For Raphael before, being forgotten by the race he created was not something difficult to accept.
As their technology develops, when humans can increasingly rely on their own strength to get the life they want.
Praying to the gods is no longer necessary.
They will have their own means to eliminate creatures that threaten them, without using magic.
But Jiang Jiang didn't think so, so Raphael also hoped that this time would come later.
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It was at the celebration banquet that Jiang Jiang met the king of this country for the first time.
He was very old, and even from a distance one could hear his heavy breathing. His hair was gray and his face was full of wrinkles, but the queen sitting next to him was still youthful and beautiful.
This extreme contrast made Jiang Jiang feel a little uncomfortable.
The royal family lived an extravagant life. Whether it was fine wine or delicacies from land and sea, they were all brought by pretty maids and filled the entire table.
Jiang Jiang looked around, but saw that apart from the people from the Vatican, the rest were princes and nobles. It was clearly a celebration banquet, but there were no soldiers who had made great contributions to the country.
She suddenly thought of what Byron had said to her before leaving the battlefield that day. He said that the royal family gave them very little money. She had thought that it was because there were too many battles and the treasury was tight, so the soldiers on the front line were wronged.
But looking at the nobles eating and drinking to their heart's content, Jiang Jiang felt a little disgusted. He wondered how much money this banquet would cost to subsidize how many soldiers so that they could buy medicine to treat their illnesses?
"Is this the newly appointed Saint?"
A hoarse and turbid voice sounded. Jiang Jiang came back to his senses after being pulled by Sto beside him and met the eyes of the king on the throne.
"Yes, your majesty."
His eyes were squeezed too small by the fat, so Jiang Jiang couldn't see his expression clearly at all, but she still felt a little uncomfortable.
But Raphael beside her narrowed his eyes.
"Haha... I've met your aunt Helena before." The king raised his glass and gestured from a distance, "You are even more beautiful than she was when she was young."
Sto also realized that something was wrong, and stood in front of Jiang Jiang. He raised the wine glass on the table and said, "The Saint is still too young to drink. I will toast Your Majesty on her behalf."
The king thought that he was meddling a bit. What was wrong with just drinking a glass of wine? But he was the Pope after all, so he couldn't deny him face, so he could only snort and laugh.
"I heard that this saint is the representative of the God of Light?"
That annoying voice sounded again.
The queen beside her began to frown.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Sto continued to answer for Jiang Jiang.
"I want to hear her say it herself!" The king slammed the table, and instantly the maids who were dancing to cheer her up knelt down.
"Your Majesty...that's the Holy See...!" a close minister beside him reminded him in a low voice.
The Queen also said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. After all, the Saint is still young and may be a bit shy."
As the king listened to them talk about the Vatican and the Saint, he was reminded that this was not a woman he could toy with at will. His expression changed unpredictably, and finally he said with a stern look, "Who knows if the God of Light still exists?"
With a "click".
Sto turned around in shock and saw that the wine glass in Jiang Jiang's hand was crushed by her.
Sto: "......" I'm sorry, you should be the one standing in front of me.
Raphael stood by her side to comfort her. Because of Stowe, he could not reveal his figure, so Jiang Jiang could only feel a warm embrace.
She suddenly felt very uncomfortable. Human beings were created by Him, and magic was bestowed by Him. For thousands of years, He has been watching over this land and helping them.
But the king of this country questioned His existence.
"The king's power is granted by God." Raphael whispered in her ear, "When he was still a child, I chose him and made him king. I never thought that in the blink of an eye, things would change like this."
The king hated the God of Light the most in his life.
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