The moment Vega saw the golden wheat, he stopped moving as he sensed a familiar presence on Viktor's shoulder.
One eye stared intently at the golden ears of wheat.
“Victor, this is a good thing.”
The cawing of crows reached his ears, but Viktor remained unfazed.
Seeing Victor's indifferent expression, Earl Laureen held the golden ear of wheat and said with a smile.
"Please rest assured, Congressman Victor."
"This is absolutely genuine."
It's not a fake product hanging in the farmland outside, nor is it one of those divine creations made by believers that can only be used for a year.
Rather, it is a true divine object.
As long as it's there, the farms in the territory will be guaranteed to be bountiful year after year.
Seeing this, Victor said calmly:
"Earl Laureen".
What do you mean by that?
Upon hearing Victor's words, Earl Laureen placed the ears of wheat on the table.
Then, as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders, he spoke to Viktor.
"Because I allowed the followers of the Goddess of Fertility to stay in the territory and spread their teachings."
"This pitifully small group of believers gave me what was said to be the last divine object left behind by the goddess."
Although the kingdom does not prevent the spread of churches and religious beliefs, ordinary lords will not allow these believers to reside in their territories.
After all, doing so would significantly weaken the territory's dominance.
Everyone has gone to worship gods, who would care about a lord?
Earl Laureen was one of the few lords who allowed the church to reside there and spread its doctrines.
As he said, this group of believers was too pitiful.
The entire Church of the Goddess of Abundance has fewer than two thousand believers.
They even had to sell the divine creations left behind by their goddess to sustain the church.
If this continues, when all of these people have died, the teachings of the Goddess of Fertility will likely be completely forgotten by the world.
Viktor was well aware of this.
Because the gods disappeared one after another, only the last goddess of justice remained in the world.
At that time, most believers thought their god had abandoned them.
As a result, more people turned to worship the goddess of justice.
Only a few people still cling to their now defunct religious sect.
Even the goddess of justice eventually became disillusioned with humanity and chose to leave.
However, the Church of the Goddess of Justice became the dominant force, which led to the emergence of countless fanatical believers.
Compared to the followers of the Goddess of Justice, the combined followers of all other gods are less than one-tenth the number of followers of the Goddess of Justice.
At this moment, Earl Laureen bowed deeply to Victor.
"My only chance is to wait for you and His Highness Aurelion to arrive in the Kingdom of Kant at the same time."
“I know that the Mage Council is vying with the Church of Justice for the legitimacy of the gods, so you might need this.”
"I just want to ask you to help me."
The morality of the Dharma Council.
Viktor's expression remained calm, but the next second, his gaze fell on the ears of wheat.
The magic overflowed and entangled the golden ears of wheat.
The next second, the wheat seemed to be crushed and wrapped by magic, turning into golden starlight and gradually disappearing.
Count Laureen breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the wheat ears vanish into thin air.
He knew that Victor had accepted the gift.
This means that Viktor agreed to his request.
Sure enough, after a while, Victor raised his head and looked at Earl Laureen again.
“I can consider it, but I need you to tell me.”
"Now that Priscilla is a ghost, why do you still refuse to let her see her mother?"
"because……"
Laurien was interrupted by Victor before she could finish speaking:
"Tell the truth."
Victor's obsidian-like eyes gleamed with a deep light, as if they had already seen through everything:
"In my eyes, you can't fake it."
Earl Laureen stared silently for a moment, took a deep breath, and finally spoke:
"I……"
...
The next morning, the dawn light gradually painted the sky red, bathing the wide roads of the Kingdom of Kant and the carriages traveling along them. Aurelion woke up with Gwen that morning.
I don't know why, but I fell asleep on Gwen's bed last night.
She recalled last night, when she waited for Teacher Victor to return to his room.
As a result, Aurelione sat on the bed, waiting and waiting, until she fell asleep.
So she slept with Ms. Gwen for one night.
Although Ms. Gwen didn't react much when she woke up.
But Aurelion felt somewhat embarrassed.
Amidst the embarrassment, there was also a sense of relief.
After all, sleeping with Gwen meant she didn't have to worry about the mansion being haunted.
and……
Looking back, Aurelion felt a sense of enjoyment.
She also remembered that Ms. Gwen had a pleasant fragrance.
It's like a natural, overflowing body fragrance, as sweet and intoxicating as a white rose.
No wonder so many people like her.
However, she had to apologize to Vanilla.
This poor little kitten thought she had been taken away by a ghost when she woke up in the morning, and was so frightened that she was out of her mind.
My eyes were even a little red and swollen when we met up with the convoy in the morning.
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