"Not only you, Miss Annan, Mr. Panty, Mr. Borgin, Mr. Harvey, you all have to leave the Gospel Kingdom."

Having just been mentally kicked out, Ash didn't expect that he would also be physically expelled from the country: "Why?"

"Because I can only protect you for eighty-eight minutes." Lisdiya said, "Once I become Diyin, I will not be able to abide by the agreement with Lis and continue to take care of you. Instead, it may be disadvantageous to you."

"When I say it's bad for you, I don't mean direct harm like wanted, hunted, persecuted, etc., but using the environment to constantly polish you. Although I'm not the real Diyin yet, I can vaguely feel how you will be arranged - Mr. Borgin will smoothly create a small intelligence organization, but when the power expands to a city, it will stagnate and spend the rest of his life in the intrigue of running the organization; Mr. Harvey will find an ancient underground battlefield from the Elf Dynasty, and then the way back will be blocked by a landslide, and he will spend the rest of his life researching in the ancient tomb; Miss Annan will have a child with you, and then spend all her attention on raising the child; Mr. Panji will help take care of your child."

Ash: "What about me?"

Lisdiya: "I haven't made up my mind yet, but my plan for you is definitely similar to that for others: pull out your sharp teeth and claws, wear down your ideals and fighting spirit, fill your emptiness with worldly things, and occupy your time with trivialities."

Ash couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh: "I don't have any ideals."

"You may not have had it in the past, but what about you now?" Lysdiya said, "There are five stages of grief: denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance."

"But for someone like you who is favored by the gods, once you have digested the suffering, you will enter the sixth stage: counterattack."

"If you want to fight back, you can't stay in Gospel. Gospel is a paradise for the weak, but a hell for the strong. Of course, if you want to enjoy simple happiness, Gospel can definitely satisfy you. There is a high probability that you will form a noisy family with An Nan."

"But if you want to practice magic, that's impossible." Lisdiya revealed a secret that would make the entire Gospel tremble: "The Gospel will automatically limit the development of the Sanctuary magicians. Unless the magicians are willing to come to Nabisteen to study the Gospel, they will always be entangled in trivial matters and find it difficult to concentrate."

Ash was surprised and asked, "Why do you want to restrict the sanctuary?"

"This is the best result after Gospel's calculations." Lisdiya said, "Rather than saying it's a limitation, it's better to say it's making the best use of it. A Sanctuary magician has already reached the limit of an ordinary magician, and it's hard to break through to the legendary level even if you continue to study. In terms of productivity, the gap between a legendary magician and a Sanctuary magician is hard to make up for the time spent by a Sanctuary magician. If the Sanctuary uses this time for production, the cost-effectiveness is far higher than using it to study magic."

"Becoming a legendary magician is beneficial to individuals but not to society. The Gospel Kingdom only needs sanctuary magicians. This is the judgment of the Gospel. Only when magicians take the initiative to settle in Nabisteen and the Gospel personally regulates production and research, will the Gospel release the restrictions on induction."

Lysdia paused and said, "I also think this is correct."

Ash blinked and said nothing.

"Every Saint Domain magician did not appear out of thin air, but originated from a stable social environment, a complete inheritance of magic, and the careful cultivation of Gospel." Lisdiya said: "When a Saint Domain seed appears, Gospel will arrange different training plans according to the character of the seed, giving hardships to the arrogant, companionship to the introverted, competition to the confident, despair to the greedy... and let them escape the inevitable death and have as many opportunities as possible to grow up."

"Every Saint is a masterpiece cultivated by society. If this is the case, they have an obligation to give back to society, rather than continue to plunder resources with violence and reverence to climb the virtual realm, exploiting millions of people for their own benefit."

Hearing these words ten days ago and ten days later, the feelings are completely different. Ten days ago, Ash was still a two-winged magician, and it was a long way to go to the Sanctuary. When he heard about this policy, he applauded and wished that he could become a space gate Jinchuriki in the Sanctuary and burn out the rest of his life to shine for the society.

Now Ash is a three-winged magician. Although he is not yet in the sanctuary, his sense of substitution is already very strong - why?

Is it easy to perform the forbidden ritual of harmony between love, flowers, snow and moon? Is there no danger in taking risks in the virtual world?

Moreover, Ash was a mudblood magician. Normal magicians would need to spend at least ten years on magic to advance to the holy realm. Their diligence, sweat and concentration over the years must have given them a strong sense of superiority. How could they be willing to stop there and switch to production labor?

You have to know that the sanctuary is not just a productive force, they are also tactical weapons!

However, only the gospel can do this. Other countries would not dare to treat the mainstays of the Holy Land harshly. Only the gospel can guide the Holy Land silently through the environment. Even if the latter is unwilling, they will be forced to go with the flow and shine for the people.

However, this kind of inducement also has its limits, at least it cannot force the Sanctuary to become the Space Gate Jinchūriki.

"But this statement is only valid for people of the Gospel." Lysdia said, "You, Mr. Harvey, Mr. Bogin, the Gospel has no favor to you, and you have no obligation to repay the Gospel. But if you stay, it will be beyond your control."

"So, for your own sake, you must leave Fuyin as soon as possible. I have already repaired your motorcycle for you, and the others should be waiting outside. You can ride through the Tianqing Driveway to Modola. In twenty-three minutes, a virtual realm passage will appear on the outskirts of Modola. I have sent you the specific coordinates."

Ash stared at her blankly, "You've arranged everything."

"Because Liz entrusted everything to me." Lizdiya smiled, "And you are everything."

"But what if I want to stay?"

Lysdia actually thought about it seriously: "Then I will tell Mr. Borgin and Harvey about these things and let them drag you away."

"Why?"

"Because I don't want you to stay in Gospel either. You and I are under the same sky, and sooner or later you will do something stupid."

Lisdiya reached out and pulled Ash up, then sat down herself: "Let's go, they are waiting for you."

Ash held her with his backhand, and Lisdiya smiled slightly: "I know that nothing I say can eliminate the guilt, resentment, anger and sadness in your heart, so I won't comfort you. You just hold these heavy and sweet burdens and continue to work hard in the new country, and then..."

"When you come back to Gospel Kingdom again, maybe you can make up for your current regrets."

Lysdia carefully pried open Ash's fingers little by little, then pushed him away.

"Go," she urged, "The amnesiac princess has returned home, and it's time to let go of the wandering knight."

There is no way.

Reason tells Ash that the only thing he can do now is to leave; emotion tells Ash not to look back, because the most futile thing in life is to look back frequently.

However, when Ash turned to look at the door, he couldn't take a step out.

shame.

ashamed.

Guilt.

anger!

He couldn't stand the fact that he was protected by a girl! He couldn't stand why he had to suffer such a disaster! He couldn't stand the fact that he could only obey the arrangement and flee in disgrace!

How could he possibly sleep for the rest of his life?

Will he have the face to see Sword Lady in the future?

If his brother saw how embarrassed he was, he would probably call his nephew out to laugh at him together!

Are you really at your wits' end? Are you really out of cards? Think about it!

Ash racked his brains to think about whether there was any miracle, and kept flipping through Yayin's memory - since he had to solve the problem of the gods, he might as well see if there were any flaws when it was living in his body!

"What's wrong?" Lisdiya asked, "Did you forget something? I can get it for you directly."

Bring it here...

"...The blessing I received from the dramatic poet allows me to snatch the target's magic spirit through close contact..."

Suddenly, a strange pair of words broke into Ash's mind.

Robbing, if I have the blessing of the robbing spirit, can I rob the spirit? But the problem is that I didn't rob the blessing, all I have is -

Ash was startled and looked up at the sunlight leaking in from the door.

It's already morning.

Ash turned around abruptly and half-knelt on the throne, tightly grasping Lisdiya's hand, and asked: "Are you hiding any important secrets from me?"

Lisdiya glanced at him and hesitated for a moment: "Yes, and I won't tell you."

"Then don't tell me again." Ash found the necromancer hidden in his soul and wanted to take it out - of course it was impossible, the necromancer could not be used in reality, nor could it appear in reality, let alone be traded in reality.

This is also one of the reasons why Sword Princess had never heard of the necromancy spirit before. Even if a sorcerer killed the Heroic Soul Commander and obtained the necromancy spirit, he would not be able to show it off as evidence.

At this time, Ash used the blessing he had been saving but had not used - "Gift"!

This is the blessing given by the dramatic poet after Ash endured the lucky curse of "pooping without toilet paper"!

Long ago, Ash wanted to use this blessing to directly give a magic spirit to Liz. Although it was better than nothing, it could at least give her some power to protect herself. However, Liz refused.

Unexpectedly, after many twists and turns, this gift was finally given out.

Gift recipient: Lisdiya.

Give a gift -

The necromancy is magical!

When Ash saw the necromancy spirit leave his soul and move along his arm into Lysdiya's body, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

His estimation turned out to be correct. Now that the Bull of the Sky Cart had entered the Spider Tower area, his contract with the Queen Commander had finally begun to execute, and at the same time it had completely become invalid - so he could transfer the necromancy spirit!

And now is the most important moment!

Under Ash's nervous gaze, Lysitia's expression was a little confused at first, then her eyebrows slowly relaxed, and then her eyelids began to twitch, as if she suddenly felt very sleepy.

"you……"

"Sister, go back to sleep."

"I regret it now!"

Diya suddenly opened her eyes and stared at Yaxiu.

The great and noble gospel spirit still occupied her soul, and its strong will shone like the morning sun in every corner of her soul. All the magic spirits trembled and curled up to hide on the edge.

However, this tyrannical being who had tried to find her and crush her to pieces even after she fell asleep, now lazily did not move, as if he did not care that he had been replaced. In his hand, he held the newly acquired necromancy spirit, which was enveloped by the strong purple light emitted by the spirit.

The Little Witch, the White Queen, the Black Butler, and the Red Death also woke up one after another. Diya glanced into Ash's eyes and completed the communication between the sisters through the reflection in the mirror.

"How is it?" Ash's voice was a little trembling: "How do you feel?"

Ash couldn't predict the effect, the strength of the secret-keeping power only depended on the size of your secret and the degree of your willingness to tell it. He could only pray that she really had a secret that she wanted to tell, so that the secret-keeping power could be fully utilized.

"No." Diya replied: "I feel like I'm not afraid anymore."