Chapter 40 Undercurrents Surge
Saint Xia Di naturally has the freedom to accuse.
"We have discussed the issue of Bai Luther. His piety to God has never changed, and his belief in God is still firm. Compared with holding Bai Luther accountable, what should be more concerned about is who can make Bai Luther think that person is God! Of course, Bai Luther is indeed deceived. We will deprive him of his rights and make him stay in the God Tower for life to punish him!"
Xia Di's expression suddenly became ugly. From the other party's words, it can be seen that he wants to protect Bai Luther.
Simply put, it is the same as when a child makes a mistake outside and the parents beat the child themselves.
I have beaten him myself, so you can't beat him again.
In the same way, I have already punished him myself, so you can't make any more demands, otherwise it is called not knowing what is good for you. Besides, Xia Di's name is a saint. Not only can she not make excessive demands, she even needs to be lenient. This is the example that the identity of a saint needs to set.
"There is no point in saying more. The Demon King has revived, the former heroes have helped, and the trumpet of doom has sounded. I need the full cooperation of the church."
She gave up the pursuit of Bai Luther. Instead, she sought the full assistance of the church, which was a kind of "exchange of interests."
"Of course, Saint, you have this right." The elders gave such a reply, "This is also our mission. There should be no possibility of the Demon King's resurrection. Humans have already passed the test of the gods, and we should exist in the world with a great attitude."
Such an answer made Xia Di feel a little relieved. Obviously, the elders were ready.
Before she came to hold them accountable, they had already prepared everything.
A bunch of old things!
Xia Di didn't like this group of old guys. It was like the choice they made together in the past, imposing God's righteousness on himself and forcing himself to make such a choice. It was also like now that Bai Luther should pay for his mistakes and show his loyalty to God with death... These old guys actually wanted to save him... The church has been corrupted for a long time...
If not...
"In this case, please ask the elders to help contact the major kingdoms. Form a meeting to revive the demon king and contribute your own strength to defeat the demon king, okay?"
"I will follow the orders of the saint lady."
...
"A. Sion."
Hearing this call, the woman sitting cross-legged on a huge rock slowly opened her eyes. She was wearing clothes like gauze, and only the fabric of the female key parts was slightly thicker, and the rest of her body seemed to be looming. To put it bluntly, even many prostitutes would not dress so revealingly.
However, this woman is A. Sion.
The existence of the saint who is active in this era, the teacher of the brave A. Godora, who personally gave him the name of A.
"You are still dressed so coolly as always, making people wonder where to put their eyes."
A. Sion looked at the person in front of him calmly: "If you are here to say these, you can get out."
"Don't be so irritable, Lord Sword Saint, I just want to know, when you killed Frodonic before, did you confirm the strength of A. Godola? Did you fight him tentatively?"
A. Sion looked at the man under his boulder and frowned slightly: "Is the wise king such a free person? You should have too many things to deal with. What's the point of asking me now?"
"The wise king will also have things he is very interested in... So, you didn't fight with him?"
"What's the point of fighting with him? I lost to him that year, so I gave him the name of A. As time goes by, I can't defeat him. He is a natural sword saint."
The wise king showed a helpless smile on his face: "He has been decadent for many years, but you are very confident in him."
"So what do you want to say?"
"A. Godora, together with the Demon King, the Blood Queen, and an unknown existence, attacked Naluen. During the battle, Godora's sword was broken, and he tore off the two arms of Saint Xia Lu with his hands. Those two arms are now probably turned into alchemical materials... This is the information given by the church."
A. Sion was silent.
The wise king continued: "As you can see, if the information is true, I'm afraid that the former hero has given up the sword. In this case, don't you go to take back your glory?"
"Wise king, this cheap provocation is meaningless. If I want to take action, I don't need your advice."
"This is really, alas, you are so unwelcome to me, in this case, I'd better leave early."
The wise king left.
A. Sion looked in the distant direction.
"I have given up the sword..."
Her eyes fell on the lake in front of the boulder. The lake reflected the clear sky and A. Sion's own face.
"You will come one day, right?"
The water surface was rippling, just like the fluctuations in a person's heart.
...
It should be said that thanks to Moher's sudden raising of the artificial sun into the sky, Dora was not able to make a choice so quickly, and he had some time to think.
The rhythm of the mansion seemed to have returned to the previous state.
The whole world was undercurrent because of the resurrection of the Demon King, and various forces were preparing for their own affairs, but the Demon King himself was seriously farming, and Moher took care of her grape fields as if she was taking care of a little baby. She spent several days to complete a large magic barrier that could allow visitors to see illusory scenes and thus not discover her artificial sun. Then she used dwarven craftsmanship to draw water from the riverside, and dug a reservoir in her mansion, and planted some things similar to lotus pods in the reservoir.
Of course, watering can actually be done with magic, but experts say, "Not all magic is good for crops. Some crops are precious. Once the concentration of inappropriate magic elements is too high, they will die immediately... If possible, try not to rely on magic." - I got advice like this.
Moher also took it seriously.
She is really like a lord who cares about her own fields.
At the same time, Moher began to find "jobs" for other people in the mansion. Moher herself can make some small alchemy props as funds for daily expenses, and she has recently been teaching Lisiduo micro-weaving. To be honest, it is hard to imagine the vampire queen sitting in front of a loom and weaving.
But this is what is happening now.
However, it seems a little different.
"Humans always call high-level magicians 'weaving hands'. From this we can see that humans instinctively believe that magic is woven." Moh said, "However, as my creation, you are born with the ability to use all kinds of magic that I gave you when I created you... As an instant combat force, I have not taught you carefully, and I guess you have never thought about improving your magic level."
She pointed out Lisiduowei's problem: "People like Xia Di can explore the school of combat priests in peacetime, and then let her own body approach the nature of God. Give her a few decades or hundreds of years, and she may be able to touch eternity - you should think I wonder, why can't you?
You are still guarding the left hand that symbolizes eternity. If my hand was guarded by Xia Di, I'm afraid she would have achieved eternity, and my right hand would be a burden to her. There is a huge gap between your talents and hers. You should have reorganized magic from the very beginning. "
Of course, Mohel knew the intentions of humans. A life like Lisiduowei was originally a semi-eternal life. Even if she was given true eternity, it would be easy to control. But a person like Xia Di has great power and great prestige. If she was given true eternity, it would be hard to imagine whether Xia Di would dominate the world after a hundred years.
Therefore, letting Xia Di guard the right hand that symbolizes the curse can wear away her essence. Make her less "powerful".
Humans always like to check and balance the strong, or let the strong check and balance each other... What a race that lacks a sense of security.
Lisiduowei listened to Mohel's explanation with a vague understanding, and learned to weave awkwardly.
Rose, on the other hand, was taking on the responsibility of a maid. Her current task was to serve the people in the mansion in a maid outfit, including Doro. Although Moher always said that Doro was a guard, Rose seemed to be more willing to spend time on Doro. When others didn't need Rose to do anything, she would always come to Doro's cabin in a maid outfit.
This was also true for Lisiduowei.
However, the difference was that Rose would always bring some fresh refreshments recently, and she seemed to be studying these things herself.
Whether she was the new hero Frodonik in the past or the enchanting demon now, what she did was a little too inappropriate, just like a real maid.
"Lord Doro, what do you think of this pudding? Moher gave it a high evaluation." Rose made something new and came over, "Try it too."
Doro picked up a piece of pudding with a fork and put it in his mouth.
The soft, cold and somewhat bouncy touch came, and the sweet taste spread in his mouth.
"Oh~ Quite good! Rose! You are very talented! This is a good example! I feel like you can open a shop with your skills!"
"That's not so exaggerated, Master Dora~"
The girl smiled with a blush: "However, if Master Dora eats the pudding I made, you have to do me a favor~"
"Huh?"
"Actually, I met him."
"Who?"
"That's annoying~ Don't you know?" "
...Teacher?"
"Yes~"
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