Arad's crooked savior

The demons that exist in this world, no matter how twisted and evil their nature is, or how challenging their appearance may be, can still be eliminated.

However, the greedy demon that lives in the heart is invisible and eternal~

Early in the clear morning, the topic of "Blood Curse" is inevitably a bit heavy to talk about, but it is necessary. I am afraid that the next disaster will not only be a simple and clear situation like "pretenders kill people", but also two parties. The battle between beliefs and ideas.

A physical knife can only kill someone with a wave of his hand, but the torture of the soul will make people worse than death and even more complete collapse.

Especially under the premise of the "cockroach theory", it is completely unknown how many pretenders' hiding places there are in the dark corners of various cities in the Arad continent. It is very creepy to think about it.

"I compiled some information about what happened to Yuena last night. I will give it to Meia, Skadi, and Aska first. I hope it will attract the attention of various countries and territories, including the Delos Empire." Ye Lin With some documents in hand, I didn't eat breakfast, so I went to various royal palaces first.

And in the face of this world-wide disaster, it is also necessary to give the eldest princess a warning.

Maybe, it’s a legitimate opportunity~

"Although he has always been reliable at critical moments, his ability to casually enter and leave other people's palaces and chat with other people's queens, tsk~" Feng Ying curled her lips and made a small teasing joke, which was lively and a bit serious.

In the year 256 of the Arad continent, it had been three years since the Dark Holy War broke out. Many people did not know that the seemingly long three years were actually just the beginning of a dark century.

The glorious Peruvian Empire, which unified most of the continent, was the main force fighting against the pretenders. Without a more effective way to identify the pretenders, it could only rely on the priest system that was not mature enough at the time.

As a result, the war situation naturally resulted in more losses than wins, and the border defense lines were defeated one after another.

Saint Michel had insight into the truth and had a premonition that the war would continue and be long and might not end in a short time, so he personally set out for the distant Xu Ancestor and sincerely invited the mysterious but powerful exorcist lineage to support the mainland.

Xuzu took up the responsibility, formed the famous anti-demon group in later generations, and formed an alliance with the Pelus Empire, which was able to stabilize the situation of defeat.

The representative exorcists at that time were the exorcist Aslan the Forgotten, and the saint Xinye who was skilled in using the power of the blue dragon, Xin Zang's ancestor.

Michelle's wisdom, courage, and charisma are the eternal sacred light in the century-old jihad, inspiring the confidence and fighting spirit of countless people.

It was a dark and intense era, and the sun was not warm, but it was also an era that shone with the brilliance of humanity and heroes emerged in large numbers.

Now the great saint Michael is missing, but the new leader of this generation seems to have been determined for a long time.

The girls looked at each other, shrugged, smiled knowingly, and ate.

Xiao Su sipped her porridge absentmindedly, her ruby-like eyes slightly complicated. She always thought that the teacher was a pervert who should be jailed for three years... But as she spent more and more time in the Arad continent, she gradually began to understand this. The pervert gradually gained a clearer understanding.

Apart from "scum", there are no other shortcomings.

We can no longer just call the teacher a pervert, we should call him... a gentle beast?

"Heaman, didn't you write music at Xu Zu? How are you doing now?" Celia pinched a crispy and soft fried dough stick. After breakfast, she had to go to work later.

Ozma...don't want it to affect your business.

"Well, it's just the last bit~it's really distressing." Pipiman shook her head helplessly. Her twin tails were longer than Mo Mei. Colin, who was squatting on her shoulders, cooed a few times and touched it. .

No one wants to think about things like getting stuck.

There was a new topic at breakfast and a heated discussion surrounding Kelinjie's grief and anger and words denying God last night.

"As long as my power exists, my belief in God will not change." Mavis said calmly. Everyone has a different way of believing in God, and the concept of loyalty will also be different.

In particular, the Order of Uthyr does not advocate kindness, but balance, so indignant questions like those of Kelinjie, Kirsch and others are of no use to the Dark Temple Knights who have existed since ancient times.

People don't share the same ideals. Mavis thought those remarks were ridiculous and wanted to use Usil's power to beat her up.

Tell her why God exists!

"By the way, Mintai, if it were you, how would you understand Kelinjie's words?" Celia asked curiously.

The team will go to the Exiles Mountains soon, which is relatively close to the Snowy Land of Stone. Mintai will also go home together at that time, and the road will be more convenient.

The Bantu are a large ethnic group made up of three races. The Kuni are petite but keenly inspired. They believe in the ice-hearted rabbit god "Kunilai" who has the ability to predict danger.

The Bantu tribe has a power system that is completely different from ordinary elemental magic, that is, wizards. They are very mysterious and powerful. Mintai is the best among them and the most noble wizard.

"Among our Bantu people, the Tulus people believe in the sacred cow, which gives us strength, the Walker people believe in the wolf god, which gives us courage, and the Kuni people believe in the Bingxin Rabbit God, which gives us the ability to predict danger." Mintai clicked. With his snow-white chin, he recalled seriously: "The seniors in the clan told me not to doubt or question what God has not given you, but to think about what God has given you."

The whole place was stunned~Σ(°△°|||)︴

Hiss~

Yuena held her forehead and looked at God's power from a different angle. She actually got a completely different, brand-new look.

Worthy of being the best wizard of the Bantu tribe and the best student in the magic school, little Mintai has extraordinary wisdom and understanding, and a promising future.

In fact, there are many ways to refute Kelinjie's doubts and anger, but for people who urgently need the "Corinjeli theory" to satisfy their excuses psychologically, they will become half-blind and unable to see God. Other gifts.

"I've finished eating. Xiaoyu and I will go back to the Great Holy Church first to check on Kelinjie's condition." Yuena put away her tableware.

She knew that Sirocco had read the memories of Kelinjie and the pure-blooded Demer, but the other party only told him the relevant information about "Kazan" and nothing else. She intuitively told her that Sirocco had not confessed everything.

"Yellow-faced woman, I'm going with you too. I want to see where you work." Yimiwu raised his left hand high and put down his chopsticks.

She and Youxia paid accommodation and food expenses (a few gold bricks) to the rich woman, so before the arrival of the New Year in Arad, they would eat and live in the manor, that is, living under the same roof as the yellow-faced woman.

"It's the Great Cathedral of Remedia. Didn't you see it when you were wandering around these days? It's such a big building, and it's on the same street as the City Hall."

Although they often quarreled with Dwarf Winter Melon and were slanderous, there really wasn't any deep hatred between them, and they gradually got used to it.

"I want to see how you work~" Yimiwu was like a little devil with malicious intentions, wagging her invisible tail back and forth. Even if Yuena didn't take her with her, she would go.

Part of the daily expenses of the Holy Order comes from local government support and public donations, and part of it comes from the "charges" of the Paladins.

As long as Lord Ben Yimiwu casually throws a few "bricks" in the past, he will definitely be welcomed by the priests with a smile and treated as a distinguished guest.

Maybe the yellow-faced woman will be ordered by the archbishop to wash her feet respectfully.

"It's up to you, but you have to be more honest in the Great Temple, because there are a few guys with bad tempers."

Yuena, Xiaoyu, Yimiwu, and Youxia went to the Great Holy Church. The next person to finish eating was Wanzi. He pushed his bowl on the table and rushed to his laboratory.

"Hey, where are you running? Come back here!" Siatt's arms were strong and she came back directly with the meatballs. "Go wash the dishes and chopsticks. Personal utensils should be cleaned separately. This is the rule."

"Oh~~"

Wanzi has been tinkering in the laboratory, and he didn't go out much to play during the winter vacation. No one knows what he is tinkering with, and no one understands magic.

Siatt was slightly suspicious, then followed Ye Lin's method of refracting space and gained insight into the conditions of the laboratory. There was space magic inside, and the internal space was much larger than an ordinary room.

Wanzi wore special magic goggles and a very loose uniform, trying hard to carry a heavy machine gun:

"Shadow Night Cat, come here and weld this Gatling gun to the position of the Frost Drilling Car. Photoelectric Eel, move the electromagnetic grenade over. It's a pity. Sister Kelly doesn't sell quantum bombs, and the Spirit is also in the ancient library. .”