The sin of wearing a crown

Lin En was quite belated.

Thinking that I would regain my freedom and get rid of the censorship, I wanted to personally prepare some delicious food for the beauties around me as a reward to express my gratitude. I never thought that after these chattering Yingying Yanyan sat down, they wanted to criticize me. , which made Linn feel a little depressed.

I was so angry that I could only take a bite of the scallion pancake to vent my anger.

It tastes pretty good.

For a young gentleman, as long as he succeeds in cooking once, he can replicate it indefinitely without any pressure. Of course, this will have a consequence, that is, the dishes Linn cooks will lose their spirituality, and will always be fixed on the one that he thinks is the most delicious, and he will lose the motivation to change.

This is another flaw of super memory, laziness.

In other words, experience and comfort zone.

After gradually settling down, Lin En did not notice that the poison brought by super memory was taking effect, because every mission he performed was carried out in an unprecedentedly complex environment. Experience can only be a reference, and thinking is the struggle for survival. . But during those days of being imprisoned and thinking, he gradually realized this problem.

There is one more reason why I can't stop. Not only will it become rotten, but it will also become dull.

So when faced with the implicit criticism from Amiste and others, saying that he was too reckless and idealistic, and that he should plan more plans next time, and that his own life was more important, Lin En accepted the criticism silently. These people really care about themselves, and I can still listen to their criticisms, but sometimes there are always things that someone needs to do.

Slowly, Lin En was also washing away the dirt on her body.

I don’t regret being a hero this time... I’ll be brave next time, hehe.

After the criticism of you and me, Linn bowed her head and remained silent. The first person who couldn't change her mind was Sophia. The eldest sister seemed to be asking for other people's opinions at the family meeting.

"How about that, Lynn already knows he was wrong."

‘Sofia is still sensible. ’ Lin En’s skin was thicker than the city wall, and she couldn’t help but feel happy in her heart.

"Please abide by the regulations in the future." The heroic female knight had no objection to Lin En. Her criticism was only that Lin En was sometimes too reckless. For example, when he broke away from the magic-blocking golden handcuffs, she saw that before he received treatment, The layer of skin on Lin En's hands was scraped off by force.

However, Ye Fenni said that Lin Enmang did not think that she was also stubborn. Maybe this was one of the reasons why they collaborated.

"hehe."

This was the ridicule of the two ladies. Their eyes were still very vicious, and they could immediately see the tenacity underneath Linn's seemingly humble and teachable appearance. The young gentleman didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. Indeed, he had done nothing wrong, but he had to be concerned, otherwise he might really sacrifice his life for justice next time.

change? If you change it, you won’t be Lin En.

This family, oh no, this criticism meeting ended in an anticlimactic manner. If you want to tie down a young man like Lin En, simple persuasion is useless, but when a trace of the dignity under the lead is revealed, It is not an ordinary thing to control.

Amiste and Mary exchanged glances, and seemed to find a way out of each other's inexplicable looks. Immediately, the eyes of the two noble ladies glanced towards the stomachs of the others present, intentionally or unintentionally, and it seemed that the abacus was already quietly starting in their hearts.

The criticism is over, and what is left is naturally condolences and heart-to-heart talks.

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Behind the house, in the small garden.

Lin En squatted on the ground. The marigolds he planted had broken through the soil and exposed their tender green buds. This greenery looked particularly pleasant on the dark earth. Little by little, he used his energy and spirituality to tend the flowers and plants. The name of "Flower Maker" was already worthy of his name. Lin En stood in the greenery with unique elegance.

Just like the extraordinary and handsome tree shepherd in the epic myth.

"The way you look now, you don't look like the hero you were when you were fighting hard." Behind her came the slightly smiling voice of the countess, who seemed to have come over to chat with Linn.

"It's not easy to be a hero, so I just tried my best. The one who knocked down the [Painless Apostle] was actually the result of the efforts of many people."

"[Painless Apostle]?"

Amiste made a confused sound.

"Is something wrong?" Lin En turned around in confusion.

"Is that evil faith... [Painless Apostle]? I haven't heard anyone mention it." Lighting her cheeks, the Countess suddenly seemed to have forgotten the name of this evil faith, and heard Lin En mention it. Finally, it was very difficult to pronounce the same pronunciation, looking extremely confused.

"What are you kidding about..."

Lin En was about to say something, but the next moment she broke into a cold sweat!

He finally realized something was incongruous. The name [Painless Apostle] seemed to have been completely erased from other people's memories, leaving only the belief in an unknown evil god. Sherlock mentioned this to Linn at the time, but he thought it was natural and subconsciously ignored it.

After the Black Holy Grail swallowed this ray of divinity, it seemed that the [Painless Apostle] was completely cold.

No doubt he had completely buried a god? !

From the perspective of the information state, the last remaining entangled information of the fallen god met the freak Lin En. Not only does the Black Holy Grail have a special existence of high status, but it is also as unwavering in its will as the towering Great Wall, directly confronting the broken information to the end, so the god who was almost dead had no choice but to be annihilated in the end. . If it were anyone else, the best outcome for even a demigod would be to be assimilated by at least 50% by the [Painless Apostle].

The pollution of divinity, a unique intelligent existence, seems to be linked to the object of resonance.

Fortunately, neither Ziegler nor Linn are of high rank, nor have they been completely transformed into a suitable shape by divinity. Otherwise, the disaster coming from God would not be so simple.

"Lynn? What did you just say?" Amiste reached out and touched Linn's nose twice. She seemed to have forgotten what Linn had just called a certain god.

"No, I suddenly thought of something interesting."

Lin En decided never to mention the name "Painless Apostle" again. He had a vague feeling that this incomprehensible life like God would never die. If he kept mentioning his title, wouldn't his coffin board be really good? I can't hold it anymore. Moreover, after realizing that something was wrong, Lin En always had a strange feeling. He also had a similar feeling from the Black Holy Grail. He always felt that the [Painless Apostle] was not completely dead.

He is still alive, but not living at this moment. He is like an invisible and intangible ghost, far away.

"Okay, don't be in a daze. They won't tell you. Let me tell you how much beauty debt my dear man owed during the two days you went on vacation."

The countess interrupted the young gentleman's thinking, and she shrewdly began to settle accounts.