shut up!The palace refuses to flirt!

Most of the gods compete for faith. After all, it is related to their strength. Of course, it does not rule out that there will be a powerful god like Orthea who is born to control a certain element.

The goddess of light was born in the holy water, and the golden holy fire was ignited on the top of the gods at the same time. The father god was the first god she saw when she opened her eyes, and it was also her biggest bond in Ainor.

"What do you want?" Angus sighed helplessly. After Orthea let go of the restraint, his divine power surged, and he turned back into a majestic and proud main god.

Orthea raised her eyebrows, looked around him with interest, and then showed a meaningful smile, "Do you think you have something to make up for me?"

Angus took a step back in an instant alert, "I can't cede the territory."

The elf's smile froze, and he glared at him and said, "Then get out, Ulysses will definitely... definitely tear down your temple!"

Oh no, what this guy lacks has never been faith.Angus regretted for a moment, and when he was about to say something, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.The God of Darkness was silent for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "I will send the materials to the Temple of Light."

"Then...the deal is concluded." Orthea formed a lawful pattern in the air, "Now you need to deal with the trouble you caused, Lord Angus."

Angus: "..."

"This shouldn't be... ok ok I'll deal with it."

Satisfied, Orthea took back her staff, and lightly floated down from the air to Yimo with her toes. Before she could say anything, she recited the teleportation spell, and the white light flashed.With the collapse of the holy fire cage, Angus had no choice but to disguise the divine power-tracing and memory.

When Yimo opened her eyes again, she was standing in a forest with the elves, and she didn't know where she was.The light of the moon god shone on the earth, and the godslayer silently looked at the object she would kill in the future——the goddess of light with the appearance of an elf at this time.

Orthea covered her eyes, leaned close to her ear and asked softly, "Imo, do you believe me?"

Yi Mo hesitated and nodded.

Without that bit of hesitation, Orthea was inexplicably sad. After a while, she said, "I didn't mean to hide it from you. As for the reason... I'm sorry, I can only tell you that I am harmless to you."

But I can't promise whether it will hurt you in the end, my dear girl.

"Goddess of Light?" It took a long time for Yi Mo to say the title again, her voice was a little hoarse, and a sense of loss suddenly swept through her body for unknown reasons.

Orthea realized this emotion belatedly, she hugged the sad blonde girl, and whispered in her ear: "I am Heather, I swear by my godhead, I never deceived you."

"I met you in the forest of elves." Yimo closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly leaving a subtle 'brand' on the palm of the elf, "I was told that you are a distinguished guest of Elvish."

An elf is called a distinguished guest in the kingdom that should be one of them. It has to be said that there is a lot of doubt.

Orthea laughed, "Close your eyes," she said.Then he let go of the hand covering her eyes, and pulled her into his arms.As expected, Yi Mo did not open his eyes obediently, but just stood quietly, allowing the elves to hug him unscrupulously.

"I think in the near future," the elf said with a smile, his voice was light and soft, "you will know all the reasons, and I won't tell you."

"I just hope you don't go against me at that time." (Please add Junyang: [-])

"You can tell me now." Yi Mo said in silence.

Orthea moved a little away, looked at her for a while, shook her head and said, "People from other worlds will overthrow the mainland."

Orthea's fingertips had a soft light, and while her hands were white and almost transparent, she drew her fingertips from the corner of Yimo's eyes to her lips, "You are only 15 years old, Yimo. I am looking forward to it, your real appearance."

Turbulent waves surged in his heart, Yi Mo blinked, and suddenly found that his body was a little stiff: "What do you mean?"

"Do you still want to go to Long Island?" Orthea looked away and changed the subject lightly.

Yi Mo was silent for a while again, his eyebrows were tangled together, and he sent him away after a while: "Can I know the reason after going to Long Island?"

"There are many treasures of heaven and earth, including Xian Yuguo." Orthea's answer was wrong.

"It's not important." Yi Mo gritted her teeth and clutched her sleeve, panting heavily, "I want to know, I want you to tell me yourself."

Orthea thought about it, and suddenly found that no matter what she answered, it would be a cruel answer.Whether it is prophecy and whether they will become enemies in the unknown future, or... At the root, she is just a character created by herself.

"When you become an adult," Orthea finally made a promise, "I will tell you everything I know."

"16 years old?" Ainor is 16 years old and an adult is not bad.

Hearing this, Orthea squinted her eyes, chuckled and said, "20 years old, when I thought you were an adult."

"Why!" Yi Mo retorted with his eyes wide open.

The elf let go of the blond girl in his arms, and the soft blond hair left a pleasant touch in his hands. Orthea looked at Yimo, who finally didn't look as scary as before, and smiled, but it looked a little nasty , and accidentally exposed a beautiful canine: "You can choose not to accept it."

Well, there is no right to know.

Yi Mo didn't need to think about what this guy was thinking, he curled his lips and reluctantly agreed to the request, "My coming-of-age ceremony is not far away."

"Oh." Orthea nodded, and patted her on the head with a half-smile, "Very good, then there are still four years."

"Alright then." Yi Mo lowered his head, "Well, let's talk about the problem you just mentioned, go to Long Island?"

"I seem to have heard your rejection?"

"Oh my god, my dear goddess, when did you become deaf?!"

"Shut up Yimo, if you talk about this hall, I won't take you there." Orthea rubbed her head viciously, looked around, and regretfully found that there seemed to be something wrong with the teleportation location?

Orthea thought about it, let Yi Mo wait for a while, and immediately teleported back to the mansion to pack some things, oh, by the way, take a look at the results of that guy Angus.

"Your Highness, we will always remember your contribution to Tengya City." The city lord smiled and invited Hessel to enter the banquet hall, but for some reason, his body froze suddenly, as if something was missing.

Hesel's pupils narrowed slightly, and his probing eyes quickly swept across the entire banquet hall, but he didn't find the two people who should have been conspicuous—Imo and Althea.

She wanted to say something, but an unknown force controlled her thoughts and turned her to another place.Oh wait, what did she seem to find?

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty," Hesel turned cold and was about to leave, "Suddenly remembered that the palace has something urgent to report to His Majesty, and you may not be able to attend the banquet."

"Your Highness." Her guardian knight called in a low voice with some doubts.

Hesel's expression gradually became serious, and after she looked back, she inexplicably revealed something ominous, "Let's go."

With the departure of the group of the Holy See of Light, the God of Darkness who had not yet completely left in the sky let out a joyful laugh, and the last trace of divine power dissipated in the clouds.

My dear Highness, I hope you are satisfied with the little favor I have given you.

Althea, who was already lying in the carriage, sneezed inexplicably, rubbed his eyes in a daze for a moment, frowned and glanced at Yimo, who was kneeling by the small table expressionlessly, feeling a faint headache.

The gear of fate has officially escaped from the hands of the God of Light, and the future has begun to move in an unknown direction.

The two who were rushing towards the capital of the Teis Empire, the so-called rich city of Sylvia, did not know that a shocking news had appeared in the holy city of Vatica on the high slope of the stars—— The woman brought back the traces of the godslayer.

Of course, this news, which was enough to excite the believers, was only circulated among the pope and a few cardinals.

"Your Majesty," Tours Senna, one of the cardinals, took the lead in pleading angrily: "Tours is willing to make a fool of the goddess, please allow me to annihilate that damned heretic!"

Pope Edward III glanced at him, and after a perfunctory sentence, he turned his attention back to Hessel, who was frowning and thinking, "Did you see clearly? Hessel."

Hesel hesitated for a while, then frowned and said, "Your Majesty, I can't guarantee who it is, but I did find the trace somewhere."

"The matter about the Godslayer is not a trivial matter. The goddess is kind. I think we should investigate it thoroughly before doing anything." Ferguson Gary, an elder who was always gentle and calm, interjected.

"I agree."

"I agree."

"I object."

"Oh?" Edward III looked at the discordant voice. There were eight cardinals in total, three of whom were on mission outside at this time, and only five of them at this time. Unfortunately, two of them agreed with Ferguson.

"O'Connor, I allow you to express your thoughts." The Pope said with an encouraging attitude.

The stern Bishop O'Connor glanced coldly at the silent Ferguson, and said to the Pope, "I agree with Bishop Ferguson that the godslayer is important, but please don't forget the teachings of the Holy See for thousands of years, not to mention that we believe in goddesses, then Jiu Geng should obliterate all sources that may cause harm to the goddess, at all costs!"

"Bishop O'Connor, God loves the world, I don't think the goddess wants to see her faithful believers slaughter."

Hearing this, O'Connor gave her a subtle look, then twitched the corner of his mouth coolly, "Bishop Ferguson, please don't forget who ordered the killing of the Kutzke family."

"Okay." The pope stopped the quarrel between the two people at any time before the dispute broke out. He glanced at Hesel and finally ordered: "For the glory of the goddess, the members of the tribunal dispatched to kill the godslayer. Don't let him go!" A man with black hair and black eyes."

"Yes." Under the command, there were complicated eyes from everyone.

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