The Holy Maiden of Light Wants To Change Jobs

Lan Yinlai's answer made Sylvia bite her lower lip hard, and it hurt a little. In fact, she had long discovered that this world was a little strange.

Especially after literacy, the timekeeping method here is the year, month and day of the world before Sylvia, twenty-four hours a day and thirty days in January.

The sun and the moon are the sun and the moon, the sun rises and the moon sets, the moon hides the stars, and the light religion, the dark religion, the pope, the saint...

These are like a person who has read Western fantasy texts who came to this world and transformed it into this.

"Western Fantasy."

"Is that what you call this world?"

Rinley's voice with interest brought Sylvia back to reality again, and she found that mind reading was not a good thing at this time.

"Can you say anything else?"

Sylvia continued to ask tentatively, if there are people like her who have been here, did they go back?

Rainey didn't answer the question as Sylvia wanted, but asked directly, "Why do you want to go back, you are a noble saint here, enjoying all the good things, in your world, it shouldn't be possible, right?"

"Because I still have family and friends, that's my world."

"Even if it makes you an immortal god?"

"Yes! If I want to become a god, it must be to go home."

Sylvia answered without hesitation, what's more, the body she is using now is not her own, she does not belong here.

bang—

A huge explosion suddenly sounded in Sylvia's ear, which startled her, and then a clear path appeared in front of her, which cut off the darkness, as if telling her to come up.

"come over."

Lan Inle's voice was still the same as before, there was no other feeling of anger or happiness.

This sudden change made Sylvia hesitate for a moment, and finally chose to embark on this road, and then instantly felt as if she had embarked on the road of time and space.

Countless colorful streamers flashed across Sylvia quickly, but this process did not last long.

It looked like an endless road from the outside, but after stepping on it, after only three steps, the scenery in front of Sylvia changed drastically.

In the pure white and quiet palace, there is a hint of solemn relief in the exquisiteness, these are not the point.

The point is the... God on the throne above?

After Sylvia came to this world, she has seen many people who can be called peerless and beautiful, which has improved her aesthetic ability a lot. She will not talk about it herself, just Lan.

The appearance of the elves made her stunned for a while, but it was limited to that. No matter how good-looking he was, he was also the appearance of a mortal.

But the one on the throne has transcended the world, making Sylvia feel that it is a blasphemy to find words to describe him.

Sylvia suspected that even if he plucked out a hair at random, it was as delicate as a work of art, one that would be offered up for admiration day and night.

Are these gods... all so beautiful?

"No, I'm the best looking."

Lan Yinlai's voice made Sylvia wake up from her ecstasy state, and then she shook her head, and Lan Yinlai's words came to her mind.

Sylvia: "...Ha, haha, yeah."

She is not qualified to refute such confidence.

However, being interrupted by Lan Yinlei like this, Sylvia found that her brain seemed to be able to be used again.

"It's normal. Even if I deliberately restrain myself, Shenhui will still affect you. Sylvia can wake up so quickly."

"It's amazing!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

Sylvia's flat voice made this compliment seem out of place, but she didn't want to struggle with it, "Why did you bring me here all of a sudden?"

"Where is this place?"

"Shut up your place?"

"Do you remember what kind of **** you are?"

A series of questions showed that Sylvia had too many doubts, but Ke Lan Yinlai was not interested in answering them one by one.

He suddenly pulled Sylvia over, of course there was "business".

"Those are not important, Sylvia, let's play a game?"

Lan Yinlai suddenly stood up, stepped out of the throne, and appeared in front of Sylvia in the next second. The distance between the two was less than half a meter, and Lan Yinlai deliberately brought his face closer.

Sylvia, who was attacked by her beauty at close range, almost chose to close her eyes, but Lan Yinlai immediately retracted this action, which instantly made her feel less oppressive.

"what game?"

Sylvia asked, "What if I don't play?"

This **** is always... No, I can't complain about him in my heart, Sylvia quickly retracted her thoughts and looked at Lan Yinlai seriously.

A certain god's dazzling black eyes blinked, as if to say, I heard it all, but he didn't do anything about it, but turned his head to the side.

Sylvia followed his line of sight and looked over. There was originally nothing there, but just as Raine looked over, an empty glass bottle suddenly appeared.

About the size of a palm, with nothing inside.

"It's not empty, Sylvia sees it for herself."

The bottle flew towards Sylvia, and Sylvia looked closer, her face almost touching the bottle, and only then did she find a small golden...sand at the bottom of the bottle?

Sylvia tilted her head to look at Lan Yinlai in confusion. He looked at the things at the bottom of the bottle and smiled lightly, "The rules of this game are very simple. Isn't Sylvia going to be a saint soon?"

Sylvia nodded, although this immediately refers to ten years, but in the eyes of God, it should be quite fast.

"I don't have a good relationship with other gods, and they don't know why they don't like me."

Lan Yinlai lowered his head slightly, his long eyelashes left a faint shadow on his eye socket, and he looked sad and pitiful.

The unhappy Sylvia: "Don't you remember? Why do you still remember this?"

Lan Yinlai raised his head calmly, "Oh, I remembered something again."

"I don't have any believers in me either." He lowered his head again.

Sylvia watched a certain god's performance and gave him ten points in her heart, including nine points nine points for his face.

"So yeah, a believer is a grain of sand, as long as Sylvia can fill this bottle with my believers, I can tell you."

"The answer to the thing you want to know the most."

Sylvia's eyes widened suddenly, "I am the saint of the Church of Light."

In other words, how can I develop believers for you?

Lan Yinlai chuckled, "That's why games are fun."

"Don't Sylvia want to go home? I can tell you with certainty that only I know the answer, not even the God of Light and the God of Darkness."

Looking at the seemingly small glass bottle in front of her, and listening to Lan Yinlai's words, Sylvia was silent for a moment.

Finally, after waiting patiently, Lan Yinlai said, "What kind of **** are you? There must be a reason for believers to believe in you."

Who knows that a certain **** is really unceremonious, "Sylvia help me think about it, any **** is fine."

"But if there is an existing god, Sylvia may have to kill a **** first to make room for me."

This kind of rogue's statement, Sylvia just felt that she could not control her eyes, and countless eye knives were ready to be fired at any time.

"Then you don't have any skills?"

Doesn't look like such a useless guy.

Although Sylvia didn't want to play this game, Lan Yinlai really grabbed her weakness at once and shot straight at the bullseye.

She even started to think in her mind, how to develop believers of other gods in the skin of the Holy Maiden of Light.

Can the God of Light really tolerate a saint like her?

No matter how important it is to go home, you still have to save your own life first! Although... the God of Light seems to have a high tolerance for her.

Lan Yinlai nodded, "That's right, that's it, if the God of Light wants to punish you, I'll try to say something nice for you."

Sylvia: "...???"

First, she was forced to buy and sell games to let her play games, and now she said such brazen words, Sylvia is really knowledgeable.

"So, this game, does Sylvia play it?"

"How many believers would it take to fill this bottle?"

Sylvia didn't want to start a terrible "game" casually, so she had to ask clearly.

"This is about one-third of the mainland's population, right?"

Now all the wise creatures in the continent can roughly divide their beliefs into three parts, one third believes in light, one third believes in darkness, and the other third is relatively messy, and they believe in all kinds of gods.

One third of the words, that is to say, she has to dig up all the believers of the Church of Light!

What inhumane mission is this? Impossible game!

Sylvia opened her mouth slightly, but she couldn't say what she refused.

Who knew that Lan Yinlai said directly, "Isn't Sylvia still talented in the dark? And the talent is not low, maybe she can become the saint of the dark religion?"

"Does this make the game much easier?"

The words "As expected" flashed in Sylvia's mind. This space belonged to Lan Yinlai. Although he was only a touch of consciousness, it was not surprising that he could see through his soul.

"What if I can't finish the game?"

"It won't matter, Sylvia is so cute, I'm so willing to punish you."

"hehe."

The corner of Sylvia's mouth twitched, "One more question, whose only grain of sand at the bottom of the bottle belongs?"

Didn't you even think about what God was? Where do believers come from?

Lan Yinlai's eyes seemed to be looking at a fool, "Of course it's my own."

"I believe in myself, is there anything wrong?"

No, just be happy.

Sylvia knew that this game was very dangerous, but there was a **** heart in her heart.

The answer to go home, she really wants it!

[Additional task: God's game, completion reward: an answer. 】