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Looking at the statue from the pond, the statue holding the sword is posing, and it is the same as when the god of life was not a god.

These statues and things like that always need to be both directional and slightly obscure, and the face of God cannot be seen, so that the face is not like the real God of life.

With him himself, it is as if he has been split and reorganized, one is a strong body reshaped after becoming a god according to his preferences, and the other is a strong man's appearance imposed on the thin body according to the aesthetics of the world, and the two, no matter which one, give people a strange and awkward appearance.

Should I say that it is still original?

As if sensing his gaze, a light came out of the statue's eyes, and the next moment, the Holy Son, who was shrouded by that real gaze, changed his position out of thin air, because of the stubbornness of the gods, and fell directly on top of him, "Fez, are you fascinated by me?

The jokes full of bad taste have never changed, and this man, as bad as ever.

The Holy Son stood up, didn't even have time to tidy up his clothes, brushed his sleeves away, and didn't give the gods a single bit of the corner of his eyes, which was obviously not respectful, but the gods didn't blame him, but laughed, as if all he had just done was to see his face change at the moment.

As a holy son, you can always be very idle if you want to be free, and if you want to be busy, there are also many things to do.

The temple of the god of life stands there, and many people will come and go there frequently every day, there is no pope, the Son is in charge of the affairs of the temple, since it is in charge, the specific ones of this part of the affairs can be divided, as long as you take a look at it when you finally review it, because this country protected by the gods has always been peaceful, if it is a corner of paradise, so the affairs of being able to go to the temple are some daily trivialities, and it is okay not to look at it.

Sitting at the table, some documents had been neatly stacked on the left-hand side, and the Holy Son opened them at random and flipped through them, focusing on three purposes, cultivating spiritual power, and watching the scene outside the temple.

There were two more steps in front of the pillar, and below the two steps, some people were receiving the water of life distributed by the temple. There is a pool in the temple, and the rune circle inside, with the permission of the gods, can transform a part of the power of faith into water of life that is beneficial to life.

The colorless and odorless eaux-de-vie are presented in beautiful glass bottles, a small bottle as thick as a finger, much like the delicate perfume samples of ladies, and it can only be drunk in a sip amount, which can prevent some diseases and enhance a certain resistance to diseases.

If a normal person is sick or injured, he will not be cured without medicine after drinking, but will only make his vitality stronger, and he can persist until he finds a better pharmacist or better medicine to treat him.

Similar to the effect of adding blood, temporarily prolonging life, if there is enough potion, a person who has lost blood while drinking while waiting for the blood to coagulate, it can be regarded as a "curative" effect.

The competitiveness of this effect is very Buddhist, and the effect of the holy water of the Temple of Light is immediate, but because this country is a country of dependents of the god of life, there are almost no other shrines here to pray and worship, even if it is not mandatory to believe in the god of life, but most of the people here almost believe in the god of life.

It's also a kind of monopoly of faith.

"Camille, my child, from now on, go and serve the gods. ”

The tearful woman pushed a shawl-haired boy forward, and before the boy could react, she turned and sped into the crowd, scurrying away like a rabbit and disappearing without a trace.

The boy was a little stunned, and looked back slowly, even if the people around him gave way to her because of the woman's sudden move, but at this moment, the passage gradually became unclear, and a person, like an obstacle, blocked the way out of the maze.

Straight up, the woman could no longer be seen.

"What's your name?"

There are attendants in the temple, many of whom are the people who followed the king or the descendants of those people, the younger ones are the attendants, and the older ones are in charge of some management matters, and they will pass on the position from generation to generation.

The attendant, who was already in charge of distributing the water of life, was alarmed by such a change, and when he reacted, he saw a boy who turned his head again, a little stunned.

"Don't be afraid, child, what's your name?"

The attendant softened his voice, the kingdom of the dependents of the god of life is not allowed to kill life, and many people who don't want to raise children will abandon them, and abandoning the child in the temple is a routine operation.

When it is cold, in order to prevent the children who are placed on the ground outside from freezing to death, the temple will also set up a waiting room not far from the door, so that when there are many people during the day, it is convenient for those who come to the temple to brush the water of life according to their daily life to escape the cold wind, and the waiting room becomes the only warm residence for the children at night.

Babies who can't speak are just that, and some of the independent children who choose to be homeless will also squeeze in the waiting room at night when there is no good place to live, spend the night peacefully and then leave before dawn.

But this is also a benefit only for the street child in the neighborhood, and if he has the physical strength to travel back and forth in the beggar neighborhood, he may also find other places to live more easily.

It can't always save everyone.

Mu Ran's boy seemed to have accepted his fate of being abandoned, his eyes were very dark, reflecting the light from the outside, looking like a doll, and the skin on his thin little face was white and glowing, and he looked like a good complexion that only he didn't go out often.

"Poor child. ”

The attendant couldn't ask, but he still stretched out his hand, took the boy's arm, and led him inside, "Come, go find a place to stay inside, maybe you'll tell us your story after a hot drink." ”

A seven- or eight-year-old child is already half an adult, and it is impossible not to know many things, and if he is willing to say it, maybe there is a chance to go back.

The Temple of Life will also do some things to help the needy, most of the mainstream and decent temples in this world will buy people's hearts like this, and the expenditure of some help to the weak is far less than the donations of the big people to the temple, and the person who uses wealth to win the favor of the gods is not one.

Because mortals can become gods, or that every god was a mortal before them, most people default to their seven emotions and six desires that are connected to mortals, and mortals, how many people don't love money?

It is said that during the time of the previous god of life, there was a world-famous wealthy merchant who was unwilling to die and donated all his wealth to the god of life in exchange for the extension of his life.

As a result, outsiders didn't dare to say it, and only praised the first part of the story, envying the good fortune of the rich merchant, but they didn't know that in the second half of the story, both the rich merchant and the god of life paid the price.

It seems to be a very simple thing to continue a person's life, from the moment they become gods, mortals seem to be ants that can be rubbed at will between applause, but don't forget that the gods in this world are complex, and it is not only the different interests between them that restrict the gods, but also the rules above them.

Who can say that the disqualification of the God of life has nothing to do with it?

The god is disqualified, along with his dependents...

"Camille, is your name Camille?"

The boy was reversed and replaced by another attendant, who pulled him and asked in a softer voice, apparently what had happened at the temple door had reached the back.

There was no response, the boy did not speak, as if he had lost his ability to speak, and the attendant took him to the doctor for examination, and the result was that there was nothing wrong with the organs, he just did not want to speak, not that he could not speak.

For mental or psychological diseases, there is no better way now, or those better ways are not yet the turn of a mortal, all mortal difficulties are very simple for the gods, but a mortal does not have the value of asking the gods to help.

There are so many joys and sorrows in the world, and an orphan abandoned by his mother doesn't deserve too much attention, but I don't know why, I always care a little inexplicably.

The bangs in front of Camille's forehead were a little long, and the attendant trimmed him slightly, only to find that this was a very cute child, with a pair of big eyes and a straight nose bridge, even if he was a young child, but he could make people reverie his heroic appearance when he grew up, and it was the appearance of a standard righteous knight.

"Hey, where did this kid come from, he looks like a good seedling. ”

The captain of the guard belonging to the temple passed by the garden, and when he saw the well-behaved child, he couldn't help but smile and praise, and his slightly thick voice increased his presence, and for a while, all eyes in the garden seemed to look over.

The boy sitting upright in the middle of the bench under the veranda with the vines hanging from the vines did not look up, maintaining the posture that the attendant had asked him to make, and letting his head envelop the other man's scissors in a position that was easy to trim.

Often, only when the tip of the scissors passed in front of his eyes, he would stare nervously, and there would be some rare look in his eyes, not fear, but vigilance.

"The one who stayed today seems to be called Camille, and I don't know what's wrong, so I haven't spoken. "The squire knows the captain of the guard, although he doesn't want to admit it, but this is also a serious oath knight, with a different rudeness from other knights from noble children, it seems to come from a small place, and if you are lucky, you can become a knight step by step, it is really very lucky.

"Camille, boys can't be so dull, you're boys—— huh-" The captain of the guard stepped forward and slapped the boy on the back, and the other party leaned forward, and his consciousness was well relieved of most of his strength, and the captain of the guard who found this had an interest in his eyes, and slapped again, this time, his movements sped up a little, and the boy's reaction speed increased accordingly, and again, some of his strength was removed.

On a whim, he was about to shoot for the third time, but was stopped by the attendant: "What are you doing!"

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, this kid is really a good seedling!"

Compared with his first sentence, this sentence is obviously much more sincere, not the kind of praise that is not distracted.

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