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The water boat unique to the imperial capital, the Protector Mage Tower in the Central District, and the Four Seasons Garden, which is a must-visit for tourists.

They left laughter and laughter all over the imperial capital, and a few tired people sat on the benches in the square eating delicious food, watching the people in new clothes with their children, their faces were full of happiness and expectation.

"How do I feel that the people here are happier than ever?" said Vivien Leigh, bewildered, biting into a fluffy crepe, "It's not a wealthy area, but everyone seems to have a satisfied smile on their faces." ”

As Vivien Leigh said, after coming out of the Four Seasons Garden, they were already far from the heart of the imperial capital. Although the area radiating around this square is not a slum, it is also far less prosperous than areas such as commercial streets.

But strangely enough, the people here have a strong sense of happiness.

"That's probably because of that. Claire pointed to the spired houses not far away.

A few people subconsciously looked over there, only to notice a strange house at the edge of the square.

It is strange because the architecture of this house is very different from that of San Lorenzo. It has the shape of a garden, but when it reaches the top of the building, it closes like a vase and forms a streamlined line, revealing a silver spire at the top.

Not only that, the whole building is covered with green vines, and the stone steps in front of the door are not as regular as the rest of the buildings, but one in the east and one in the west, and all kinds of flowers and plants that still bloom tenaciously in the winter grow in the gaps, which looks as fresh and charming as a building in the bottom of a deep valley.

"I've never seen this style of architecture. Vivien Leigh's eyes lit up, "What's that?"

"It's an elven temple!" Vivien quickly answered her doubts, "Because the north doesn't revere elven goddesses, this kind of architectural style is rare in the north. ”

Charlotte stroked Vivian's long hair in praise of her, and the long black girl squinted her eyes like a cat with a cute expression.

"Elven Temple...... Is that the temple of Her Majesty Yvette Ophelix, the gentle big sister?" Fei Wenli squinted her eyes with a look of remembrance, "Now that I think about it, the adventures of the ten years old were really full of dreams! We actually joined forces with the gods to resist the danger of annihilation!"

The next generation was confused, and Lolita was curious to ask, only to see Vivien Leigh toss the paper bag wrapped in crepes into the trash and clapped her hands.

"Let's go, the last stop of the adventure is the Elven Temple!"

Vivien and the others responded to the call and got up, only to see Charlotte and Claire sitting firmly on the bench, not moving.

Vivien Leigh squinted and looked at Charlotte with dissatisfaction.

"I'll forget it, I'm a true untrustworthy. And to be honest, I don't think that she is still the gentle, calm elven queen of the past, she is a high god, no longer a mortal. Charlotte waved her hand and refused.

"I'm not preaching to you!I'm just curious about this kind of natural architecture!" said Vivien Leigh, pouting, pulling Charlotte and Claire from left to right, and undeniably dragging them into the temple.

Charlotte had assumed that the priests and nuns in the temple were all elves, but it was clear that he had guessed wrong. The human priests in the temple were in the majority, and they were not like the priests of the other temples, who were eager to introduce the teachings as soon as they saw a stranger.

Instead, like a volunteer in the community, he nodded and greeted a few people with a kind smile on his face, and then went about his own work.

Yvette is a powerful god in charge of nature, war, and art, and the main god of the elves. When it comes to divine power, she properly belongs to the top level.

However, her temple was not as grand as she had imagined, and the moment they entered the temple, several people almost mistakenly thought that they had arrived in a forest hut.

The main hall of the shrine is only a few hundred square meters in size, and the warm-colored wooden structure has a unique fragrance of plants and trees. Stubborn flowers and plants sprouted up on the wooden walls, and the priests tended them so carefully that they spread throughout the main hall.

It looks even more beautiful than the Four Seasons Garden of the Imperial Capital.

In the center are rows of wooden chairs, a simple square table sits in front of a wreath-held statue of the goddess, a priest preaches Yvette's teachings, and parents with children sit on benches with their hands folded and prayer with their eyes closed.

In order not to make themselves look so special, several people also made prayer gestures.

After a few minutes of silent prayer, Vivien Lily opened her eyes and whispered to Charlotte, "I have made a wish to Her Majesty Yvette that the north will have a good harvest every year." What do you wish to Your Majesty?"

Charlotte quietly glanced at the sacred statue carved from sandalwood, and said with a chuckle, "May Her Royal Highness my princess always be beautiful and happy!"

"What a pleasing scoundrel!" said Vivien Leigh smacked Charlotte lightly, and quickly turned her head and smiled happily.

Charlotte didn't pray at all.

The moment you mention the true name of a god, the god who is far away in the kingdom of God will feel it. So, in general, cautious casters try to avoid mentioning gods by name.

For example, the moment Vivien Leigh's name was mentioned during her prayer, Charlotte vaguely felt that the sandalwood statue looked at Vivien Leigh as if it had come to life.

That may have been a delusion, but it was more likely that Yvette had noticed Vivien Leigh through the idol.

Charlotte speculated that the possibility that Vivien Leigh was the reincarnation of Eleni should not have been known to the gods. But as a direct descendant of the Clayderman family, it is only natural that he will be treated differently by the gods.

So never believe in the nonsense that gods are just and fair, although they are indeed the agents of the rules, gradually replacing the high-end existence of human nature with divinity. But in any case, the first instinct of life remains.

That is the survival instinct to develop believers and expand one's own abilities! Therefore, a commoner and a king are in the eyes of the gods as beings of very different status.

The former, even if he is a fanatical believer, can only let the god gain a little bit of faith, while the latter, even if he is an unbeliever, as long as he shows respect for the god, can make the god gain countless beliefs in a country.

As a direct descendant of Clayderman, he can become the chosen person of that god almost immediately if he declares his faith. But Charlotte didn't want to be treated with such a glorious treatment that was so reverent to mortals!

His secrets, the other soul that may exist in his body, his countless attempts to reset time and space, and his actions to tamper with history have touched the most fundamental interests of the gods. Charlotte would not even be willing to enter the sanctuary of any god for the rest of her life, unless necessary.

Thinking of this, Charlotte whispered a little unnaturally, "I've seen it, let's leave first, after all, our behavior may disturb the prayers of those devout believers." ”

Fei Wenli nodded, and a few people were about to turn around and leave, but they saw Lolita and Elle, the deadly Lori, waving in front of them, and they made a shushing gesture, and then walked through the beaded curtain on the side of the hall, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Charlotte let out a low 'damn it', and Claire, who was pretending to pray, opened her eyes and shook her head at him.

"You can probably understand the mood of your parents back then, right?"

"Shut up. Charlotte first scolded dissatisfiedly, and then quickly muttered, "What two bear children!"

Forced to try not to attract the attention of the priests, they followed through the beaded curtain to the backyard of the temple.