Manpower!

Although they had been allowed to screen the undead, all members, including Charlotte, were reluctant to recruit. I'm tired, but I'm steady.

Standing at the junction of life and death, Charlotte gradually has a sense of detachment looking down on life and death. Dealing with things that only gods can handle all the time, makes her feel like she has become a god too.

The Grand Wizard gave them the authority that only the gods could have, and it had to be firmly grasped no matter what. She could complain, but she didn't dare to let go of the authority she had. Whether you have the ability to take charge or not, you must do your best to persevere.

Ambition has always been there, especially after regaining some of the strength and memories of the past. It is precisely because of this that she does not dare to show anything unusual.

The more you know, the less guts you have. And she is also very glad that she is not a bold person in that memory.

I thought it was all just Bran's temptation, but now I realize that I was completely wrong. The Great Wizard really doesn't care, and that's what scares people.

From the bottom of her heart, she was grateful to Bran, no matter who she was. It can be said that if she hadn't met Bran, her fate would be worrying. It was Bran – who made her who she is today.

She misses her simple self a little, the little girl who still holds a grudge against her family. Sometimes it's good to have no heart and lungs, at least to be able to have real happiness.

But now, it's no longer possible......

In my memory, the sea of magic is so vast, and I thought it would take a long, long time to re-touch it. But she knew that all she had to do was go through the back door of the judgment hall. Her tributaries are mixed up among the many tributaries that flow out of the rainbow to form a majestic waterfall that cascades down.

What really awed Charlotte was the carelessness shown by the Grand Wizard. The scene in the garden is like a random graffiti that is not worth mentioning.

Those distant memories told her that if she wanted to stay here, stay by the side of the Great Wizard, she had to take on the corresponding responsibilities.

The portal, in and out of no one can get around it. It stands to reason that guarding a gateway is a very easy and very important job. But the plan never changed quickly, and she couldn't stay idle forever......

"Cycle—"

Charlotte ran up to Saja and groaned weakly, which immediately attracted Saja's eyes.

"Don't talk to me about loops, it just makes me despair. ”

"We can change jobs, after all, my title of adjutant is still there. ”

"Go! There's a bunch of sorted ones over there, take them away. ”

Charlotte waved her hand, "Save some more, let me rest first." By the way, you don't have to work so hard, do you? You don't have a few dog stuff like me, and you can't understand people. ”

Saga hissed, "How do you speak?"

"It's too tiring and too annoying. You know, I didn't mean that. ”

Saga shook her head, "It's all my family, how can I watch them tired, and I can share some of them." ”

Charlotte glanced around, and found that there was no one around, and continued: "I'll watch for you, you help me send these undead over, and rest under the rainbow for a while by the way." ”

Saja looked up in the direction of the rainbow, but the fog blocked her vision. Without entering the garden, you can't see the view there at all.

"Like you said, save some more. Saga smiled, "Il, they're going to be jealous again." ”

......

Il wasn't really jealous of such a thing, as Saja had guessed. The occasional emotion is just a spice. And she believes that suffering and tiredness are only temporary.

The Netherworld is not a dead thing, it is alive and has been quietly learning and changing. As they struggled to adapt to the Netherworld's environment, the Netherworld adapted to them.

If it weren't for the influx of the souls in the enlightenment, they wouldn't be as busy as they are now.

The magic of ink flows slowly, and gradually takes on various forms under various needs. Il believes that it won't be long before magic can do a lot of work on its own. These people only need to bear the responsibility of supervision to prevent some accidents.

So she, like other white-robed wizards, worked in a state of hope, and didn't feel how difficult life was.

Charlotte has something on her mind, and they are all aware of it. In fact, several wizards who gained power on the expedition ten years ago have more or less similar performances.

Ill didn't want to speculate too much about this kind of thing, she just had to follow the great wizard closely. Thinking of this, she quietly glanced back at Mary, who was sitting on a high place.

Il never imagined that an ordinary wizard like her would one day be able to wield the authority that belonged to the gods. Even a little bit of authority is satisfied.

Charlotte and Saja may not feel it deeply, or they may have deliberately hidden it, but no matter what, they will firmly grasp the little power that belongs to them. In fact, everyone is like this, standing on the edge of life and death gradually becomes different.

......

Buzz is immersed in his work and oblivious to the things around him.

Although he is not a wizard, he has a deeper sense of the changes in the Netherworld. Nowadays, a lot has changed here, and something strange is happening.

Some are influenced by their work, and some are influenced by the influx of souls.

Every day, I record the deeds of souls in their lifetimes, and I understand more and more the expectations and fantasies of people's hearts. Those who do good hope to receive good rewards, and those who do evil fear unbearable consequences......

As the human heart gradually revealed, the underworld began to change......