"Excuse me, what do you think of the gods?" Vera stared at Richard with burning eyes.

"To be honest, I don't believe that there are gods in this world. The lord tapped his fingertips on the table, and his tone unconsciously carried a little disdain, "If you can't find even one person who has seen a god or a miracle, I really don't know what to admit it." ”

Until today, if he dared to preach atheism, no country would tolerate him, and the rest of his life would be spent in endless hunts by the Inquisition, until the blasphemy was washed away with his life and blood.

But now that we are in the new world, the sky is high and the Pope is far away, so it doesn't matter. Although there is a nun of the Holy Light Church in front of her, if you really want to be strong, strong and weak on the other, who will judge who will be as obvious as the lice on the bald head.

But once again, it turned out to be foolish to speculate on people from a preconceived position, because Vera's response was far more than Richard had previously expected.

"Yes, you're right, God has never been here, never. Therefore, even as a prayer nun, sometimes a terrible thought inevitably flashes through my heart: does the Holy Light God really exist? Above the incomprehensible firmament, there are really gods looking down on the earth, and there are really angels who accept souls?"

"Huh. The lord really didn't expect that he would actually run into a rebellious nun, but he still nodded in approval, "It's a good thing that you can have such doubtful thoughts. ”

"I fully believe in the Holy Light. Berner pulled out the Cross of Light from his collar and placed it on his forehead, "But your skepticism is understandable, after all, it's always easier for people to believe what they see. But I still have to say that this idea is a bit too superficial. ”

"But you have to admit that God has always been very ethereal, right? ”

"That's for sure. Richard wondered if it weren't for the fact that the gods had not shown their faces, there would have been no need to fight so many religious wars between the three great powers. Directly the two sides of the main god of the lower realm fight, whoever wins and who preaches will not be over.

Bernard was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't refute it, so he nodded reluctantly.

"But the Tiger Spirit believes that 'God's approval' is a condition for opening the passage to the other side. For them, the existence of God does not seem to be ethereal, but very concrete. Vera became more and more agitated the more she spoke, taking a deep breath and trying to calm herself down, but to no avail.

"Maybe in this new world, the gods have indeed shown traces, not just legends! It is precisely because the tiger spirits have seen and even touched the gods that they are so sure!"

"Oh, so what. The lord stretched out his little thumb and plucked his ear out in boredom.

"Maybe here, we can find traces of the existence of the Holy Light God!"

Richard laughed dumbly.

Vera had questioned the existence of God before, but he was quite relieved, and he felt that he was not alone. I didn't want to question it, but I didn't give up at all, but tried to find God, I don't know whether to say it's pious or stupid.

"Wake up, even if there is a god, it may not be your holy light god. If you find the Ice and Snow Goddess in the end, then you will be a sinner of the Holy Light Church. The lord said.

"But the true God is the only one!" Vera did not back down.

"Come on, the one who claims to be God is not necessarily the true God. Richard scoffed.

"Your arrogance will hurt you one day. ”

Vera shook her head, leaving with an infinite look of pity as she left, probably the lost lamb of the Lord of Alpine Castle seemed to her to be particularly incorrigible.

Berner hesitated for a moment, then suddenly yawned very pompously, and muttered as he got up and went back to his room.

So Richard was the only one left in the courtyard, watching the moon turn into three shadows. He bought a barrel of ale and drank it two rounds by himself, vaguely remembering that he had just come down to do something, but he couldn't remember anything.

"What was I going to do?" the lord scratched his head, hoping that the moon would give him an answer.

"Take a bath. ”

Long Jing had been carried in Richard's pocket, and a translucent dark blue dragon soul floated out slowly.

"Forget it, don't wash it. "Richard

"Your Excellency," said Thutmose, rolling greedily in the moonlight, enjoying the comfortable shade, "I wonder if you have noticed that the so-called tiger spirit seems to be a kind of beast spirit. ”

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu is not a stupid egg, of course he has already seen it. Richard rolled his eyes, "Say what you want to say directly, don't leave half a sentence to grind and chirp!"

"My lord, I wonder if there is such a possibility-after the collapse of the Elven Empire, the Beast Elves and Pure-Blood Elves escaped to this world through the spatial rift to continue to multiply, and the god in the mouth of the Beast Elves is likely to be the superior Elf royal family. Thutmose said cautiously.

"Sounds interesting, why do you say that?" said Richard, holding his chin with interest.

"The beast elves are obviously not bad at elemental talent, but they don't know magic, and it is likely that the superior elves deliberately block their knowledge. In this way, those high-ranking elven mages with outstanding strength are no different from gods to ordinary people. If there is an uninterrupted slave education for generations, it is not uncommon for them to be worshipped as gods by the beast elves, after all, they don't look very smart. ”

"No way. The lord categorically vetoed, and seeing that Thutmose didn't seem to understand, he said patiently: "Have you noticed that they have the custom of cutting off their ears? ”

"Just imagine, if they regard the superior elves as gods, how can they dislike their ears that are exactly the same as the elves? This is not logical at all, you don't see what conditions the Tiger Spirit Tribe have, it's very simple, cutting off the ears is not a joke, and the wound infection may kill people. ”

Looking at Thutmose nodded dumbfounded, as if he didn't understand.

The lord rolled his eyes, and finally couldn't bear his impatience and explained two more sentences: "Nine times out of ten, the beast elves have broken with the pure-blood elves, so they will set up another stove for themselves called the spirit of the beast." ”

"For ...... Why?" Thutmose suddenly found that this muscular little country lord did not seem to be as easy to fool as he imagined.

"Just remember one sentence—" Richard picked up the barrel with one hand, threw his head up, wiped his mouth, and said, "No matter how close a race was before, once there is a de facto split, it will inevitably strive to maintain independence in all aspects, which is the common characteristic of all intelligent life. ”

Thutmose nodded in confusion, actually confused.

"They call themselves wild spirits, and by cutting off their pointed ears, they are clearly trying to get rid of the elves as their mother. We know that the tiger spirit is not a beast spirit, and they know it in the upper echelons of their own nine times out of ten, but if they know it, they will still call it that. ”

Thutmose's little eyes were rolling in his sockets, and he didn't know what he was thinking.