Mo Lilin. Jeanne broke out in a cold sweat at the sound in her ears, as a paladin of the Church of Dawn, this sudden voice in her head often represented the beginning of corruption, especially when the owner of the voice could still read the thoughts in her head.

The paladin clenched the sword box containing the [Sword of Radiance] and ignored the voice in her ear, and began to examine herself, wondering if she had done something out of the ordinary recently, or if there was a loophole in her mind that caused her current situation.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be so close to that sword, girl." The unhearable master swirled around Jeanne like a ghost, making the young sword-bearer's mind dizzy.

"Great Lord of the Dawn, please shelter my soul, I am your sword, I am your shield, my mind is indestructible, my soul is pure and unblemished, and those dirty, evil things cannot affect me." The paladin Jeanne fell to her knees on one knee and recited the prayer firmly, trying to clear her brain.

"You see, as an uninvited guest, I have maintained a fair amount of politeness, and I have neither entered your brain, nor have I intended to corrupt your soul." The voice continued to chatter: "Most of the believers who believe in me are chasing me for the truth, or they are begging me for mercy because they have seen the truth of everything, but on the contrary, your gods are always making up stories and lies to reap the existence of faith, isn't it?" ”

"My Lord, thou art the light, thou art the light that enlightens all things, thou art the heat, thou art the heat that warms all beings, the world is light because of thee, and the night is retreated because of thee, and I am bathed in thy light, and therefore fearless." The sword officer's voice gradually became firmer, and the whole person began to emit a faint light: "Now, I want to borrow your light, your heat, to expel evil and drink away darkness!" ”

But all the efforts of the paladin dissipated in the ridicule of that voice, and the light that gathered on Jeanne faded little by little, like the hope in her heart.

"First of all, the light that shines on your world, from the stars above your heads, although I can name ten billion special examples, but for you creatures, this is the truth, the alternation of night and day has nothing to do with your gods, it is caused by the rotation of the planets." The voice said proudly: "I have to say, although your little world is a little imperfect, it is indeed very exquisite. ”

The sword officer kept silent, she closed her eyes and waited for the opportunity, today's dinner was for the lion king, if she dragged on long enough, maybe the strong man who claimed to be comparable to Stannis would be able to detect the anomaly here.

"As I said before, I came with the truth, and you call me the Lord of Sophistry, and your god is full of nonsense, but he is worshipped day and night, and it breaks my heart." The voice was like a poisonous snake, and it got into Jeanne's ears: "Your sword is part of a lie, I warned you, stay away from it, otherwise you will never set foot in your so-called legendary realm in this life, and whether you can live past the age of thirty is a question." ”

Hearing this, the Sword Commander hugged the [Radiant Sword] in her arms even tighter, it was the only thing in this room that made her feel safe.

"What a pitiful, primitive creature with an empty brain, even if I tell you with great mercy that the things in your hands are constantly emitting deadly heat radiation, I'm afraid you won't understand what I'm saying." His voice was full of pity and mockery, and he suddenly ran to Jeanne's other ear and said, "This is the artifact of your god, a small broken nuclear battery, molded into a weapon by mortals with ignorance and fearlessness. ”

Mo Lilin. Jeanne admits that she did not refuse to understand this passage because of her piety, but simply because she did not understand it.

At that moment, the sword officer seemed to hear several sounds in the air slapping his head.

"You can go and ask who made this so-called holy relic back then, and what happened to those craftsmen." The voice in the air seemed to rearrange his thoughts: "If you care about the records of the sword commanders of the past dynasties, see what happened to them, whether anyone has broken through the legend, whether someone has died well, the result will definitely surprise you, my little apple." ”

"Or, you can talk to the players around you, who don't seem very smart, but maybe know a little more than you, hahahaha......" The voice grew quieter, leaving only a series of eerie laughs.

Just as the paladin Jeanne was concentrating on resisting the corruption, the door of the room suddenly opened, and the female assistant strode into the room: "My God, Jeanne, this is not a prayer room for you, I am not telling you about your faith, but we really don't have time, His Highness Léon's carriage has arrived at the door, we must hurry up!" ”

Jeanne didn't even have time to say a word, and the female assistant took off her original coat three or two, and behind her, six female players walked in with six custom-made dresses, including a set of custom-made light armor mixed in.

"I don't know if His Highness Leon is coming in armor or dress, my God, you guys are too hard to guess." The female assistant looked embarrassed, and commanded several makeup artists to surround Jeanne and start working: "But the pale yellow color matches the color of the hall very well, and it can also highlight the tone of the Dawn Church, in this case this is the most suitable choice!" ”

The female assistant snapped her fingers, and the female player in the pale yellow dress immediately began to remove the pins that held the dress in place.

"Jeanne, Jeanne!" The female assistant looked at the paladin who was obviously distracted, and had to be a little louder to attract the other party's attention: "Your face is a little pale, is there something uncomfortable?" Why are you sweating so much? ”

While telling the makeup artist to pay attention to the color adjustment of the primer, the female assistant took out a silk scarf and carefully wiped the sweat from Jeanna's forehead and the back of her neck.

"Beyoncé, can you tell me what a nuclear battery is, and what radiation is?" Jeanne asked, gathering her thoughts.

Her voice was a little hoarse, and Jeanne knew that once she asked this question, it meant that she had invisibly believed the voice's words, and once she had doubts, her loyalty to the church would inevitably be flawed.

But she still asked cautiously, because she did have doubts in her heart.

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