First send and then change~

Mo Lilin felt that she would never forget the deep eyes of the man, and the silent march of him with his pistol in one hand, his forehead on the tip of the knight's spear, countless mortals standing behind him with torches held high, the same silence, only the sound of breathing and the sound of raindrops falling in the crowd.

The man stepped forward boldly, as if emitting an invisible light, so dazzling, so fearless, that the extraordinary knights kept retreating like clowns, and it was difficult for them to make such difficult and uniform movements for the well-trained war horses under their crotches.

Although the Gallic Emperor had given the order to kill all the mob, that night, on that street, the knights were driven back step by step by a mortal who was not even a transcendent.

Along with him was the authority of the entire Transcendental Force, and Morilin, who was standing in the tower at the time, witnessed this happening, and then arranged for William Morris to leave the Night City with an airship.

It's just that no one expected that just a few hours later, the Chaos worshippers in the crowd would have caused several chaos erosion events one after another, and successfully opened the door to Chaos, if it weren't for the several legions that were mobilized to quell the rebellion to blockade Paris in time, the Gallic Empire would probably follow in the footsteps of the Ottoman Empire.

Even so, the Gallic Empire was divided into Upper Gaul and Lower Gaul due to the unexpected death of the old emperor, controlled by two princes and their respective supporters, and it is worth mentioning that the Gallic prince who had been madly pursuing Morlilyn was now the legitimate emperor of Lower Gaul.

It is ridiculous to say that the two princes rebelled, but they all called themselves the legitimate emperors of the Gallic Empire, and now the two sides have mobilized their own troops and horses, centered on the ruins of Paris, and engaged in an armed confrontation while blockading.

The young sword-wielding officer stepped out of the ornate carriage inlaid with the emblem of the sun in the Church of Dawn, looking at the bright lights in front of him, but his thoughts were all on the man who was far away and now did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Would he have succeeded if it hadn't been for the emergence of Chaos Erosion? If he really succeeds, is it good or bad for the world?

While immersed in her own world, Morilin walked into the banquet hall with graceful steps under the guidance of William Morris employees.

As the leading figure of the Dawn Church today, Mo Lilin. Jeanne suddenly became the center of everyone, with a tall figure, exquisite face, and a lot of strength, and an unattainable identity, such a woman meets the fantasy of most male players for the dream lover, not to mention that she is still an aborigine, this identity has suddenly turned the original unattainable identity into a fruit that many people can get for pitchers.

Although players who think this way also know that their fantasy may always be just a fantasy, but the superiority from their identity that they are players and the other party is an aboriginal makes them reluctant to wake up from their dreams, which also invisibly exacerbates the fermentation of Mo Lilin's popularity.

All this is in the calculations of William Morris, from the very beginning of the packaging and promotion of Mo Lilin, they began to work hard, in this regard, they are familiar with the road, which is compared to creating an otaku god in the real world, just a change of background, the direction of the routine has not changed at all.

Of course, they also put in a lot of effort, God knows how much effort these players put into trying to persuade Mo Lilin to put on makeup and change her dressing style, you must know that they are just a group of weak chickens with an average level of less than four, and the protagonist they want to persuade is a paladin with an equal diameter of no less than fifteen.

Despite all the efforts, when they saw Mo Lilin entering, the attention of everyone in the banquet hall was attracted, and they still showed a gratifying smile, as long as this brand does not fall, in this world, those who want to create a personal brand, they William Morris Company is the best choice!

"Jeanne, don't stop, keep your pace, pay attention to your posture, your smile was a little stiff just now, now, 1, 2, 3, turn your head and look at the audience to the right, laugh!" Behind the sword officer, a model with eight years of catwalk experience followed closely and gave an order in a low voice: "Okay, you laugh enough, don't give them the impression that you are a good hook-up girl, frown slightly, pretend to see someone who makes you unhappy, the reporters will take pictures, and then tomorrow the entertainment section of the news will attract people's attention, so as to keep your heat hot, remember, if your name disappears in a life for three days, your influence on him will be weakened by a level, good." , you're in great shape today! ”

Mo Lilin. Like a marionette, Jeanne completed a catwalk under the guidance of the woman behind her, and without any contact with each other, she walked straight into a lounge deep in the ballroom, where she would remove her armor and change into another, less aggressive outfit for the banquet.

With the Church of Dawn's relationship with the Europa Empire, she is the only guest who has her own lounge here.

The young sword officer wasn't a great performer, but a professional smirk that had developed muscle memory over the past few years, and she didn't even need to be emotionally mobilized to show that perfect smile.

As for the unpleasant expression, there was no need for acting skills, Mo Lilin did not need to pretend to see something unpleasant, there was indeed a person sitting in that direction that made her unpleasant, an envoy from the Lower Gaul Empire, and the last time she saw the man, the other party was like a tail following the equally tiresome prince, chattering.

The main reason why that prince could make a high-ranking paladin feel uneasy was that the other party had too much power now, and if the other party was willing to trade with the entire Lower Gaul faith market and the church, Mo Lilin didn't know what kind of compromises and concessions the church would make.

After all, she is not a legend, and she has been crowned a supernova paladin, and in the past three years, she has spent too much energy on the propaganda of the church, and has barely made any progress in terms of strength.

I'm afraid that in the eyes of many people, he is no longer a supernova, just a vase, right?

Mo Lilin smiled wryly, she remembered the lonely smile that Hedram had when she saw her, and she didn't want to use that smile to remember when she faced her successor one day.

The sword officer glanced at the Sword of Light that was contained in the sword box, and she hoped that she could become an existence admired by all beings like the protagonist of today's banquet, instead of entertaining people like she was now.

"Do you also thirst for strength? Girlish? A voice popped into her ears.