Standing in the alien space and witnessing this scene, the white dragon Simpson had a complicated gaze: "Then Your Excellency Aureliso, may I ask one last question, who is standing here?" ”

"Harvey Adrian, the remnants of the humanity of the old gods, why wonder? What you see is also one of the differences named Harvey Adrian, the points of divergence that led to the birth of the old god, and the point of divergence that was reset because of the choice of the old god, as if it never happened, but the birth of the old god cannot be denied. ”

Aureliso straightened the collar of his suit: "Hehe, it's better to have a spectator to share and witness the birth of a miracle than an old man nagging, so explain it here, I need to go back and sort out the intelligence information I got from this witness." ”

"By the way, as the ticket price of the seat, in the future, I will trouble you to repay the favor to Harvey Adrian on my behalf, and you should also benefit from witnessing this miracle, Lord Simpson."

The white dragon Simpson nodded slowly, first of all, it owed Oreliso a favor, if it wasn't for Oreliso, it wouldn't even be qualified to enter that space, and secondly, Aureliso and the white dragon Simpson owed Harvey a favor in every sense, in ancient times, all the ancient gods would be born around the place where the ancient gods lived.

The same is true of the birth of the nameless god just now, in a sense, the white dragon Simpson and Aurelisus have become the subordinates of the newly born old gods, and the cognitive field has changed dramatically, but the old god is biased towards observation, between existence and non-existence, and the subordinate relationship is impossible to talk about, so the white dragon Simpson and Aureliso need to give the cause of everything, that is, Harvey.

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The next day, it was business as usual, even though most of Norton saw the pillar of light descending from the starry sky, no newspaper dared to report on it, people talked about it in private, and all kinds of information was sent to different organizations through different intelligence networks.

Harvey came out of the Mage's Tower, and couldn't check what had happened to his body after a night of tossing, Harvey was still haunted by what happened last night, last night Harvey used the magic array to easily kill the church's Joan of Arc, very smoothly, without any obstacles, there was nearly a second of unconscious time in the middle of what to say, Harvey didn't know what happened during that time.

Now that the matter is over and the research is not famous, Harvey has no choice but to give up.

Putting on his suit, Harvey walked to the restaurant on the next floor and was still thinking about what Shirley would prepare for breakfast today, as soon as his right foot stepped into the door, Harvey's body stiffened, and he looked at a little girl sitting at the table in disbelief, a very, very cute little girl.

The little girl with long silver hair stood upright, her appearance was delicate and cute, and her pale golden eyes were also full of vigilance and hostility the moment she saw Harvey, and she jumped down from the table and hid behind Shirley, who was holding bread. The petite and delicate body is still wearing a well-fitting black evening dress, except for the difference in the eyes, it is completely the infant version of Joan of Arc that Harvey met yesterday.

In an instant, Harvey had the urge to cast a spell to kill the little girl on the spot, moved his lips and sensed that the little girl was just hiding timidly, and finally pressed it down, and asked quietly: "Shirley, who is she?" ”

"She? The one I found at the door this morning, asleep against the wall, it should be a noble lady, who brought her back because she couldn't bear to see her sleeping on the side of the road. Shirley put down the bread in her hand, rubbed Joan of Arc's little head and smiled softly.

The corners of Harvey's mouth twitched, no wonder she could enter the mansion, Shirley had some authority to the magic array, if she brought someone in from the main entrance, that person would not be considered an intruder.

Harvey rubbed his eyebrows, sat down, stared at the little girl and asked softly, "So, what are you doing here?" I'm some, no, surprised you're still here. ”

Harvey was sure he had killed her all yesterday, the kind of scum he didn't even have.

Feeling the abnormality of Harvey's tone, Diana, who was sitting on the side biting bread, stopped her movements and looked at Joan of Arc, although she didn't know what happened yesterday, but there was such a big movement, it was difficult not to notice, and after Harvey went back yesterday, he just hurriedly explained a few words and plunged into the research room.

"I'm not that guy!" Joan of Arc pouted.

"Who are you?"

"Joan of Arc!"

Harvey's face darkened even more when he looked at the cute appearance of Joan of Arc's righteous words.

Joan of Arc, who was hiding behind Shirley, didn't show up, and said crisply: "I'm Joan of Arc, but it's not Joan of Arc last night!" Rest assured, I'm not as impulsive as Joan of Arc, at least not hostile to you for now, um~ provided that you thank me well, and then as a priest, I am obligated to spy on you. ”

"I see." Harvey smiled, stood up and walked behind Shirley, picked up the collar of Joan of Arc's evening dress, and walked all the way to the door despite her struggles and threw it out.

Harvey clapped his hands: "Although I don't know what happened to you, love will go wherever you go!" I'm not in the mood for an enemy at home! ”

Joan of Arc, who fell to the ground in embarrassment, rubbed her little buttocks, grimaced at Harvey and said angrily, "Humph! I think so too! I don't need someone like you to take care of me yet, and when I regain my strength, I'll burn you at the stake!" ”

Hearing the word burner, Harvey's heart suddenly stirred, there was a deep taboo about this word, Tie Qing faced and forcibly endured the plan to kill Joan of Arc on the spot, and closed the door of the mansion with a long sigh of relief.

Harvey was becoming more and more sure that something must have happened yesterday that he didn't know.

The expelled Joan of Arc walked to the corner with tears in her eyes, curled up on her knees, and muttered with sobs: "For... Why can't humans understand each other..."

A light blue came out from the back of the stone pillar of the mansion, and Lily hid behind the stone pillar to observe Joan of Arc curiously, and when she saw her pitiful appearance of constantly wiping her tears, she hesitated for a while, and walked over to hug Joan of Arc and comforted her awkwardly.

Harvey, who returned to the house, paused, sighed, and continued back inside.

"Master, what's going on? Do you know Joan of Arc? Shirley trotted over with the hem of the maid's long skirt in both hands, nervously clutching her hands and asking hurriedly.

"She is the saint of the church."

Diana asked with a solemn face, "Harvey, are you sure she is the saint of the church?" In that case..."

Harvey's tone revealed an irritation: "What should have happened happened last night, I also think it was solved last night, it doesn't seem to be there yet, it's not clear what happened to her for the time being, all in all, it's a tricky question, I'll go and ask someone else about this matter, and try not to have too much contact with her before I don't have an answer." ”

Harvey had the best person to ask for advice in his heart, the White Dragon Simpson, a dragon creature that had lived for thousands of years more knowledgeable than most of the Magic Guild's spellcasters, and it might explain what Harvey had experienced last night and the anomaly in Joan of Arc.