His tone is melodious and his words are precise. Although it was a question, the other party obviously had her information.

Lan Shuying raised her face, her eyes were always in contact with him, without any intention of evading, and replied without humility or arrogance: "It's me." ”

"How did you find out?" Kyle narrowed his eagle eyes.

There was a sudden silence around them, and the silence was uncomfortably.

The bearded man sweated hard for this little girl who had never seen the world.

No one has ever guessed what Master Kyle was thinking, to be precise, no one dared to guess - he was moody, he said words of praise one second, and then cut off people's heads without blinking, this kind of thing has never happened!

Lan Shuying did not answer immediately.

She first considered Kyle's mentality.

This is a very strong heart, there are almost no weaknesses, and she has too little information to judge what this man believes in.

Suppose a normal Paramane resident is here, and the most likely thing to do is to push the answer to the goddess, so that he can show his faith and curry favor with the temple.

Standard sentences such as: "Thanks to the protection and revelation of the goddess, I was able to successfully find the murderer." ”

Lan Shuying didn't, she stared at the other party's eyes, and said frankly and cheerfully: "She gave me poisonous berries, I can smell them, and my sense of smell has always been good." ”

She is neither complacent about discovering the merits of the murderer, nor is she deliberately humbled under the temple sign.

Kyle raised an eyebrow.

In everyone's nervous gaze, he pulled the corners of his mouth slightly and dropped a sentence:

"You, good."

Very good? What does it mean?

Kyle apparently didn't mean to say much, he whipped his hip on the back of his horse and walked away.

……

The crowd dispersed, and most of them followed Kyle's back - he was a strong man, and there were a large number of fans and sisters in the empire, especially around the Holy Capital.

Lan Shuying noticed that Kyle and the people he brought with him didn't even care about Kaja.

He came from the Holy Capital on purpose, just to praise her to her face? She's not so thick-skinned, it's hard to take it all down.

The bearded man pondered and uttered what he thought was the most accurate answer: "Master Kyle is protecting you." There is another half that is not said, which means that the temple has taken over the matter.

He took out his lifelong political literacy to control himself, and he couldn't show joy!

In fact, his heart was already happy.

Master Kyle intervenes, then, soon, the fool who has received bribes from the Gramo family will be unlucky, and the vacated seat will most likely be filled by adults from his faction, and Miss Agatha has shown her talent in public, and has been recognized by Lord Kyle, this time there is even more hope!

There will be dead people in the black room assessment, this is completely that group of stupid and self-righteous nobles are slapping the temple in the face, hmph, they are exploring someone's way.

They will soon regret it.

The bearded man recalls the posture of his idol and raises his chin proudly.

Of course, at this time, he did not expect that this would be confirmed so quickly.

……

The Grammos are finished.

This is the most sensational news in the Holy Capital in recent times.

Guard Officer Kyle personally led the team to complete this bloodbath, stepping on the collapsed head of this behemoth, and the temple was greatly imposed.

Then came the news that King Paramane was sick, and an announcement was made to the people to seek a famous doctor, and it was said that he was so sick that he could not get out of bed for three days.

When Dorjee came back from outside, he was a little worried, and he even thought of Agatha's miraculous medical skills.

The only belief in his heart is the goddess Degu, but this does not deny the power of the state apparatus, Dorjee cannot imagine that one day the Palaman Empire will no longer believe in the goddess, and likewise, he cannot accept that the empire will leave the rule of the Palaman king one day.

After learning the truth from him, Lan Shuying smiled and said, "The king has a heart disease, and there is no way to cure it." ”

If you want him to recover, it is simple, as long as the temple no longer exists, the seriously ill person will naturally be completely ill.

This is no longer the peak of the goddess's faith, and when the royal family suffers from being suppressed by the divine power, it is natural that the power of resistance will come from within.

Kyle's action of killing chickens and monkeys this time was too big, and he directly wiped out the third-ranked aristocratic family in the Holy Capital with one shot, which made how could the Paramane King in the palace not be afraid, and how could he not be resentful?

"The king is still very young...... "Dorjee muttered," the village chief said he would rule for at least another fifty years. ”

That's it.

Lan Shuying smiled and didn't answer.

According to the message from Milk Candy, the king will reign for a maximum of ten years, and when his youngest son reaches adulthood, he will kill him and all the other princes.

She knew the plot had changed.

Edith is out, and the next goddess incarnation has no chance with the Gramo family;

It was followed by the destruction of the Gramore family by Kyle, a family that was supposed to be a supporter of the male protagonist, gone;

King Palaman's illness was not in the plot, but now I don't know when it will get better.

Just as the next assessment of her batch of candidates will begin, it is unknown.

After another day of theology class, Lan Shuying leaned back in her seat and breathed a sigh of relief.

She hadn't been in the classroom like a good student for a long time, and she flipped through the beautifully handwritten notebook in front of her, in fact, listening to the teacher who was particularly good at telling mythological stories was quite interesting, much more interesting than copying runes.

The bell rang three times.

Ten candidates gathered in the square.

A new assessment began.

Again, the last time the female officer, she came and read it, reading out the names on the booklet and the villages to which she was going, and arranged for each candidate to be a maid.

Lan Shuying counted it, nine.

"Miss Agatha, Negin Town." The female officer finished with a formulaic smile.

The other nine girls and their respective maids, or overseers, had already departed one by one, except for the last one whose name was read.

The female officer put down the booklet and walked to her side, no longer with a stereotypical smile, but with eager eyes at the moment.

"You're going to come with me to Nealkin?" Lan Shuying realized.

The other person's expression already speaks for itself.

"Well, then, have a great trip."

This is a very interesting assessment, and in her opinion, there is a more down-to-earth way of interpreting it: being a village official.

Candidates will live in their assigned villages for a period of time, learn about the local people's lifestyles, identify their biggest problems, and help them not to be bothered by them. In the end, they were scored by the temple, the committee, and the villagers.

Only those who meet the evaluation standards can move on to the next round.

"It's a lot like a draft." Lan Shuying said silently in her heart.

Have a good time.

In a martial arts room she hadn't noticed, Kyle was exposed with a horrific scar on his upper body and removed a new spear from the shelf, "The assignment is over?" ”

"Yes, my lord, Miss Agatha has accepted her assignment and will leave tomorrow."

"Very well," a strange smile appeared on Kyle's face, "keep tracking down that wayward little guy and lead him to Nealkin, too." ”

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