"By the way, I heard that you were studying the relationship between the fall of the high elves and the demons, is it related to this?"

Essien suddenly remembered this, and Roddy nodded after hearing this: "Yes, because I can't find anything useful in the existing materials, my research has been stagnant for a long time, but I just received the news that someone in the Silent Forest has discovered a new high elf ruins, so I plan to go over and take a look, I hope it will help me." ”

He explained it flawlessly, and the other dragons didn't find it strange, and Stica even came up: "Isn't that just right, then? Holier City is right next to the Silent Forest, and it's over when you say it's over—hey, we should also study demons and write a thesis, right?"

"Also, I see that Luka and they are handing in papers for points all day long, and last time I mentioned that the lords also like the quality of these papers, and may set a standard for review in the future, so as to urge us people to study spells. ”

In fact, there are a lot of "passive slacking" in the interior of each dragon clan, drunk and dreaming all day long, the lords had a headache before, and now there is something that most dragon clans are keen on, so they naturally want to think about taking advantage of it.

Iskar also felt that writing essays seemed to be about to become a trend, so he turned his head and asked, "So... Prime Minister, you see we're a team, right?"

Roddy didn't expect this group of people to fall for it so easily, but think about it... After taking out something like "hand-held hedron cannon" to deter them, the young dragons were obviously more willing to lower their bodies and cooperate with them. I guess whatever topic I say, they will try to echo it.

"Of course it is," he knew what he wanted to say as soon as he heard Iskar's tone, "feel free to give me some information, and I'll sign the paper when the time comes." ”

This proposal was immediately agreed by everyone, so Roddy quickly announced that everyone would gather for Hollier City in half an hour, and after everyone else had left, Kardashian, who had gone and returned, sighed: "Do you really want to go in person?"

"I have Dukal's heritage, and many details can only be discovered by comparing them on the spot," Roddy changed his humor and lightness from a few minutes ago, frowning and picking up the demon information he had sorted out, "This ruin has already been visited by a mercenary group, who knows how many things are left there..."

Kardashian looked at him like this, pursed her lips, and finally said, "I know... You're trying to avenge her. ”

Roddy, who had his back to her, froze, and his hand holding the document bag clenched suddenly: "Yes." ”

"If you like it, just say it, it's all come to this point, and you still can't bear to let others know?"

Kardashian witnessed Roddy's reaction when she learned of Nata's injury, and therefore knew Nata's place in his heart.

Speaking of which, after the end of the war, the city of Roddy became more and more profound, and he was comfortable with the dragons, and he often gave Kardashian the illusion that his "sanity" had become instinct, and sometimes he was even calm like a machine.

But that day, Kardashian witnessed the scene of Roddy's fury - because of the energy of the Shadow Dragon Crystal, Roddy's burst of breath at that moment made it difficult to distinguish whether it was a human or a dragon, and the result of his emotions almost getting out of control was that all the furniture in the room turned into powder in the impact.

There have been so many casualties since the establishment of the Intelligence Bureau, and Roddy didn't blink his eyes much, but the news of Nata's serious injury made him almost lose control, which means that any fool knows. But Roddy didn't respond to her question, just shoved the file in after a short pause.

"What, I'm afraid I'll be jealous?"

Kardashian walked up behind Roddy and reached out to hug him: "Actually, I have long noticed that the woman next to you guy... Hum. ”

"The more I experienced, the more I was afraid of losing. ”

Roddy's voice was hoarse, and he held Kardashian's hand, "Even the dragon clan will have a day when the soul will return to the dragon god, I want to seize everything, but how many people can really go to eternity?"

Kardashian was originally joking, but listening to his whispers, she was also a little distracted at this time...

On the other side, the team of the Holy Congregation has been on the road for several days.

Pope Black of the Luna Cult did not accompany him, and as the last elder of the Holy Order, he naturally did not risk his life in this situation. After sending out the elite team led by Panda, Blake actually has some of the mentality of gaining and losing. After all, there had not been a single successful operation against Luo Di before, and the Holy Congregation was originally an organization that had accumulated for many years and was full of strength, but in less than three years, it had fallen to the point where it was now, and it felt helpless and bitter to think about it.

Arcanists don't believe in gods, and they don't believe in such ethereal things as "fatalism". The "prophets" are a bunch of fools in the eyes of the Arcanists, and the clergy are simply liars. Their ideas are a bit extreme, but the Arcanists often turn out to be right—soothsayers can't predict anything accurately, and clergy can't let gods actually come...

Blake felt that he was a little bored, but in order to deal with the believers, he still had to lead them to recite prayers every day, and bowed down to the statue of the moon god in groups.

The contents of these rituals were copied from the notebook by Blake, including when to pray, when to perform the rituals, and even the movements of the prayers. He completely restored these, naturally so that the outside world would no longer doubt the identity of the "Holy Society", because the stronger the aura of the "Divine Stick", the more difficult it was for the identity of the members of the Holy Society to be suspected.

For the safety of Panda and the others, he also specifically instructed these people to strictly abide by their own norms as believers wherever they go, after all, no one knows if the CIA people will be watching around.

It's midnight at the moment, and it's past the full moon today, but according to the notes that on the seventh day after the full moon, the Luna Cult will have a collective "sacrifice" to celebrate the happiness and health that the moon god brings to people.

On a cold night in November, a normal person would definitely choose to bake a fire in front of the fireplace. But Blake gritted his teeth and wrapped himself in a thick white robe, walked to the statue of the god in the moonlight, and recited the prayer he had already known to the poor but pious commoners in front of him.

Flowers were placed in front of the idols, and most plants were not frozen to death during the season, and these Hiri flowers were a rarity that only bloomed in cold weather. The notebook specifically mentions the flowers used for the festival this month, and Blake wanted to make a full set of plays, so he specially asked people to collect some of them.

Everything was going on as before, the cold wind was blowing, and the clammy air made Blake's face feel like his face was about to freeze, but as the Pope, he couldn't put his hood on such occasions. Listening to the believers below repeating the prayer he had just recited, Blake was full of thoughts about ending it all as soon as possible, and what he needed most now was a warm glass of ale to warm his body.

The cold wind blew, and Blake glanced at the bright moon above his head with some boredom, and when he moved his gaze back, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

From the angle he was standing, the statue below the moon seemed to have a more unnoticed sheen than usual. Blake blinked, confirming that he was not mistaken—because the idol itself would never glow, and even if he had someone use arcane to falsify a "miracle", it would not be the warm glow of the moment.

"Boom. ”

Blake swallowed unconsciously, he pursed his lips, squinted at the worshippers kneeling on the ground, and then looked down at the necklace hanging from his chest in a bit of panic - this necklace was made by him casually according to the method mentioned in the notebook, and was carved on a full moon night with a material called "Jialan Stone". This thing is worthless in Blake's eyes, and he has made a lot of it for Panda and the others to carry with him. But at this moment, this chain also exudes the same luster as the god statue in his hand...

"It's a miracle!

Suddenly someone shouted, followed by a loud uproar of the believers, Blake looked up, and saw that this group of believers no longer had the appearance of the previous neatly reciting prayers, and they all began to worship frantically and even threw themselves to the ground - at this time, the ground was cold and abnormal, but they did not hesitate to lie on the ground, shouting the name of the moon god, and many people even cried...

(End of chapter)