Charlotte felt that she still paid too little attention to believers.

Before she knew it, she felt that she couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the believers.

It can be seen from the sky that although she has spread the faith among the blood wolf tribe, she is the faith of the "True Ancestor", and it stands to reason that it should have nothing to do with "Charlotte".

But now it seems that this is the initiation of "Charlotte" saintization within the faithful?

Charlotte's heart moved slightly, and she fell into deep thought.

"Sancification" is an indispensable step in the process of revival of the gods.

After going through Albrecht's memories of the gods, Charlotte also learned quite a bit about it.

The newly revived gods are too weak, and often choose to stay behind the scenes, cultivating true faith and dependents to run for themselves, creating opportunities for recovering their strength.

The chosen believers are called saints.

The saints are the agents of the true God and the favored ones of God, and will have the power bestowed by the gods.

What Misha is doing now is to bind the faith of "Charlotte" to the "saints".

However, there is also a difference.

In Charlotte's opinion, the "Charlotte" in the maid Misha's narration sounds more detached than the average saint.

For example, some of the words of the subhuman maid are vague, such as "representing the will of my lord", "her power is the power of my lord", and so on.

This kind of blurring the boundaries between man and God is no longer as simple as that of believers, but more like a preparation for further deification in the future.

The saints are the agents of the gods, the executors of the will of the gods.

But saints can also be saints.

And the Holy One is the embodiment of the gods......

It may be difficult for others to perceive a certain possibility hidden in Misha's words, and only think that it is the worship of the lord by the lords, but as a person, Charlotte can realize the deeper meaning of this.

It's laying the groundwork.

Lay the foundation for her to merge with the identity of the "True Ancestor" at the right time in the future.

To say that this is the werewolf priest Luff's own enlightenment, Charlotte doesn't believe it very much.

Although the leader of the Blood Wolf Tribe knew her identity, he was not technically so bright, and he could not think of integrating the character of "Charlotte" into her belief system.

There must be someone else pushing and pointing behind it.

As for who the promoter was, considering the past of Misha and the Blood Wolf Tribe, Charlotte already had the answer in her heart......

At this point, Charlotte "watched" the two again, and the communication between the two continued.

"Our lord is different from other gods, compared to those gods who are high up and regard the mundane as ants, our lord who walks with mortals understands us better, my lord has experienced the disorder and chaos of the world, and has shaped the order of the past, and the return of my lord will surely subvert everything and reshape everything!"

The subhuman maid Misha said with a feverish expression.

"Miss Misha, my lord...... Are you really paying attention to us? ”

Eleanor couldn't help but ask, her eyes a little yearning, but also a little apprehension and hesitation.

Misha smiled slightly:

"Of course, our Lord has been resurrected, and He has been silently watching over us, and when we are pious enough, we will receive His guidance and blessings, as I think you have seen many times in your time in the tribe."

"To be able to change the order, you must first have power, and the power of our lord is omnipotent, and my lord has never been stingy in paying attention to and loving his believers."

"Those hypocritical gods will only respond to the prayers of believers in the most perfunctory manner, and will not look at believers even at all, only our lord will personally cast his gaze and guide us personally......"

Charlotte: ......

After listening to Misha's words, she was somewhat weak and a little strange at the same time.

She sensed that the subhuman maid seemed to have misunderstood something.

God can see, she doesn't want to listen to the believers in her own head for everything, but who let her not have the "self-response" belief mechanism of other gods, so she can only do it herself.

She doesn't respond every day, but three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, take a look when she remembers, take a look when she is in a good mood, and whether she responds or not depends on luck, giving priority to those spots of light with high flickering frequency in the faith network.

To put it bluntly, it is the Buddha system and laziness.

But now it seems that this has had some kind of wonderful effect......

First of all, Charlotte, who responds in person, seems to give believers the impression that she is more close to the people and more concerned about her patron than the other gods.

Secondly, not always getting a response also keeps Charlotte mysterious and detached, and does not let believers lose their reverence for the gods because they are too easily attracted to the attention of the gods.

In a sense, it can be regarded as a crooked hit.

"Miss Misha, what do you say...... Will my Lord hear me? ”

Eleanor couldn't help but ask again.

Misha smiled:

"Of course, Lord Eleanor, our Lord has been watching us, and His voice will be heard."

Eleanor was a little gloomy:

"But I ...... but never heard His voice. ”

"Maybe you haven't fully passed my lord's test."

Misha said.

"Test?"

Eleanor was stunned, a little confused.

The subhuman maid paused, and said:

"Lord Eleanor, are you planning to give up your title and return to the Northlands to become a priest?"

Eleanor was silent for a moment, then sighed:

"That's what I intended."

"I've had enough of the hypocrisy and squalor of the aristocracy, and every day I deal with them makes me feel rejection and disgust from the bottom of my heart......"

"I'm not fit to be a lord in the first place, the regent and the council of nobles are enough to govern the entire territory, and it makes no difference if Boulder has me or without me."

"Rather than being a useless vase in the castle, spending my days with those nasty creatures, and drowning in banquets and salons, I would rather go back to those places where I was really needed and become a devout ascetic."

"I want to join my Lord's church, I want to be able to listen to my Lord's teachings, and I want to be like Charlotte, to be a practitioner of my Lord......"

Listening to Eleanor's words, Misha sighed slightly and said:

"Perhaps, this is my lord's test for you."

"Lord Eleanor, you always say that you are a vase, that you are only a lord in name, but this is not an escape."

"Our Lord can bring us dreams of changing the world, but dreams also need our own efforts, which is our Lord's expectation of us, and it is also a test."

"The world is constantly changing, and even the gods need to constantly change their guidance to believers according to the changing times, and so does my lord."

"In the distant past, my Lord's faith was formed spontaneously, and my Lord never asked his followers to do anything, nor did he have the idea of forming a religious order, but now, my Lord has plans to do so."

"My lord is omnipotent, but my lord also understands the power of mortals, the gods are the protectors of all beings, but the world belongs to all beings."

"I want to ...... What our lord wants to see is not a lord who escapes, but to face difficulties head-on, turn faith into strength, and practice the glory of my lord. ”

Eleanor's heart moved:

"What do you mean?"

The subhuman maid gave her a meaningful look:

"Mistress Eleanor, do you really think you're just a vase? Do you really think that giving up your lordship and becoming a priest is the right path? ”

Eleanor was silent.

After a long time, she sighed:

"Miss Misha, you're right."

"I am indeed running away, running away from what I have to face, I don't have the confidence to be a good lord, and I don't have the confidence to gain the submission of those nobles."

"But...... I don't know what to do, I don't know what my Lord needs me to do, I'm a little lost, I want the change that everyone is depicting, but I don't know how to change, I don't know what I can do in this change......"

"That's why I had the idea of becoming a priest, and I wanted to start as a probationary priest and do what I could."

The maid Misha shook her head:

"I understand what you're thinking, but don't you think it's giving up your greatest advantage?"

"Lord Eleanor, as the Duke of Boulder, you can do more than a priest, and Lord Charlotte is a prime example."

"Our Lord has just returned, my Lord's order has not yet been formalized, my Lord's philosophy is still only an idea, and has not yet formed a final doctrine and canon, and the followers of our Lord also need secular protection......"

"Mistress Eleanor, I want to ...... You might want to try it out and become a real duke. ”

Eleanor's lips moved:

"Do you mean to provide asylum to the Order as a duke?"

Misha smiled:

"You see, you already have the answer in your mind."

Eleanor was silent.

After a moment, she sighed:

"But...... I don't feel like I have the confidence, I don't even have the confidence to control the Boulder, I don't have the confidence to face the Regent and the Council of Nobles......"

Misha shook her head:

"If you don't try, how do you know?"

Eleanor was still hesitant.

Misha thought for a moment and said:

"If you really hesitate, pray to our Lord."

"I want to ...... As long as you are sincere, if you sincerely ask our Lord for guidance, my Lord will listen to you. ”

After that, the subhuman maid looked at the time and said:

"It's getting late, Eleanor, I'm going to get lunch, think about it again."

After speaking, the subhuman maid Misha left.

Eleanor remained alone on the verandah, her eyes a little dazed.

To the gods...... Pray?

However, will a bewildered believer like her really get a response from the gods?

Eleanor didn't know.

Not long after she became a believer in the Lord, her knowledge of the faith was still perfecting, and she didn't even know what the Lord's true name was.

She only knew that the Lord was the famous Blood Ancestor in history, but it seemed to be completely different from the brutal god recorded in the scriptures.

"Your Majesty, should I really continue to work hard to become a qualified lord and contribute to you?"

Eleanor muttered.

After speaking, she couldn't help laughing at herself.

If she doesn't pray for the Holy Emblem, and her heart is so confused, how could she get a response from the gods?

However, before the thought could pass, Eleanor felt a mysterious power descend on her.

The power, vastness, the ancient, the majesty, but at the same time the warmth, the softness, the kindness......

Eleanor was in a trance.

She only felt as if she had seen a majestic castle, with crimson light covering the world, and an illusory and hazy murmur ringing in her ears.

Eleanor couldn't really hear what it was, but in the dark she felt a kind of guidance and declaration that went straight to her heart......

Go for it.

Follow your true heart, face difficulties head-on, and become a godly believer in your own right.

That power comes and goes as fast as it goes.

In a trance, the murmur had disappeared, and the castle and the crimson mist seemed to be hallucinations.

But Eleanor's eyes widened, and her expression was incredulous:

"True Ancestor...... This is the power of the True Ancestor! ”

"He really answered me, He noticed my confusion!"

Eleanor's expression grew agitated, and after the excitement, there was a long silence.

Until the arrival of a knight of the personal guard interrupted her thoughts:

"Lord Duke, Lord Count is back."

Eleanor came back to her senses, her eyes deep:

"Gaston?"

"Yes."

"Bring him to me."

The knight quickly retreated, and Eleanor looked into the distance again.

"Face your heart......"

Looking at the street scene of Lutethia, her gaze gradually became firm.

It didn't take long for the dusty Earl of Gaston to come to Eleanor.

He owed Eleanor slightly, and said:

"Lord Duke, what do you command?"

Feeling the perfunctory attitude of the other party, Eleanor clenched her fists slightly.

However, she quickly suppressed the discomfort in her heart, but plucked up her courage, showed a serious expression, and said in a deep voice:

"Gaston, I've changed my mind."

"I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving Boulder, I'm not going to leave my people."

"I'm going to take over the power of Boulder, I'm going to carry out my will, and I'm going to be a true duke!"

Listening to Eleanor's words, Count Gaston was stunned for a moment, only to feel that the young duchess in front of him had not been seen for a long time, as if she had changed as a person, and the aura of the whole person seemed to be different.

He was a little strange and was about to ask about the reason, but the moment he raised his head to look at the other party, he was directly stunned.

In his "field of vision", he saw Eleanor surrounded by a crimson light, and a certain aura that made him familiar and awe rise and slowly come ......

It was as if out of nowhere, a pair of crimson golden eyes were looking at him through the void.

Earl Gaston's eyes widened suddenly, and his scalp tingled instantly.

This is...... The power of the True Ancestor!

She, she, she...... She was watched by Allah!

He no longer dared to despise the young duchess, but took a deep breath and saluted solemnly:

"Your Excellency, Lord Duke, everything is as you wish."

Seeing that the regent, who had always been high, was so "well-behaved", Eleanor was also stunned.

Some things, as if you have the courage to do them, don't seem to be so difficult......

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Strange talk is the rule!

Those who master strange talk master the rules.

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Keywords: [Sun Back] [Cthulhu] [Weird] [Pseudo-Invincible]

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