As the temple began to be built, Rhett the Golem began to feel uneasy. This feeling of belonging to flesh and blood was very rare for him as a golem, and in all his memories, he only had this feeling before the first time he cast his divine magic.

"What's wrong with you, why is your face starting to melt?" Two-Doo noticed Red's abnormality, threw down the mop that was cleaning the small temple and ran over. "Are you drinking water again? You're a clay golem, it gets soft when you have more water!"

"You're heresy, are you reading some strange stories and novels?" Red remained motionless, allowing Makazuka to examine his body. "I didn't have any structural damage, but I couldn't be quiet in my mind. Can you go out and see what's going on?"

"Ah, aren't you undamaged, why can't you walk and go together?"

With a drag, Red walked out of the small temple. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw flying hills, trees, flowers and plants flying in the air. He was shocked in his heart, and suddenly came to his senses.

"Come with me, not here. Red immediately decided, "I know where I belong." ”

When Erdu heard this, his face fell, and his eyebrows made of steel fell to the ground. He asked in a trembling voice, "Are you running away from home?"

"Didn't you hear the first thing I said was to come with me?" Red just wanted to punch Erdu on the head, but he was worried about beating him even more stupid. "It was enough to bring my usual prayers, and I finally felt the call of the gods. ”

Siegel built his temple outside the castle, while Red busily demolished his small temple. In the end, only a long stone was left in his arms. Originally, it was attached to the lintel, and its emblem would be hung when the deity was found. For Red, this is the most important of all building materials, so be sure to bring it with you.

Holding the long stone, he dragged Erdu, and walked resolutely towards the newly built temple. As the distance shortened, the familiar feeling became stronger, like the feeling of returning home from a wanderer. He felt that his divine abilities were constantly improving, and the understanding of gods and beliefs in his mind was endless. His steps grew bigger and bigger, and he walked more and more firmly.

Erdu was dragged away at first, but later found that the force of the drag began to decrease, so he became a hand holding Rhett tightly. He fears being left behind, and retains a natural hostility to what can attract Rhett the Golem. He looked at the temple that appeared out of thin air in front of him, and although he knew that he couldn't complete such a building without great mana, he just couldn't like it. Even though the six-clawed squid's banner looked familiar, the building didn't give him any home.

Red was the only reason to let him in. He looked around curiously, and when he saw the words on the walls of the Enlightenment Room, he was startled. All the words about the basics of magic make sense perfectly, which is not common for mounds from the Machine Realm. Culture and language always lead to differences in understanding, and this does not exist in the temple.

Siegel watched Rhett walk in with a shallow smile on his face. He didn't need to dress himself in clothes covered with golden decorations, and he didn't need to let the divine power form a holy light to envelop his body. When the priest of the god of magic sees himself, he will understand.

Red was stunned for a moment, put down the long stone in his hand, and scratched the top of his head with his empty hand: "It turned out to be you, Lord Marquis Siegel." You built this temple?"

"That's right, this is the temple of the god of magic and knowledge, don't you sense it?" Siegel let out a slight release of divine power, and put it away before the crystal barrier could react.

Rhett's body shook and he almost fell to his knees.

"Hey, your reaction is very strange, Erdu is kneeling, but you are fine. Aren't you my pastor?"

Red glanced to the side, and Erdu not only knelt down, but also lay on his stomach, his limbs stretched out vigorously. This posture was too ugly, and the golem kicked the mound, but was whispered by Erdu: "Didn't you find that the other side is very powerful?"

"I know, I knew that the search would finally be over, but I really didn't expect it to be the Lord, I mean, Your Excellency the Magic God......" Red hadn't fully recovered from his trance, but muttered, "I don't quite understand how to deal with this relationship." ”

"Understand your feelings. I can only tell you my guesses about your magic skills. Siegel said, "The magical priesthood lost its administrator for a period of time, and was a passive reflection of the workings of magic, and you were the priest's divine sense that inspired at that time. You're made by magic, so it's normal to be able to connect with the god of magic. The reason why you don't know which god you are is is also related to the special state of that special period. Now I've got the Magic Priesthood to provide you with a source of magic, but I'm still the lord of Heim's Lord. You can look at it separately, or wait until you figure it out later, and it doesn't matter to me. ”

"That'...... What are your instructions......? My lord?" Red thought for a moment, and it was better to call it that way.

"Of course, it's to manage the temple and do the work for me. Siegel said to him with a smile. "What you're going to do is actually the same as in the past, help people as you like, clean the temple or something. The only difference is that the temple has become larger and more purposeful than before. As a god of magic and knowledge, all I ask is to spread magic and knowledge, and to create a better life with these two tools. However, as the lord of the Heim Domain, since this temple is built in the city of Myr, it also serves the territory. Unless it's out of line, I won't care about specific things. You are the first to come, then be my chief pastor. ”

Siegel stepped down from the throne and put his hand on Red's forehead. He passed on to him his teachings, the power of the realm of magic and knowledge, the methods of divine art and cloning. So that he can be a truly qualified pastor.

When everything was done, Pastor Red's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he looked even more charming than before. Erdu looked at him enviously, and tilted his head to look at Siegel again. He and Red have a close relationship, but they can't share their faith. As a mound, it has become a habit to believe that order rules everything in this world, and even the existence of gods is just a manifestation of order. It is difficult for him to become a believer in a god unless that god has order as its sole priority.

"Also...... There is one more problem. Rhett was a little embarrassed and said, "Do I need to pray to you every day?"

"Well, you can still do what you used to do, and you don't have to change your habits. The sudden change of identity made Siegel uncomfortable, especially when dealing with familiar people. Janet said that whether he became a god or not, he was still just his wife. Rhett went from being a friend to a believer, and the change was too great.

Before the matter could be dealt with, the mages of the Federation walked in, followed by some of the residents of Myr. In fact, most people are attracted by the words on the walls of the enlightenment hall, and they are immersed in a state of learning. Even some of the Federation's mages were out there. Those who were able to come inside were either mages who had been immersed in spells for many years, or potential priests, and some were admirers of Lord Marquis Siegel - who had now been transformed into ordinary believers under the influence of divine powers.

Who else but the god of magic can emit both magic fluctuations and divine power fluctuations on their bodies, and the two are perfectly combined? Most of the mages of the Federation do not believe in magic gods, but that does not mean that they do not respect power. They can face the gods from an objective point of view, but they don't think about replacing them all day long.

A highest-level mage ceremony is sufficient, in fact, the only difference from the etiquette between archmages in the past is that Siegel only needs to simply nod and make a return salute.

"I ...... I don't have any eyes, is that man Siegel?When did he have the power of a priest?" Spellmaster Viwood rubbed his eyes, "Your Excellency the Archmage, what exactly have you studied?"

"I studied how to become a god of magic. Siegel ended his blessing on Red, put away his divine powers, and walked among the people of the Federation, "For this reason, I have to quit the Mage Federation. My main focus right now is on Heim Collar and the Temple of Magic. You've seen the Hall of Enlightenment outside, and I'm going to expand the Academy of Magic, which is going to need the Federation's help. ”

"It is incumbent upon us to shirk, it is incumbent upon us. Vywood hurriedly said. He seemed a little at a loss, and it was clear that the incident had shaken him too much.

Wendy was also in the crowd, hiding behind the burly Sculptor Semonton. She stole a look at Siegel, but was careful to avoid his gaze. After not seeing each other for a long time, Wendy thought that she would be able to let go of this experience, but found that the more she suppressed it, the greater the impact on herself, and she already had the character disadvantages of an undead creature without becoming a lich.

"If I pray to the god of magic, you can hear me, right?" she said suddenly, startling everyone, "It's another thing if you ignore it, but the gods can hear the prayers of the believers, right?"

"Yes. Siegel replied briefly. He didn't want to continue to provoke Wendy, trying to give her enough personal space so that she could find a new life, but he also didn't cheat on Wendy, it would hurt too much.

"You're empty here, and I'm willing to be a priest of the temple. Wendy reached out and stroked the mage's robe, magically changing its color and style into the simplest form of the robe. The six-clawed squid, seen outside the hall, turns into a tiny logo embroidered on Wendy's chest.

"It doesn't matter if I don't have magic, I'm determined to dedicate my life to magic. After Wendy finished speaking, she didn't wait for Siegel to reply, and staggered to the back of the temple. Redt scratched her head, and at the signal of Siegel's eyes, chased after her to see how she was doing. (To be continued.) )