Night, within the kingdom of God.

"It's so soft and comfortable."

Isha rubbed the soft Q version of Alice with her little face closed, leaning against Ronan, lying on the large bed covered with cotton blankets.

It is different from the ruined palaces that were littered with rubble before.

After the Demon God's attack temporarily subsided, Ronan reconstructed the environment of the palace with spirituality.

Since he had never entered Isa's boudoir in the palace, he chose to simulate Alice's room.

The white oak bed is topped with pale pink blankets, and the bedside table next to it is adorned with beautiful vases adorned with roses, the most unique of which are the plush dolls at the foot of the bed.

Sitting on the bed, Ronan reached out and picked up a Q version of himself.

Unlike the delicate Alice doll in Isa's hand, this Ronan doll has threads everywhere, and the shape is crooked and rough.

The Alice doll was a birthday present that Ronan made himself as a child for his sister.

And this ugly self is a gift that Alice wants to give back to him.

It's a pity that her handiwork is not good, and in the end she still couldn't give it away, so she could only stay in her bed.

It seems that from that time on, Alice was not happy to go to her room by herself.

From pulling him happily to pushing him out in disgust.

Sitting in this room now also makes Ronan miss it very much, making up for the regrets of his childhood.

I'm sure Alice wouldn't care if Isha was lying on her bed.

And beside him, Isa, who rested her head on his lap, touched the doll in her hand, and suddenly had some small doubts in her heart.

She put the doll down and stretched out her arms up Ronan's waist, groping his body.

Feeling a little tickled, Ronan grabbed her wrist and stopped her movements.

Then he looked at Isha with a puzzled look.

Despite the lack of sight and hearing, Isa, who understood from his reaction, awkwardly got up and sat down in front of Ronan with her legs together.

"Is Mr. Good a boy?" She looked at Ronan with a curious expression.

Sixteen is not a child for a man in this era, Ronan thought to himself.

Still, she placed her palms on either side of her cheek and nodded.

"yes, that's a shame."

What do you mean, feelings, you are the same as Alice, and when you grow up, you start to dislike me, right?

Ronan reached out and gently pinched her cheek in displeasure.

"I don't dislike Mr. Good, I'm just sorry that I couldn't meet you in reality and remember what you look like."

Looking at Isha with a gentle smile on her face, Ronan let go of his hand after thinking about it and put the Alice doll back in her arms.

Then he looked out the window.

Despite the ravages of the Demon God, the buildings on the edge of the royal city are still decaying.

The masonry of the construction is dissipating at a rate visible to the naked eye as translucent debris.

The kingdom of God is in the process of disintegrating.

This is inevitable, for the kingdom of God, the gods are like the core that releases gravity, firmly binding the outer shell of the kingdom of God to the surface.

Once the gods are gone, the kingdom of God will fall apart.

And the enthronement ceremony of this kingdom of God has failed, and it is destined to fail to give birth to true gods.

Even if the so-called Black Death Demon God was born, it was only the lowest level of pseudo-god remnants, and it could not maintain the kingdom of God in the cracks.

Isha and the royal spirituality are not very high, lack gravitational constraints, and under normal circumstances, this kingdom of God will disappear completely within ten years.

Provided, of course, that Isha can survive until then.

Ronan picked up his doll and sat it on Isa's little head, causing her to tilt her head at him in confusion.

......

The night passed, and it was a new morning.

Ronan got up, opened his mouth and came to his senses, looking up at the south.

In that direction, the towering walls were already faintly visible, guarding the capital of the empire behind them.

Today, he will be able to officially arrive in Triumph City and return to his hometown.

"Ed, you and the other knights are stationed here and wait, don't take any action without the instructions I passed through the letter bird."

The knights behind him stood straight and saluted.

Ronan was fully equipped, put on Firi's veil and rode on.

With his arrangements in Blackstone City, Ronan Ortausius is currently in the Windless Realm.

This time it was Count Cobb's third son, Phiri Cobb, who returned to Triumph.

The group of mercenaries who escorted Firi to the arrival, their tracks were easy to deal with.

In this era, it is almost impossible to find out the situation of a person after leaving the city, let alone a group of mercenaries wandering around.

But Firi's situation in Wheat Valley City in the past three years must not be hidden from Count Cobo and his family in Triumph City.

Therefore, Ronan needs to pay attention to the fact that he needs to maintain his identity before the turmoil breaks out completely.

By noon, the open gates of Triumph City had fully appeared in Ronan's eyes.

He began to control the speed of his horse and brought himself to a slow stop.

Phili has not yet been forgiven by Count Cobo and has not been able to return to the family.

Otherwise, his sister would not have only sent him a letter without sending someone to pick it up.

Therefore, after Ronan arrived at the city gate, he could only honestly lead the horses and follow the caravans and civilians entering the city.

"All honestly lined up! The caravan tax into the city is counted according to the goods, vehicles, animals and people one by one, and there is no tax evasion! As for the other peasants, workers, tailors, travelers, etc., according to the ritual decree, the tax is exempted for ten days during the festival of the gods, and do not give me a foolish tax collection by a liar, don't hear me! ”

The official in charge of the tax to enter the city shouted at the checkpoint outside the gate.

Behind him were soldiers in charge of the defense of Triumph City, checking passers-by.

When it was Ronan's turn, he took out the envelope in his arms and pointed the back of the golden wheat ear coat of arms towards the soldier.

"I'm Phiri Cobb, and this is a letter from my sister, Princess Violet, now get out of the way."

Seeing this, the two soldiers who were inspecting were very experienced, leaving one of them to bend down and bow his head and explain to Ronan what their work needed.

Another person rushed to inform the officer in charge.

"Firi? Oh, the kid who was kicked out three years ago, what a mess of Triumph City has been putting all this time in. ”

The official was speechless, walked over and looked at the envelope in Ronan's hand and nodded.

"Sir Firi, welcome back to Triumph City, let him in." He waved his hand to the soldiers to give way.

Ronan didn't bother with him, and entered the city on his own.

There are a total of six gates in Triumph City, and when Ronan left, in order to facilitate the purchase and transfer of materials, he walked through the south gate with the most dense flow of people, facing the center of the Chamber of Commerce.

And now he stepped into the North Gate.

After crossing the fortifications, you will enter a complex street where various social classes live, and the neighborhood is mostly small churches, hospitals, factories, etc.

Ronan was just about to contact the Kobo family when a young girl, who was sitting by the statue outside the church, called out to him angrily.

"Phiri! Are you going to ignore me like that! ”

Ronan looked over and recalled the scene when he was a child and met each other at a banquet.

Adama Cobo, Firi's younger sister.