On the northernmost side of St. Helte stands a huge tower of milky white.

Towering into the sky, the tower has 17 floors, each of which is clearly visible, stretching from the ground floor to the top, like a needle reaching into the sky.

The tower does not have a traditional façade, only a few stout pillars supporting the massive top, making it appear open and transparent.

On each platform are huge teleportation arrays to the rest of the Empire, and to get to the Braid, you have to wait on the fourth floor.

Rogers, dressed in a heavy cloak embroidered with intricate patterns, ascended the fourth floor with Alina, Lufia, and Hans to find that a large crowd had already gathered.

Most of them were first-year students and their families sent acolytes, even commoners were accompanied by people, and they should have been funded by local nobles.

"Are there so many people who follow the Holy Maiden to the East?" Rogus glanced at the people waiting on the teleportation array.

The original home in the eastern border is probably less than one-tenth of the students, and this is only directly pursued, and there will inevitably be many who go home first and then go there in the future.

Then he pinched his chin again, looked at the hateful eyes of outsiders looking at him, and looked sideways at Hans with curiosity: "What has become of my reputation in the outside world?" ”

Hans instructed the maids waiting in the teleportation array to carry the luggage of the three Rogers, and his face was tangled when he heard this, as if he was considering the words.

Alina and Rufia looked at each other with the same curiosity after greeting their maids.

"You...... That one...... Ahem, your innocence with the Holy Maiden has been clarified, and no one will rumor that you persecuted the Holy Maiden...... That's the ......."

Hans's answer was staccato, he tried to organize his words, but he didn't seem to know how to answer his young master's question perfectly without offending Rogers.

"Okay, that means the outside world has clarified that I haven't defiled the Holy Maiden, right? Also, be bold enough to say that I don't care about your faux pas. Rogers waved at Hans.

"Follow your will." Hans stroked his chest, then cleared his throat and continued: "Your rumors in the outside world have evolved a lot, some of which will conflict with each other, and the one story about you is the most famous and representative of your current reputation......

"A man from the Imperial Capital, a southerner, and an easterner rode in a chariot from the Greens Valley to Breed.

They suddenly spotted a demon chasing the carriage and frightened them all.

The Imperial Servant threw a maid behind the car, and he said that the beautiful woman might make the demon content, but the demon still pursued him.

The southerners, feeling that they could not sit still, picked up his sword, jumped out of the carriage and fought the demon, and finally died in the demon's belly.

"Finally, the Easterner stuck his head out of the window and shouted in the wind, and the demon suddenly stopped and began to run in the opposite direction."

Rufia exhaled hot air from her hand, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but ask, "What did that Easterner say?" ”

"The people of the Eastside told the demon that if it continued to run, it would soon see the young master......" Hans said slowly, noticing Rogess's expression.

Rufia let out a crisp laugh when she heard the answer, but quickly stifled her smile again, and she looked at Rogers cautiously, like a child who had done something wrong: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have laughed......"

"It's okay." Rogers shook his head indifferently, then silently looked at the pop-up prompt.

[Several gods of the bottomless pit have expressed their appreciation for this story.] 】

Since this morning, the gods of the bottomless pit have been urging him to perform a few more rituals, but when they see that he has done nothing, they have been silent.

But somehow, at this point, it suddenly jumped out again.

Rogge wondered if this bunch of guys were idle? Why is it that the frequency of looking at the present world has been increasing recently.

And it's not like the day of the exorcism, which will disperse after the event, and this time it seems that he will keep an eye on it without waiting for him to come to a ritual.

He couldn't help but think about it, he always felt that this time was a little strange, it was not the first time that the gods of the bottomless pit had asked him for sacrifice, but they had never forced it, and they would leave when he saw that he had no response.

While he may be the only person in the world who can easily accept and carry the words of the gods with the help of a tooltip, this alone shouldn't allow the gods to do so much.

But just thinking about this, Rogers felt a little upset again, because it was really possible for the god of the bottomless pit to do such a ridiculous and boring thing......

As he pondered the oddities, Vice Principal Avery led Alice to the teleportation array, where she took Alice's palm, patted the back of her hand and said a few words, then turned and disappeared into place.

Some of the people outside the school let out a few exclamations of amazement at the miraculous magic, and when they knew that Alice was a saint, they gathered in her direction.

On the other hand, Rogeth's surroundings were deserted and empty, except for Alina and Rufia and a few minions, which was very eye-catching in comparison.

After Alice arrived, the mentor in charge of running the teleportation array began to take a roll call, and after ensuring that the personnel were gathered, he shouted a loud reminder, and several lines of magic appeared on the ground under his feet, interweaving back and forth, outlining the geometric shapes of the nested rings, and with the surging of runes, everyone only felt that the scene in front of them changed for a while.

Rogers thought that after his mental power was greatly enhanced, he would no longer feel strong discomfort when teleporting over ultra-long distances, but the truth told him that this was not the case.

He forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his body, and just as he opened his eyes, a magnificent and majestic fortress appeared in his eyes.

The outer walls of the fortress were covered with a thick layer of snow, like a silvery-white curtain that shimmered faintly in the sunlight.

"Except for St. Helte and the Pantheon, where the rest of the large teleportation arrays are located, there are Imperial guard fortresses, among which the Empire's most elite troops are stationed to check the identity of passers-by." Hans explained.

Rogers bowed slightly, and he looked up to look around, and felt that the place where he was standing should be similar to the milky white tower in the school.

The rest of the journey was left to Hans, who had been identified and boarded a magnificent carriage drawn by four horses of monster blood.

The interior of the car is very spacious, with a stove in the middle, a square wooden board on the stove that serves as a table, and a small bed on the innermost side that can lie flat for two people.

Rogers sat by the window, looking out the window at the snow-white blanket of the earth, and in the afterglow more and more garbage pop-up windows appeared, all of which were gods from the bottomless pit.

The doubts in his heart are getting stronger and stronger, and he always feels that these gods are suddenly so lively, and there is a reason for it.

"Is Rutgers going to live in the Stargazing Tower this time? It's going to be cold on the tower. ”

After the carriage started, Rufia, who was sitting on the opposite side, asked worriedly, stretching out her hand to bake the stove.

"My residence is not in the Stargazing Tower." Rogers paused for a moment and replied amusedly.

Alina, who was beside Rufia, spoke up to explain why Rogers had been able to stay in the Stargazing Tower for so long.

As the carriage picked up speed, Rogers closed the windows to prevent the cold air from pouring in.

The teleportation array is not very far from the Braid, and it will be possible to get back to the Earl's Castle around dark.

After a short walk, there was a knock on the window, and Rogers pulled the window to look out of the car, and saw Hans, riding a brown horse and wrapped in a cotton robe, with a solemn face, and he reported loudly in the howling cold wind:

"Young master, suddenly a large number of unknown people followed behind our convoy, and the head of the Knight of Rykus suspected that they were all cultists, and he suggested that we speed up our pace and rush back to the territory as soon as possible."

Rogers' face was inexplicable, and after he had closed the window for a few moments, Hans began to knock on the window again.

"Young Master, it has been confirmed that there are several members of the underground association following in the rear, and the head of the Rekus regiment sent a team of knights to intercept it, but the other party didn't know what the purpose was, and they quickly dispersed after being reprimanded."

"Young Master, another cultist followed, not the previous group, they said they wanted to give you a gift, but Captain Rekus suspected that there was a conspiracy, so he drove them away."

"Young Master, someone from the Harvest Cult is kneeling in the distance and shouting your name, Captain Rekus suspects that this is some kind of curse spell, and he asked me to give you this amulet, asking you to wear it close to you at all times."

"Young master, the people of the Afflicted Cult were conceited and knelt down in front of them to block the way, and were pierced by the cavalry of the head of the Rekus Regiment and thrown into the distance, he said that the situation is becoming more and more critical at this moment, and some cultists are extremely strong, and it is not suitable for them to be arrested quickly at this time, so we must hurry as soon as possible."

"Young Master......"

Rogers listened to this report, his cheeks seemed to be stiffened by the cold wind, and there was not much expression on it, only numbness.

Fortunately, these cultists were quite sensible and did not call him the Holy Son directly, otherwise they would have to cause trouble again.

"Shouldn't they be chasing the saint? Why did you come to us? And how can there be so many? Rufia's face was full of worry, obviously a little frightened by the inexplicable situation at the moment.

"It's okay, they're not coming for us." Alina rubbed Rufia's head to soothe her, and glanced at Rogus by the way.

"Yes, ignore them, we'll be home safely." Rogers followed suit with a few words of comfort.

Several gods of the Bottomless Pit are bored with your current life, and they want you to lead your devout believers in a great sacrifice. 】

[The Honest Merchant says that if you don't do anything more, He won't pay attention to you again for the next three days.] 】

[The Lord of Feasts expects you to summon your servants to a joyful feast on a snowy day, for which He will be happy to bless the senses of all to the pinnacle of humanity.] 】

【……】

The cold wind outside the window blew Rogers' silver hair scattered, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the sudden burst of thunder not far away across the sky, like a silver-white light, slamming into the earth.

Boom –

The deafening sound spread rapidly, and the sound was as sharp and shocking as a boulder breaking through the sky, as if the whole world was trembling.

"Young Master! It's the priests of the Pantheon who have arrived! They went after the unscrupulous cultists! We're safe! ”

After a while, Hans shouted excitedly.

[The gods of the bottomless pit have shifted their gaze to the battle. 】

Rogers' eyes froze after responding to Hans, and he was thinking about why these gods didn't come to the rescue after the believers in the bottomless pit had been bullied.

Even if they don't care about the lives of believers, they shouldn't be so calm.

Unless they don't want to be fed back by the veil of the world for interfering in the present world, and enter a state where they cannot see the present world for a short time.

But why keep watching, because what is about to happen that deserves their attention?

"Young Master! The second prince is here! He looks forward to seeing you! ”

In a moment, Hans solemnly reported outside the window, and the convoy gradually stopped.

Rogers frowned slightly, he and Alina glanced at each other, and just as he wanted to get out of the car and go to greet him according to etiquette, the door was pulled open with a bang.

A young man with shiny blonde hair wrapped diagonally in a snow-white condensed sacrificial robe appeared outside the door.

His face was delicate and thin, well-defined, and his eyebrows were slightly raised, exuding a hint of indifference.

The texture curve on the sacrificial robe is smooth, like an ice and snow pattern, which complements the noble temperament of the young man.

"No need to be polite, may I sit next to you? I'm sorry for my presumptuousness. ”

The second prince, Lius Augustus, ignored Alina and Rufia, and his eyes fell only on Rogess.

"Absolutely, it's my pleasure." Rogers symbolically stroked his chest, after all, the other party is both a prince and a god sacrifice, and the face work that should be there is still indispensable.

Click-

Lius simply closed the car door and sat down beside Rogers, and then he looked out the window at Hans, who bowed his head: "Don't worry about me, go tell your knight commander to do what he has to do." ”

Hans bowed his head on his horse, and when he saw Rogers nodding in approval, he ran forward and shouted for the convoy to continue.

A heavy chill lingered throughout the carriage, and I don't know if it was because of the wide open door just now, or the atmosphere brought by Leus.

"Rogeth Breed, let's put aside the rules of bloodline and become brothers to each other." Leus's expression was calm and focused, and he slowly stretched out his right hand to Rogers, and asked with great seriousness.

The Honest Merchant earnestly warns you that this must be a Pantheon conspiracy, and you must be extremely careful. 】

[The laughing artist said that this prince's acting skills are extremely skillful, and you need to beware of his cunning.] 】

The Lord of the Feast wants you to strip him naked and throw him into the pile of strong knights. 】

【……】

Pop-ups popped up one after another, and Rogers seemed to understand a little bit why these gods had been staring at him today.