Gritting her silver teeth, Tina of the Heavenly Courtyard turned into a ray of light and flew away, while Medi in the room was also blocking her own things, planning to take a trip with the Wisdom Staff.

"To become a god, it is necessary to have the fullest of things, 'divinity', which can only be conceived in the praise of the world, so now we must let the deeds of the Grand Duke spread in the Duchy of Fioréa, please come with me, I have already found a partner for you. ”

"What kind of object? Let's not be too tired, or don't blame me for fishing. ”

Ignoring the stagnant objects, as if a man and a staff had disappeared into this world, he walked idly through the warm school, through the gorgeous capital, through a dark and moist paupon, and stopped in front of the eyes of a cold female corpse.

"This is an ordinary person who should have been happy, healthy, and alive, and now please listen to me quietly tell me the story of how this woman was forced to die by this indifferent world. ”

The wisdom staff's eyes flashed with a treacherous light, and it was not without dissatisfaction with the fact that the Grand Duke was casually fishing for the establishment of a heretical inquisition church, and it was the most porridge in the doctrine of the Fire Sect.

We will revolutionize the world with fire.

Dead people, no matter in which world it is not a common scene, even if it is not old and sick death, the fragile life of human beings still affirms the inseparable bond with death.

Whether it is the war-torn areas of the earth, the feudal and backward warlock continent, the dead are always seen one after another, and the woman in front of him did not die in an accident, nor did she die at the hands of others.

Her brows furrowed in pain, the ten nails of her hands were torn by brute force, and her skin was blurred by the flesh and blood of the cold earth conflict, which showed how much pain she had passed before she died.

And from the foul-smelling bottles on the floor, and the lips eroded by an unknown liquid, it was clear that she was looking for short-sightedness, and had chosen the poison that would inflict the most intense pain on her.

"Human beings are a kind of freshest life, and for ordinary races, there is only fragility and righteousness, and human beings summarize two qualities, which are frightening by chance, but also incredibly fragile by chance. ”

The wisdom staff spoke quietly to the silent Medi.

"Just like the corpse of this woman in front of you, Grand Duke, she was an advanced female worker before her death, she could rely on her face to eat, she did not do this, but supported herself, with the turmoil of the situation, the price soared, but her and her co-workers' salaries were as quiet as stagnant water, which forced her to choose to take a break from work to ask for a salary increase, and also forced herself to the end. ”

"How?"

"The shutdown failed, and this place is similar to the place on Earth before World War II, where the workers did not have so much savings, and the labor-intensive family did not have too much, and the long-term shutdown movement was stopped because of the scarcity of livelihoods.

The female workers returned to the factory in embarrassment to continue working, and she took the lead in taking a break from work was dismissed, and the girl with the best luck soon found a new thing to welcome guests in a clothing store,......

Medi silently stared at the cold corpse in front of her.

Being able to do things to welcome guests in a clothing store, I guess my appearance and temperament should be very good before my death, but now all that remains is the decadence after exhaustion and life is boiling.

"Pretty looks, upright and confident temperament, is the reason why she got this thing, and it is also the link that makes her lose the matter, a noble lady who is jealous of her appearance and temperament complains about her, so the girl loses the matter again.

She was really pushed to the end this time, but her life was always upright, she gave up her self-esteem in order to survive, came to a very high-level hook bar, and relied on her posture to find a handsome dude, this time she had a good life. ”

"Are you fostered?"

Medi waved away the flies and wolfdogs that were sniffing the carrion, and asked again.

"That's right, it was really an unforgettable day for the little girl of Tunzi, the handsome and golden lady felt sorry for her handsome son, the luxurious and warm big house, the diet changed from black bread that could be stoned to death, to soft white bread, Ganzhi's jam and milk, and even the steak that used to be high, all so wonderful......"

"This is really not surprising at all, this is not a fairy tale world, with her identity and status, she will definitely not marry that golden son...... She got the divorce money?"

Medi's tone was extremely quiet.

"A lot, just enough for her to live for a while, the money will always run out one day, unfortunately she was hurt by the love for a long time and couldn't get up, until the money ran out and didn't find anything, and because of the pretty appearance caused new trouble, a boy took possession of her by drinking, and worse, she became pregnant shortly after that night, and the bad life fell into the well. ”

"Where's the boy? He's a father. ”

Faced with Medi's questioning, Zhiwan just teasingly replied, "He's just a kid." ”

"A single woman who is uneventful and pregnant, is there no organization that can help her?"

Medi stepped forward, her hands covered the cold corpse with a white glow.

"Yes, she was denied. ”

The Wisdom Scepter didn't stop Medi's industrious actions, but only quietly and cruelly told the results.

"Why?"

"Because he told a lie in the pursuit of the subsidy, which annoyed the noble ladies in the high, he was rejected, and then ...... As you have seen, the Archduke, she has chosen to take her life by the most drastic means, and she has no intention of letting the child in her womb live in a world surrounded by hopelessness and coldness. ”

Medi stopped the useless healing light in her hand, then lifted the woman's old clothes and looked at the chronicle of the day that was only protected by her body and a photograph of her youthful appearance.

He flipped through the journal, exemplifying the lessons of the wisdom scepter, and asked his last question.

"You know everything?"

"I contain the scepter of the heavens, the most trusted divine weapon of the demon king, the emperor who brought the world ominous, calamity, and death, so I will not save her, only the gods can save her, and this world ...... There is no such thing. ”

Medi flipped to the last page of the journal, where there was no writing except for a note of the smallest denomination, which he took out and turned away from the poor woman.

"One thing, you're wrong. ”

"Huh?"

The wand looked at Medi freshly, not knowing what was wrong with it.

"This clever woman did not die of fragility, but the poison she drank, as evidenced by the journal of the day, this picture with this banknote, and she still believed in the 'plan' even in the face of death. ”

"I don't understand what you mean, Grand Duke. ”

Zhiwan asked hesitantly.

"If you don't understand, close your mouth and lead the way at the front, since it is a clever scepter containing the heavens, then you should know where I want to go when I am most unhappy right now. ”

With that, Medi looked at the note in her hand and clenched it sluggishly.

Ms. Eva Shi, I have received your treatment exactly, in the name of the Emperor of Heaven, the left coupon is formed.

This hatred will flow to hell and bring the boundless karmic fire from hell to the world.

In a mansion not far from the capital of Fioréa, the handmaidens who come and go are busy preparing a harmonious family feast.

No one noticed that a man was silently looking this way.

The more she walked, the more sentimental Medi became, the streets of the poor filled with numbness and stealth, the castles where drunken dreams and dead carriages argued, such a strong analogy that he had never seen even in the feudal Wizard Continent.

"For the cultural-level weapons, the 'big water', 'big earthquake' and 'big ice' have all entered the state of being planted. ”

The staff of wisdom flew in front of Medi's eyes, and preached: "From now on, you are the god who interrogates all beings, and if you think that if you are not freehand, a single thought can bring the culture of this world to a state of destruction...... Of course, I know that you will not do this, the Grand Duke, and the shelf must be put out, which is the beginning of your legend. ”

"Legends?"

Medi frowned as she looked at the brightly lit castle ahead.

"That's right, your story will become a legend here, from now on this family is the epitome of this world culture, their character unilaterally represents all the people of this continent, if they sweep the counts are heinous and unrepentant, the great water that interrogates the common people, tears all the earth, and freezes all the centuries, will be on this culture one by one. ”

The wisdom staff looks like a god I am really the most familiar with this routine, and said with confidence, the old opponents of the Emperor of Heaven often use this set to obtain the faith of the ants, but it is different from the appearance of the Grand Duke, they will really do this, and after doing it, the ants will be grateful to them.

"I don't want to care about that. ”

Medi placed the journal with her sins on the tree closest to the castle, just in time to look out at it all.

"I don't want to take revenge on anyone now, I don't want to talk about who is right and who is wrong, I just want to finish this left ticket, I just want to destroy this unhappiness, otherwise I won't have peace at dinner. ”

"That's why I'll come over and help you, the Grand Duke. ”

With a wave of his hand, he handed Medi a black hoodie of the 'Fake Godhead', the top of the conical hood embroidered with a crimson flame, and when Medi put it on, she could only glimpse a pair of crimson eyes.

Then there is the collection of the Vessel of Faith, a dark scythe, and the construction of two development artifacts......

Like a soul hooker.

Now Arthur Burling looks at himself with a little excitement as his daughter, Sheila Burling, will marry her rival's son, Gerald Croft, tonight.

Although he and Old Croft before today, because of the reason of the rivalry between you and me, you are enemies to the death, and they don't know how many times they have sent killers to plot against each other.

Even Croft Sr.'s fifth new wife, a beautiful woman died at the hands of a mage he hired, and his second son, who had just been born, was killed by Croft Sr.'s subordinates in front of his eyes.

There is a good saying, if you don't kill me today, then I will still do business with you the next day, and the son of Old Croft, Gerald, really didn't know when he got in touch with his daughter Sheila, which made Arthur Burling see an opportunity.

His garment belongings and Croft's garment belongings, if linked by marriage, will undoubtedly monopolize the clothing industry of the Duchy of Fioréa.

This would mean that workers could be hired at lower wages, clothes could be made from inferior fabrics, clothes could be sold at higher prices, and more things that could only be done with monopoly power, and there was no more profitable business in the world than a monopoly.

"I think so, Duke of Burling. ”

At the lavish dinner, under the light of all kinds of lights, Gerald raised his feather to pay homage to his future father-in-law, and his betrothed partner Heerabeling now sat beside him with a shy face, untouched, and her pretty face was already stained red.

"I'm not a duke yet, but if your father likes to support it, that's fine. ”

Arthur Burling's eyes almost narrowed into a slit on his fat face, Duke, this Duchy of Fioréa is the most noble title after the Grand Duke.

"Well, today is the day of the young people, Arthur, don't show off your precious title. ”

Lady Arthur Burling, a noblewoman who could speak well throughout Fiorella's social circle, raised her feather and smiled as she interrupted her husband's complacent.

"Ah, it's going on again. ”

Arthur Burling shrugged his shoulders and looked at the other side of the table with some dissatisfaction, a young man who was pouring himself stuffy wine one after another.

Compared with Gerald, who has a huge emotional intelligence and has now gradually taken over his father's company, his son Eric is much more powerful, and even when he goes to work, he sees the children who are fooling around in it one after another, telling him how to trust the company to him.

"Best wishes, my sister. ”

As if he didn't see his father's dissatisfied eyes, Eric Boling, who was slightly drunk, raised his feather and looked at his sister, who was smiling extremely sweet and contented, and his eyes flashed with a trace of anguish that no one noticed.

"Eric, how are you?"

Sheila was keenly aware that something was wrong with her brother's emotions, and her fiancé Gerald laughed and said, "It's not because I'm going to rob the world's most advanced sister that I'm not in a good mood." ”

Everyone laughed for a while, but Eric pulled the corners of his mouth far-fetched.

At this moment, the maidservant hesitated to break into the warm banquet, and reported to Arthur Burling that a man in the freshest costume had come to pay her respects, which made the Marquis, who was about to become a duke, the most dissatisfied.

"Is there anything that can't be said after dinner?"

"Mr. Arthur, he said he had come to investigate a case in which a woman had died in a ghetto not far away, and he thought it had a lot to do with us. ”

With a loud sound, the feather that had never left Eric's hand fell to the ground and was destroyed, and at the same time, with a loud noise, a man dressed as a god of death burst into the hall with a black scythe, and behind him were more than twenty wailing and churning guards.

Three of them were mages hired by the Boling family, and they had now fallen from their previous posture of being high above them, lying on the ground and eating mud like mortals they despised.

And the initiator of all of this walked in briskly, and in the midst of a wailing sound, he took the scythe to the station, and greeted him gloomily and hoarsely: "Hello, Mr. Arthur Burling, I introduce myself to Medi, a passing idler. ”

"Do you know who you're talking to?!"

The elegant lady was also calm in front of her, she reprimanded the rough intruder from above, and Gerald on the side also put on an indignant expression and said to Medi: "Mage, do you know who you are in front of?"

"Do you know who I am?"

Medi lifted her foot and slashed heavily on the ground, and with a loud thud a pit that took up half of the hall was found beneath his feet.