With a rhythmic vibration coming from the soles of her feet, Minerva stared out the window.

The world is vast and vast at night, and the boundless scenery has a powerful charm that overwhelms and engulfs people, and even a long time of looking at it will make one's sense of existence thin. But Minerva just pointlessly cast her gaze into the distance, allowing her stagnant thoughts to drift freely.

The railway department, aware of the anomaly, quickly dispatched support vehicles, and after witnessing the tragic scene, the officer who led the team was almost frightened to death. It wasn't until it was confirmed that the important passengers, including the saint, the princess, and the heir to the foundation, were safe and sound, that the bureaucrats' faces returned a little blood. Quickly organize personnel to clean up the scene.

In fact, there was almost nothing left to clean up at the scene, and the damaged carriages, humans, and demon corpses were all engulfed by the black diamonds, which collapsed along with the black diamonds, leaving no traces. The only work left was to transport the wounded and damaged firearms, and replace the dining car - sandwiched between the command car and the VIP car, it was lucky not to be swallowed by the black diamond, but it was really not good to let the distinguished guests eat in the dining car full of gun holes.

The new replacement car is just as luxurious as the previous one, with a cleaner and brighter decoration, and it is said that the original car was only 70% complete, but it has been improved based on previous user feedback. Some cumbersome decorations have been abandoned, and some entertainment and leisure functions have been added to better meet the needs of young users. In the stylish carriage, Minerva's heart was filled with a sense of disconnection.

What can be believed? Who can be believed, and what is true?

Because he wore the spell-breaking talisman that had been passed down from generation to generation by the royal family, he did not fall asleep like everyone else. After unexpectedly witnessing the back of the crystal wings and hearing a conversation that was out of common sense, Minerva seemed to hear the roar of the collapse of the foothold.

The destruction of the world, the management of the system, the maintenance of order, the cleaning of foreign objects, the Mother Goddess, the Church, the arrows of fire that fall from the sky, the heat waves that burn a qiē, the black diamonds that cover the earth, and the agents of divine will.

These beings are completely beyond the reach of human intervention and have been unknown, and for a long time, the vast majority of people, including herself, did not even know the fact that she was being managed.

Despite the constant emphasis on the fact that "our country is independent and the exercise of royal power is not bound in any way, as are other countries", Minerva was also aware of it. The other party is not the one who dominates. Instead, they call themselves "managers".

A casual blow would be enough to level the mountains and dry the sea—with the power of that black-haired man, if he wanted to become a man of power, there would be nothing in the world that could be called an obstacle. But he didn't do that, and the back and forth of the conversation with the saint was only concerned with one thing - the stability of the world order.

No power struggle. Wholeheartedly maintain the peace and stability of the world.

It sounds like a good guy who can't save zài. It's incredible. When you think about it, you shudder.

With that power, any word of it can become a reality, for all intelligent life. It can be said that it is an absolute existence, and no one can rebel. If the administrator thought that it would be conducive to the survival of order in the world, and slaughtered tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands of people in an instant, I am afraid that he would not have any hesitation, after all, the administrator's focus is on the world where many races exist, and it is impossible to take into account the fate of each individual. And human beings, as the governed, have no power to ignore this, so they can only accept it.

- What could be more frightening?

Needless to say whether the Divine Agent would actually act to exterminate humanity, the mere announcement of the existence of a ruler over all races, with very different principles of action and pre-existing values and ethics, would plunge the world into panic and turmoil, with riots everywhere, bloodshed and casualties. Next......

“...... Your Highness, Your Highness Minerva?"

Called, Minerva came to her senses.

"Holy ...... Holy Majesty!"

The refocused pupils reflected Ji Er's gentle face, and he subconsciously wanted to question the maid, but found that the silence around him was almost abnormal.

Only the two of them were left in the originally bustling carriage, and the cold air filled the surroundings.

"You're a little weird, so I'm here to take a look. ”

"-Huh?"

Minerva's hand strained slightly, and the hanging tablecloth crumpled.

"It's nothing, I'm just worried about whether I can do a good job of tomorrow's condolence trip, so I ......"

"That kind of thing is so that you can't notice the changes around you. ”

“......”

Minerva didn't know how to answer, pursed her lips and fell silent.

Ji Elle glanced at the cold foie gras and asked softly:

"How does Your Highness feel after seeing the Divine Will Agent with your own eyes?"

The body shook slightly, and the gaze that looked at Ji El became sharp.

Minerva didn't think that her hiding skills were good enough to escape Jiel's sight, she had seen with her own eyes that in the extremely thin area of Mana, the Holy Maiden could still skillfully use a few almost negligible Mana construction techniques to annihilate multiple high-level dangerous species, and it was even easier for her to find that her hiding skills were clumsy.

Is it trying to find out what this matter is going on? Or is it just a temptation?

Minerva quietly picked up the wine glass, moistened her throat with sweet wine, and showed a ** smile:

"Well, 'It's not a dream?' and things like that don't really feel real. ”

"That's true. ”

This is a normal reaction, even if it is a royal family, after contact with the zài who has only been in mythological texts for a long time, it is also a normal reaction to be overshocked and lack a sense of reality.

God is the one who exists. Although invisible, it does exist zài, exercising influence over the whole world. On this basis, the transcendent being, known as the "Divine Will Agent", appeared right before his eyes, showing his great power - anyone would be shaken by it.

But it is impossible for the royal family to indulge in shock and be unable to extricate themselves like ordinary people, let alone a fairly smart princess.

"Your Highness Minerva, what you have seen is indeed the Divine Will Agent of this generation. And this was the first time I had come into contact with it until just now. Before I share my experience with 'them', I would like to hear your thoughts. ”

Exchange of information?

Minerva raised an eyebrow, the amount of information that Jiel had was much greater than Minerva's, and a few words of thought in exchange for the history of the Church's contact with the Divine Will Agent?

Having said that, she didn't want to refuse, after knowing that the existence of the zài above the human race, any information about this huge existence zài was extremely important, and it was of great significance to her country and royal family.

Take a deep breath. The girl spat out organized words.

"First impressions. That's not people. ”

Not derogatory, pure feeling.

Minerva didn't see the black-haired man's face, and judging by his back and voice, the other man's age seemed to be about the same as her own. Listen to the voice of a teenager in the tone of a middle-aged or even an elderly person. It made her feel indescribably weird and awkward.

That alone is not for sure. At best, they can only be regarded as eccentrics. It is not enough to argue that it is not human.

There was no passion in his words. ”

The emerald green eyes were in a trance again, as if seeing the eyes of the undead stop in the void outside the car window.

There is no enthusiasm, and the fate of the world is told with indifference that does not concern oneself -- this is any political zhì family. Nothing humans can do. This anomaly is enough for anyone to assert that "this person is different from ordinary people", and the subsequent actions, the spread of crystal wings, only more intuitively confirm that he is not human.

"I have met people who can be called madmen and wicked people, even though their values and ethics deviate from the mainstream of society, and their methods are disgusting. But their actions have a clear purpose, and they also have what can be called 'crazy' passion, which the man did not have. Cold-hearted observations, cold-hearted assertions...... That's not something that people can do. ”

- Can such beings be called the executors of the will of the gods?

Retracting her gaze from the window, Minerva looked up at Giel, her emerald pupils revealing unfinished words.

In terms of power alone, no one would doubt that power was commensurate with the status of a godbringer, and even if it was most likely not surprising to be told that the world was in charge of the operations behind the scenes.

However, his perspective is completely different from that of humans. To put it in the best way, the black-haired man is also like observing an insect nest, observing and recording what happens in the world.

Being dominated by a being who treats all beings like ants, no one can feel at ease, not to mention that he once bluntly said that destroying human beings is also one of the options.

Faced with this question, Ji Er, who serves the mother goddess, couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Indeed, this generation of divine will agents is more different. ”

"Who were the agents of the divine will in the past?"

"Humans, orcs, dwarves, and ancient species have all appeared as messengers of the gods, and in the past history, they have either hidden behind the scenes, or directly participated in the transformation of history on the battlefield, and sometimes they have been recorded in history as legends of bravery, and more often they have sunk into the dark curtain of history. This generation is roughly the same, but as seen by His Highness Minerva, there seems to be a slight deviation. ”

Indifferent, harsh, cruel, unkind, and with a smile on his face all the time, it is impossible to figure out his thoughts, and at the same time he is resourceful, making it impossible to keep up with his thinking.

Compared with the "heroes" and "brave men" in the historical records who have lofty ideals, run to the battlefield and the market, help the needy, and save the weak, the deviation of this generation is too great, and to put it mildly, he is more like the "demon king" in the romance story, rather than the fair, just, righteous and bright messenger of the gods.

But on the other hand, he is far more in line with the requirements of a "divine will agent" than those idealistic enthusiasts.

"More compliant?"

Minerva interjected.

"Your Highness, the job of the Divine Providence is to 'monitor and correct', simply put, the shepherd dog in the pasture, to monitor whether the world is maintained in a reasonable state prescribed by the gods, and if someone deviates, immediately correct it. The last thing that is needed to do this work is idealism and emotionalism. ”

Obey God's will to govern the world and intelligent life. Adjust the balance of power and eliminate defective products that are not out of specification - there must be a dark and bloody side to this, and even a large number of massacres. In the face of the sea of corpses and blood created by his own hands, lofty ideals, conscience, and even reason finally collapsed, and many divine will agents came to an end.

If you want to be qualified for the position of "messenger of the gods" for a long time. Only without hesitation. I have no doubts about the fact that my abilities are only used for specific purposes, and I only exist for them, not wanting more, not acknowledging more, not allowing more. A qiē is built under the purpose of "managing the world", not to be happy or happy about it, but to follow the reasons that exist, to explore the most efficient means and put them into action.

Then there will be no problems and no problems.

This is what a divine will agent should look like.

Indeed, such a manager does not have to worry about his bias based on self-interest. Nor is there the question of whether zài is so-called fair. But. It's really unreassuring. ”

"You're talking about the consortium. ”

The V.E consortium holds Charlemagne's economic lifeline, and also has extensive contacts in both military and political circles. That's what comes into mind. Churches, which have always been averse to change, have had to be careful about their relationship with corporations. At least not to superficialize the confrontation.

But think about it from another angle. Is it possible to win against a consortium with such a tough backing?

The ubiquitous influence of the consortium, the power of the agent to create the terrain with a random blow. Even more tricky is that the emissary of the gods is not interested in the power struggle, money, or status of the human race, and trying to win him over will be considered a dangerous act to break the framework.

But it is not a good thing to allow the consortium to expand unlimitedly, and on this point, the opinions of the royal family and the church are unanimous.

How to solve this puzzle?

"Your Highness, why don't you go talk to your fiancé?"

Jiel said flatly, and Minerva looked up in surprise.

"Regardless of the identity of the heir of the consortium, it seems that the Divine Will Agent also attaches great importance to His Excellency Roland, doesn't it?"

Indeed, even the agent of the divine will who was no one else made concessions to Roland's request, and there was certainly an element of Roland's excellent negotiation skills, but without the black-haired man's extra tolerance towards Roland, this negotiation would not have been established.

(While not completely influencing the Divine Will Agent, Roland is currently the only channel that can communicate directly with the Divine Messenger.) ）

In less than a second, Minerva deduced her conclusion, and at the same time cast a hidden suspicious gaze on the saintess across the table.

(What's she thinking?)

The agent of divine will is certainly the object of speculation, but the actions of Her Highness the Holy Maiden are also incomprehensible.

Whether it was intended to consolidate relations with the royal family by selling favors, or continuing the plan to "reach some kind of friendly relations with the agents of divine will" in a roundabout way—both ideas were possible and low-risk, but Minerva did not think that Giel cared about such a thing.

"Thank you for your enlightenment, I still have some things to deal with, please forgive me for missing me first. ”

Instead of sitting here, take concrete action first.

Judging by this, Minerva bowed and exited the dining car.

"Oops, this kid is still so impatient. ”

After the carriage door closed, Ji El shook his head with a wry smile.

Minerva's gait was impeccable, but with a palpable impatience in her eyes, it seemed that she understood her hint and was ready to act immediately.

"Aren't you going along?"

Asking ** questions to the air, the scenery in the carriage began to distort, gradually forming the outline of a human form.

"My sister told me to wait and observe before deciding on what to do, right?"

The phantom spell was completely lifted, and Diana replied with a blank face.

"But ah, don't you think it's fun to watch little Minerva work so hard and compete with her?"

"That only invites resentment. ”

Diana's tone remained unchanged, and her eyes flickered slightly as she looked at Kielle.

"Sister, is this good? ”

"Contact with the Agent has come to an end, there is no point in continuing with disjointed plans, and from the very beginning, unrealistic delusions and blind commands can only be considered madness. ”

“......”

Diana was speechless.

The church, which has been in operation for nearly a thousand years, is now at the end of its rope.

Although not completely weakened, the Church is still practiced all over the world. But signs of decline are already emerging. The rise of consortia, the strife of the nations, and the lack of progress in the holy war...... The number of events that symbolize the weakening of the power of the Church, and the refusal of a divine agent to cooperate, can be said to be inevitable in the decline of the Church.

This is the fate of the times, but Diana knows that long before the tide changes, there is already a crisis in the church.

Despite a certain amount of contact and mutual interference with the outside world, the church is generally an inward-looking and closed organization. The extreme values and ways of thinking of fundamentalism and fundamentalism are mainstream within the Church, and even the Pope himself is a symbol of ultra-conservatism. It is precisely because of the extreme that there is a dangerous seed that can collapse at any time inside.

The founding goal of the church was to "convey the teachings of the Mother Goddess." In fact, it is a means of interfering with nations and a ministry of support for the agents of divine will. Since the betrayal of the previous generation of Divine Agent, Linardo Dark, the meaning of the Church's existence has begun to waver, and the clergy, who have been blindly following the goals set by the founders of the Church, have begun to doubt the meaning of their actions. The whole church began to lose its way. Before the rise of various external threats. The Church's own cohesion has gradually declined, and internal factions are happy to pull each other back.

In addition, the decay of the church has reached the point where it threatens its own survival.

Start with the creation. The doctrine and philosophy of the Church have basically not changed, ignoring the changed culture, situation, values and other things, and the idea of the pope "secretly dominating and guarding the world" has long been out of touch with the times.

"Initially, I thought that the president of the consortium and the agent of divine will might be able to change this situation, but in fact, this idea has not changed until now. But—"

Ji El smiled happily.

"I don't think it's possible, Lord Roland may bring about unexpected changes. ”

Indeed, Li Lin, an industrialist, a monopoly plutocracy, a diplomat, a strategist, and with the support of a god-willed agent, has brought about all kinds of changes in the world, for better or worse, and the world is indeed changing.

"However, it is not necessarily the scheming strategists or the powerful who speak in the voice of an old man with a young face who can bring about change in a closed world at the end of the road, most of the changes are triggered by young people who come into contact with 'something out there'. ”

A gentle smile spread across her face, like a blooming flower, a delicate princess, a saint.

"We must hold the key to change the trend of the times. ”

She said lightly.

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Just a door, dividing the two worlds.

On one side of the door is the quiet night, and on the other side is the hell where the bravest men will scare the souls, the lair of the evil spirits of Shura.

"Don't, don't...... Stay back. ”

Roland shuddered back into the corner, his face twitching violently.

The enemy had surrounded him, and several pairs of eyes were shining so brightly that they made people's hearts tremble.

I have been exposed to this sparkling gaze several times. The first time was on the way to the sleeping place of the Mother Goddess with someone, and countless female elves approached like evil spirits, and then you can often see this terrible look in the campuses of Alfheim and Rüders.

Whenever I talk about the distribution of my favorite objects and characters in my works, all of whom are men, the eyes of girls are peculiar to them as if they were carnivores and dangerous species.

"No need to call it, this is a soundproof carriage, and no one will come back even if you cut your throat. ”

The giant needle ant's hands were clawed, its fingers moving constantly, and its mouth made a sound.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt...... It probably hurts for a while, and then you're guaranteed to go to heaven. ”

The worm's eyes widened, and his saliva ran down to the floor.

"You'll know how comfortable it is after you've done it, come on, Master Roland, and move forward to 'this side of the world'. ”

The flower mantis, with its neck crooked and its face half buried in the shadows, showed a broken smile, and reached out like a zombie to continue to approach.

"Although I once tried the young master's nakedness, but ...... Sure enough, it's just that it's not enough, and it has to go further. ”

The spider, completely distracted, blocked the last gap in the web, and a large group of maids behind them had green eyes and swallowed their saliva.

"Guys, you're ready to go. ”

The scorpion yawned long, and the girl, who was already desperately thirsty, howled and swarmed up.

"Whew-!!"

There was not even a chance to jump out of the window to escape, and the pale young man was instantly thrown into the oversized drum washing machine.

"Take it off!

"Take it off!"

"Go!!"

The shirt and shoes and socks drew a beautiful parabola, and the breasts were touched and pinched by several hands at the same time, and the exclamations of "so smooth", "no hair", and "the curve of the ass is so good" kept rotating on the top of the head.

Soft white and tender palms continue to join the storm of indecency, and the area of infringement is getting bigger and bigger.

"Wow, don't mess around! No...... You can't touch it!!You're not married yet, are you?!You're not going to get married!!!!

As the girls said, the hoarse scream could not penetrate the soundproof interlayer, and Roland's resistance was also crushed by absolute numerical superiority, and his palms were as dense as woods, and as flexible as tentacles, and the entangled teenagers were desperately guarding the last fortress, bursting out from the depths of his soul.

"Li Lin, you have a weak soul, it's all your fault!!"

"Blame me?"

Crooked his neck, the black-haired boy in a burgundy dress continued to taste the red wine. (To be continued......)