When the first ray of sunshine of the spring equinox shone on the earth, the sound of the bell wafted over the green city.

Like the Wright sisters, Charles left the guest room in plain robes.

The street is already a mountain of spirits and a sea of ​​spirits. Everyone whispered the scriptures and walked towards the cathedral south of Green City with the flow of spirits.

Charles, who was extremely sensitive to divine power, felt that the streets of the whole city were like a divine power river, and countless devout believers merged into the surging river from the daily tributaries, and then flowed to the cathedral.

Charles is a bit special. It can be said that he is not talking about anything in the whole city.

Those gods didn't ask believers to believe in only one of them, so he saw a few dwarves walking by the road not far ahead, no less religious than the surrounding elves.

Therefore, someone seems to be mixed with Reimu. It is no problem to worship the **** of life again, not to mention that his nose was helped to grow back by the **** of life. Later, he was almost caught by the **** of death. He also helped himself when he left.

However, this guy reviewed his past with the gods and found that he really couldn't be serious.

Especially in his mind from time to time what kind of fluffy God of life is.

If this idea is known to the surrounding believers, his grave grass should grow to his knees next spring equinox.

Before he could finish his struggle, he followed the team to the front of the cathedral.

The cathedral, like a white jasmine flower, is surrounded by a huge circular square. In the past, Charles thought that the stone bricks of different colors on the square were just pretty, but now he realized that they were reserved for everyone.

After walking for a long time, I don't know who is who.

Charles sat down on a green stone brick and tried to call the **** of life like Reimu.

"The user you called is busy."

The corner of Charles' mouth twitched, thinking that the God of Life is also quite humorous.

He looked around curiously, but no elves said anything to him, because many young elves were like him.

A team is entering the cathedral under the leadership of the priest, and they are about to receive the treatment of the God of Life in the next ceremony.

These places are limited. The ceremony was mainly for severely disabled officers and soldiers in the Southern War.

Elizabeth used her recommendation to put Vichy and Tarantula in, but they could only sit next to the last row of doors, which was enough.

It's a pity that Charles met Eyjafjall a little late, otherwise he could have put her in.

After waiting too long, the ceremony began.

The voice of Pope Victoria on the altar in the cathedral rang around, and the believers outside could hear it clearly.

Different from the general ceremonial style of the dwarves meeting in the Forge Temple, this one is more artistic.

First, the choir led by Elizabeth sang hymns.

A song like a gurgling stream sounded, and the elves sang along.

At the beginning of the second stanza, the chant became like a forest in the spring sun, with a gentle breeze and the fragrance of birds and flowers.

At this time, the surrounding vitality became more and more intense, and a group of flying servants appeared on the top of the cathedral, which was like a white petal.

With the arrival of these atmosphere groups, Kamui began to appear.

Different gods showed different divine powers, and everyone felt that their bodies instantly seemed to be a lot younger, and their waists and legs didn't hurt.

What followed was Pope Victoria's speech in which the report of the work was mixed with the eloquent prayers of the scriptures.

But Charles didn't listen because the call was connected.

"Come on."

"coming."

In the consciousness space, on the grassland full of flowers, Charles and the God of Life are sitting side by side on a big rock.

The **** of life in the appearance of the elder sister of the elf looked at Charles carefully, and said, "Tsk tsk tsk... You can always break through my inherent impression of you."

Charles asked cautiously, "Can you tell me what your original impression of me was?"

"You..." The God of Life touched Charles' head, "I thought you were a good boy, but I didn't expect you to be so bad!"

Charles smiled embarrassedly, thinking that he was talking about his collusion with the evil god, but he didn't know that he was saying that he was blackened and arrested him and gave birth to a football team.

"Alas..." The God of Life hugged Charles and pinched his nose, "Originally, I wanted to ask you to help you a lot."

"But I've changed my mind. Just feel free to say whatever you want."

Charles' nose was pinched, and he said in a muffled voice, "You have helped me a lot, and I don't dare to ask for more."

The God of Life looked at the sky and said, "Well... what should I give you?"

He stretched out his index finger, drew a circle in front, and then a bottle of potion appeared.

"This bottle of potion is for you."

After he finished speaking, he put the potion bottle in Charles's hand.

Charles took a look at the potion bottle, and then broke out in cold sweat.

Romash almost said, "But, what's the price?"

No way, the glowing potion in the bottle was bright green, and when I shook it, it looked a little sticky.

He asked, "Excuse me, what is the function of this potion?"

The God of Life answered mysteriously: "You will know when you take a sip."

Then he squeezed Charles' face and said, "I'm busy, see you when I have a chance."

Then Charles's consciousness came back, and he found that the bottle of how to see how evil was in his hand just now.

No longer thinking about it, Charles put the potion back into the storage ring, and continued to sit there waiting for the ceremony to end~lightnovelpub.net~ At this time, the ceremony entered the climax. The atmosphere group formed by the servants sat outside the cathedral. A performance of the teachings of the Dark Talisman, the divine power of the God of Life flows into the cathedral like a green waterfall, healing the sick in and around it.

Charles heard the elf grandpa laughing next to him, and the presbyopia that had plagued his eyesight for a long time was cured.

The same goes for the surrounding elves. The big hair has small problems, but the small ones are fine. For a while, laughter and prayers mingled together, and the atmosphere of the gods and servants in the air performed even more vigorously.

Charles was the only one present who was very depressed. After working on it for a long time, it seemed that a plug-in that could have been obtained had disappeared, and then he got a bottle of potion that he didn't know what to use.

But he saw it very openly. If it's gone, it's gone. It's not bad for this one.

After the show was over, Charles went to visit Vichy and Tarantula.

The two of them recovered, and after returning to their residence, they fell into a deep sleep.

And because they are old and injured, they have to do a series of physical examinations after waking up.

Charles didn't disturb their rest and left after leaving a note.

Next, he went to the house of the God Lord to retrieve the Slime Sword, and then went to the warp in the territory to have a look.

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