Honey, it's time to take your medicine!

Chapter 469 Sylph's Last Treatment
Kingdom of Exeter.

King Edson didn't know what Qin Chu really meant, let alone why he asked everyone to put down their work and pray. The message magic came suddenly, with no beginning and no end. From the voice, he could feel Qin Chu's current situation. The state was very tense, and he didn't even have time to carefully explain what was going on.

However, both parties are collaborators.

The Kingdom of Exeter is the supporter of the brave and the Pope, and Qin Chu is the backer of the Kingdom of Exeter.

Although King Adelson didn't think that Qin Chu had the ability to spy on what happened thousands of kilometers away, he wouldn't immediately cheat when he first started working together.

As the soldiers ran around the royal city, the king's order spread quickly.

Residents put down their work one by one, knelt on the ground devoutly and prayed to the sky, offering their absolute loyalty.

For the citizens of the Kingdom of Exeter who have just experienced the fear of death, their beliefs are definitely the most pious.

No one will forget, on that night, under the red moon all over the sky, the angel stayed in the night sky against the evil god.

Those are the dependents sent by the Goddess of Holy Light to save the creatures of the lower world.

In the imperial city of the empire, Veronica also received Qin Chu's order. The head of the knight group also keenly sensed that something was wrong with Qin Chu's tone, as if something very bad had happened.

And getting as many people as possible to pray seems to be very important to His Majesty the Pope.

As a fanatic, Veronica will definitely complete His Majesty's orders without any hesitation or discount.

With Veranika's order, all the priests put down their work and knelt on the ground to pray devoutly.

This is especially true for those old people. After all, their daily work is to receive lectures and pray, that's all.

Seeing the believers who were kneeling on the ground all around, muttering words praising the hymn of the Goddess of Holy Light, Veronica frowned.

Not enough...not enough...not enough.

Although this seems to be a rather large number, Veronica always feels that this number is far from meeting the requirements and standards of the pope's subordinates.

Just like this, His Majesty the Pope cannot be satisfied.

As a subordinate, in the face of the tasks assigned by the boss, one should do more perfectly.

Panting violently in her throat, Veronica immediately arranged for a group of priests to go to the most densely populated area of ​​the civilian area. These priests did not carry anything else, only storage rings filled with bread and milk.

No matter if you are an old man, a child or a young man, no matter if you are a man or a woman... as long as you can pray devoutly, you are a believer of the Goddess of Light, and you can get the bread and milk bestowed by the Goddess of Light.

This method seems a bit shameless.

Bread and milk are absolutely luxuries for commoners. Their most common food is rye steamed buns, a kind of hard stuff mixed with wheat bran that can even make your throat feel like a knife stings when you swallow it. .

But even for things like rye steamed buns, the hard-earned wages of a young and middle-aged man may not even be able to afford the needs of a family, let alone fragrant bread and delicate milk.

Now as long as you pray to the Goddess of Holy Light devoutly in your heart, you can get the gift of bread and milk?
There is such a good thing?
No one would refuse this kind of request, they have not been brainwashed... no, it is education, they have not received lectures, they are not as religious as those old people.

But as long as one of the ten people is sincerely grateful for the gift of the Goddess of Light, it seems to Veronica that it is a great success.

The bread and milk tactic is useful.

Veronica arranged for more and more priests to go to the civilian areas to distribute food.

The civilian area, which was even more exaggerated than the total population of the Kingdom of Exeter, was almost completely at a standstill at this time, with figures kneeling on the ground everywhere, and the hymn of the Goddess of Holy Light echoed in almost every corner of the civilian area.

The power of faith reached an unprecedented peak at this moment.

Originally, ordinary people could not see the traces of the power of faith, but now with the unprecedented skyrocketing of faith, a large amount of faith condensed in mid-air, gradually forming groups of thick milky white clouds.

The cloud of faith cruised in the sky and drifted towards the palace of the brave, and finally formed a large funnel-shaped cloud above the palace, accompanied by violent rotation, as if it seemed to be completely swallowed by a mysterious and powerful existence.

And that weird picture aroused the fear of the common people in the imperial city. Under the publicity of Veronica, they were worshiped as a miracle. Invisibly, their beliefs became more pious.

Feeling the endless river of faith being swallowed by the vortex, Qin Chu's face was extremely solemn, and he didn't know how much these things he had done could help the Goddess of Holy Light.

Do your best.

On the other side, Sylph's room.

She had already received the news from her master, and her cheeks were a little flushed. Although she felt the strange fluctuations outside, it had nothing to do with her.

For the current Sylph, the master's order is the only one.

Since she was going to serve her master, Sylph naturally wouldn't neglect her. After cleaning her body carefully, she changed into a black and white dry maid outfit before coming to the master's bedroom.

She could see how serious the master's face was.

Looking at the slender and beautiful elf in front of him, Qin Chu took a deep breath and his face gradually calmed down, and Sylph, who had been watching his master, finally showed a slight smile at the corner of her mouth.

The calves wrapped in white silk staggered briskly, nestling in the arms of the master.

"Sylph, this is the last time you will receive treatment."

Qin Chu said quietly.

Sylph's pupils contracted slightly, and she had heard it in the message magic before, but she still couldn't help trembling when she heard the master say this with her own ears, and the first thing that came out was a burst of ecstasy.

This means that the traces left by the evil god in her body will be completely removed by the master, and she no longer has to be trembling, worrying all the time that she will become ugly and weird.

Then came a little loneliness.

After the last treatment is over, there will probably be no chance to use the excuse of treatment to make out with the owner in the future, right?
However, this is not a problem. Sylph does not think that the master will let such a beautiful elf like herself be spared.

With a confident smile on her face, Sylph took a deep breath, gently pushed her master's chest with her little hand, and pushed the master's body down on the bed.

Since it was the last time she received treatment, Sylph still hoped to leave the most wonderful memory for her master.

……

Qin Chu's consciousness once again entered Sylph's soul world.

This soul world has become very different from before. The ground is dry and cracked soil, and the sky is dull and oppressive.

Although it still doesn't look very good, it's not like Angelika's soul world, full of freshness and nature, it's a dense forest, a clear stream...

Sylph's soul world still tends to be dark and gloomy.

But compared to the beginning, it is much better. Qin Chuhe will not forget the black muddy ground, the scarlet blood pool, and the dark, oppressive sky when he first entered Sylph's soul world. It's a real hell, full of filth.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Chu's consciousness quickly flew across the world, and found the location of Sylph's soul with ease.

The blood pool below the soul has almost dried up, leaving only a layer of dark red jelly like jelly, which can no longer make many waves.

Sylph's soul was floating above the blood pool, and nine silk threads were wrapped around the soul. It seemed that the soul was twisted into a ball and writhed because of the pain.

That's right, there are only nine left.

only……

When Qin Chu saw the nine silk threads, he frowned.

The redness of these nine silk threads is getting darker and darker, and the length and diameter of the silk threads are also more exaggerated than before. Each silk thread is as thick as a little finger.

Moreover, they are more active, they are like tiny poisonous snakes, constantly shuttling and wriggling in Sylph's soul.

Every movement can bring great pain to Sylph's soul, and the soul twitches non-stop.

These nine silk threads seem to be trying to weave a big net, which completely binds and entangles Sylph's soul.

call……

As if, Qin Chu's consciousness let out a long breath.

Sure enough, as I expected, the remaining traces of Sylph and Athena's soul must be cleaned up as soon as possible, otherwise, it will cause unimaginable troubles.

Those ugly monsters in the void have already started to move.

Qin Chu's soul turned into a gust of wind and swept forward.

Consciousness evolved into a huge palm, grabbing directly at a scarlet thread running through Sylph's soul.

The silk thread was obviously more dangerous than before, and a sharp hiss could be heard faintly, and the next moment, the dark red silk thread turned its head instantly, and its head was in a spiral shape like an electric drill, and it instantly knocked Qin Chu to the ground with a pop. The huge palm formed by the evolution of consciousness penetrated into the depths of Qin Chu's consciousness.

This scarlet thread seemed to want to wreak havoc deep in Qin Chu's consciousness, but although this thread had a certain degree of self-awareness, it was obviously not very smart.

It entered Qin Chu's consciousness, but... this is also a trap.

In the next instant, Qin Chu's conscious body began to glow with dazzling white light from head to toe.

The power of the Holy Light was directly pushed to the limit by Qin Chu.

The dark red thread in the depths of consciousness has endured the most serious and hottest burning of the holy light from all directions.

creak creak...

Qin Chu seemed to hear a strange scream in his trance, and then the silk thread that was brought into his consciousness was directly burned to ashes by the holy light.

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