Who told him to rush up there?.

Eli himself is actually just a shallow believer of the Goddess of War, or in layman's terms, a casual fan.

It's not that he is unwilling to believe in the goddess of war devoutly and receive the blessing of the light of victory, but faith is something that requires too much sincerity. It is difficult for people who have the mentality of getting buffs from the beginning to have true faith.

This is why, after a thousand years, through years of propaganda in major temples, two-thirds of the soldiers on the front lines have a superficial belief in the Goddess of War, but less than one-eighth has a devout faith in her. As for the fanatical believers of the Goddess of War, they can no longer be counted as a few percentages, but have to be counted one by one.

Although shallow believers are not completely unable to get buffs, they can only get a weakened version of the Light of Victory, and it is ten times weakened. That is, every time they win a battle against the demons, they can seize 0.5% of the power of the defeated and make it their own.

This was why Eli liked to charge into battle himself on the battlefield, even though it was just a mosquito leg... no, not even a mosquito leg. The tiny bit of power that could be obtained by killing 100,000 demons was not worth mentioning to Eli. But when one's strength was stuck at a bottleneck, even the smallest increase would be a gain.

The same was true for the demon saints he killed later. They were already qualified to be considered as mosquito legs. Although all of them added together could not contribute even a pound of meat, they could at least help him make some progress.

However, he was only a shallow believer. If he killed too many high-end demon fighters, it might be a waste in a sense. But Eli didn't think so, because he had witnessed the heyday of the demons and knew that the powerful demons now wreaking havoc on the continent had not even shown half of their strength.

If you can kill as many demons as possible, you should kill as many as possible. The battle disadvantage of the hundreds of races will become greater and greater as the demon expeditionary force is freed up. Only by killing their manpower on a large scale will there be a possibility of turning defeat into victory.

Of course, it would be best if a large number of demons could be handed over to the devout believers of the Goddess of War to kill. Cecilia is a very good candidate. In her previous life, she relied on madly slaughtering demons to quickly improve herself and become famous in the continent in the later stage of her growth.

Jessica had a different way. She didn't believe in the Goddess of War as devoutly as Cecilia, but her growth rate was no less than Cecilia's. The two of them were similar to this life and became stronger almost at the same time.

"When the master becomes a god in the future, I will definitely be his number one fanatical believer!"

Cecilia said seriously that although she now believed in the Goddess of War, she was not her fanatic. After all, in her heart, her master came first, and even her own beliefs had to take a back seat.

If there is a conflict between the two beliefs in the future, she will definitely choose to give up the Goddess of War and maintain her faith in her master. Of course, it would be even better if there is no conflict between the two beliefs. She can do two jobs and get two benefits!

"I think you should try harder. It would be better if you stop being my believer and become my follower of God."

Eli reached out and touched Cecilia's head, then encouraged her in a gentle tone.

Not only Cecilia, Eli also doesn't need other girls around him to be his believers. He doesn't want to become high and mighty after becoming a god. He wants to progress together with them forever.

"Whatever the master says is what it is. Cecilia will also work hard to become a god!"

Cecilia clenched her fists and took a deep breath, then looked at the others around her. Humph, weak women, when my master and I are together in the God Realm, you should practice hard down there, and don't rush to come up to us...

Oh, yes, there is also Jessica. She can keep up with my progress. So it’s not a two-person stay, but it’s still a threesome…

Anyway, you have to work hard, Cecilia. The master is so strong that it is not easy to keep up with him. If you accidentally become a god a few years, even a dozen or even decades later than him, you may be seduced by an unknown little bitch goddess in the world of gods...

If that happens, who knows, the bicycle that she usually doesn't want to ride might be ridden by someone standing up, and that would be a huge loss!
"Jessica! We have to work really hard!"

Thinking of this, Cecilia turned and said to Jessica encouragingly.

Jessica tilted her head when she heard this, and a question mark slowly appeared above her head.

Others didn't understand why Cecilia was suddenly so motivated. Anyway, the growth gift package for Gabriella had already been given, and it was impossible to wait for her to come back. Eli didn't stay any longer and prepared to say goodbye to his father-in-law with the beautiful girls.

By the time they found Duke Black, he was drinking with his future relative-in-law, Duke Bruno. After a while, the two wealthy nobles were already drunk. At this time, they were still drinking from the wine jugs, completely ignoring the dissuasion of the two duchesses around them.

Well, now my father will have to kneel down on a durian when he gets home. In the past, he would not dare to drink like this. Every time he got drunk, he would be punished. But like today, he got drunk outside and embarrassed himself, so the punishment must be the maximum.

As for his father-in-law, he also knew something about it. After seeing off the guests, he would probably have to go back to the house and kneel down to kill mosquitoes. He would be punished doubly for each mosquito that died. His mother-in-law was not someone to be trifled with.

Fortunately, there was still some time before departure in the afternoon, so Eli was not in a hurry. He waited until the two drunk men fell down and were carried away by their wives with smiles on their faces.

Both duchesses were born into aristocratic families. Although they did not study hard and practice to acquire a wide range of skills, they had practiced to some extent, so carrying two or three hundred kilograms was no problem for them.

Eli didn't dare to rush to do such "rough work". He and the girls around him could only watch as their mother carried their father like a dead pig to the carriage that had been prepared at the door. Then, with a gloomy face, the mother directly asked the coachman to drive home, not even caring about her sons and daughters-in-law behind.

Now I have to kneel down on two durians, one on each side...

Although the father is the head of the family and is very majestic, the mother usually does not make any decisions and seems to be an ordinary wealthy lady. However, the only thing is that the father is repeatedly punished for drinking. Even if he goes to Yihong Pavilion, the mother doesn't care. As long as he doesn't drink flower wine, mainly wine, he can spend money.

It was at Eli's engagement party that his mother allowed him to drink a few more glasses. Although today is also an engagement, it is not an open dinner party, so there is no need to care so much about his face. He should be severely punished.

On the other side, after waving goodbye to his parents, Eli did not let the numerous servants follow him, but sent them home directly. As for himself, he just strolled slowly towards home with a few girls.

He walked slowly on purpose, not to show off his good fortune to passers-by, but to let the noble children nearby recognize them and make it clear that these beauties were his and should not be messed with.

Most of the nobles and high officials in the imperial capital lived in this area nearby. They frequently interacted with each other. As long as some people could recognize someone, basically everyone knew him. Eli didn't want them to meet blind people outside during his absence. Although they could walk around freely below the Saint level with their strength, the huge imperial capital was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Who knows which family might have a Saint-level expert?

You should know that although it is impossible for a saint to exist in the younger generation, it is often written in novels that after the younger one is defeated, the older one comes, and after the older one is defeated, the older one comes. In this world, not only are there countless geniuses who have stepped into the saint level, but there are also those who have managed to reach the saint level by relying on a long time, good talent and luck.

This kind of elderly saint is usually weaker than younger saints. It is not like what is written in some novels that the older the saint, the deeper his foundation and the stronger his strength.

In fact, saints like them who have survived through hard times have already had their blood and energy depleted when they break through to the saint level. Even if they successfully enter the saint level and extend their lifespan, their physical foundation is still much worse than that of middle-aged saints. Even the most basic capital is worse, so how can they be stronger?

As for the background and so-called experience, they are really not worth mentioning compared with talent. In other words, if you are not talented enough and the Saint rank you have achieved with great difficulty is stronger than the Saint rank I have achieved with extraordinary talent and strong breakthrough, then why should all races cultivate young talents? Just eat the longevity fruit and see who lives the longest.

Precisely because there are quite a few such old fellows in the imperial capital, Eli let them show their faces outside first to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Of course, nothing would go wrong under normal circumstances. After all, this was not the first time he had brought these girls out for a stroll. They had been going to the Imperial Capital Magic and Martial Arts Academy every day during this period. Anyone who was not a geek who didn't go out for ten days or half a month would have seen them many times.

Just like that, Eli led a group of pretty girls and walked slowly back home like they were shopping. When they got home, they happened to see a few maids carrying durians into the mansion. The durians had big sharp thorns and looked very tough to deal with. I don't know how they taste if you eat them, but if you use them to kneel, they are really like artifacts.

After seeing this, Eli led his people to take a detour, not giving them the chance to learn the house rules.

After entering the mansion, seeing that there was still time, Eli simply led them to do today's daily training.

During their training, there was still a worker beast secretly watching from a distance, which made Alyssa a little absent-minded. If it weren't for her brother's clear prohibition, she might have looked at her sister Xiangxiang frequently.

Why does that big sister seem to be getting more and more fragrant? Is it Alyssa's illusion? Or is it because it's almost time and she's hungry because she didn't have lunch?

In short, after a whole set of daily training, Eli's special training plan will temporarily bid farewell to him as the planner. In the future, it will all depend on their self-awareness and mutual supervision.

After the training, Eli waited for them to take a simple shower and then had a farewell dinner together...well, it was a parting meal. After the meal, except for Eleanor, everyone else and Long lingered on Eli for a long time, dragging him until it was time to leave.

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At 1:30 in the afternoon, Eli sent someone to notify the delegation to gather at the East Gate, while he himself waited there alone.

The delegation did not keep Chief Envoy Eli waiting for long. In less than a quarter of an hour, the two deputy envoys and other members of the delegation arrived.

Eli glanced at the crowd and found that except for the two deputy envoys, almost all of them were unfamiliar faces. Most of them were young people, and their strengths varied. It seemed that the selection criteria for the delegation should have nothing to do with strength.

"Nice to meet you again, brother-in-law... Oh no, I should call you Dean."

One of the deputy envoys greeted Eli with a smile on his face. It was Prince Charles whom Eli had met at the engagement party with Lina. As a prince of the empire and the emperor's legitimate son, he could only go to the Elf Empire as a deputy envoy. It was obvious that the old emperor really valued him, the chief envoy.

After all, Prince Charles is not an ordinary prince. In everyone's eyes, he is the prince most likely to become the crown prince and very likely the next emperor of the empire. Even he can only be a deputy envoy, so one can imagine the status of the chief envoy.

"You should just call me Eli."

Eli did not argue with Prince Charles about the issue of address. He was the dean in name only. As for the identity of brother-in-law, he had too many uncles and it didn't sound right. It would be better for him to just be an equal and call him by his name.

"That's fine, Eli. Now that everyone is here, should we set off right away or give them a talk first?"

Eli was not a very particular person, and Prince Charles had asked about him before, so he accepted this direct address without hesitation. However, as one of the deputy envoys of the mission, he still obediently asked Eli how to arrange matters related to the mission.

"I have nothing to say. I'll leave the negotiations with the Elf Empire to you, Charles, and Prince Layton. I'm not good at communicating with people. This time when I go to the Elf Empire, you can treat me as the official envoy and the actual tourist. Except for occasions where I must show up, everything else will be decided by the two of you."

Eli also spoke frankly. He went to the Elf Empire to get blessings. He needed many opportunities to show himself to the remaining obsession of the Goddess of Life. Naturally, he did not have the extra time to deal with those tedious state affairs.

Besides, he is really not good at this. If it comes to emotional communication with the beauties of the Elf Empire, he might know a trick or two, but when it comes to discussing national affairs, he is neither interested nor has any experience.

"This... isn't it inappropriate? Father is sending you..."

Prince Charles hesitated for a moment and opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Eli.

"Don't talk about this or that. I'm going there to represent the strength and sincerity of the empire, not to be an official. Did His Majesty give me the letter of credence?"

Eli waved his hand, not wanting to take on the burden of wasting time. Besides, the old emperor was not really stupid. How could he really entrust all matters to a "young man" who was not familiar with officialdom? Even the most important letter of credence of the delegation was in the hands of Prince Leighton. (End of this chapter)