Who taught him to restore the country like this

Chapter 205 I feel like I'm pregnant
At the end of January, dark clouds gathered over the magical city, foreshadowing an impending storm.

Outside the Magic City, hundreds of thousands of allied troops, led by the three major papal courts, surrounded the city completely.

History is always strikingly similar.

A similar scene occurred during the previous siege of Gray.

However, compared to the last time when they couldn't obtain information about the city, and because the barrier was linked to the lives of tens of thousands of people, they were caught in a dilemma.

This time they didn't have much of a psychological burden.

Because Ron neither blocked information from the city nor set up that inhuman barrier.

They could keep track of what was happening in the city at any time.

They can be considered very conscientious enemies.

Even the current Holy Maiden of the Glorious Church, with her conscience, was somewhat reluctant to consider him an enemy.

"How's the situation?"

Two figures leaped from the sky and landed beside the Radiant Saintess at the city gates of the Magic City facing the Lionheart Kingdom.

When the allied forces saw two more people at the front, they were first stunned, and then their faces showed expressions of disbelief.

These two are none other than Ether, the Holy Son of the Church of Truth, and Cecilia, the Holy Daughter of the Church of Grace.

Weren't they both killed by Ron in God's Kingdom? Why are they still alive?

Could it be... that they came out of the Kingdom of God with Ron more than a month ago?

Then, in order to find a reason that would not be condemned by the world, the three major papal courts deliberately concealed the fact that their own holy sons and daughters had come out, so that the world would condemn Ron.
wrong.

When news broke that "Ron killed the holy sons and daughters of the three major papal courts," the prevailing opinion was that "the three major papal courts deserved what they got for it," and very few people condemned Ron.

There's absolutely no point in them doing this.

It even boosted Ron's prestige.

Therefore, it is unlikely that the three major Vatican churches deliberately concealed the fact that their holy sons and daughters had emerged from the Kingdom of God.

So what's going on?
"You're not dead?"

The Radiant Saintess was also curious when she saw the two of them appear.

"not dead."

"Aetherel said calmly."

"Where did you go before?"

"The Radiant Saintess asked."

Could it be that the central bishops of the three major papal courts deliberately hid them in order to find Ron?
Thinking of this, she felt a sense of unease.

The Glorious Vatican has changed.

At least the glorious Papacy in her mind has changed.

Previously, the glorious Papacy in her mind was upright, principled, and pragmatic.

Nowadays, the Radiant Church is not only becoming increasingly unprincipled, but it also likes to fabricate baseless accusations to make things difficult for someone who has made great contributions to humanity.

So what if they've restored the country a few times? They haven't done anything wrong, so why keep harping on it, even at the cost of overturning the rules?

Some things have been put in the wrong order.

The war for the Kingdom of God is a random event that will inevitably lead to an outcome, and the Holy See should accept any unexpected events with equanimity.

Their ability to restore their country is their own skill.

The Vatican, however, forgot its original mission: to act as a referee and oversee the proceedings, and to refrain from interfering in any way, no matter what happened.

Instead of trying to kill players who are affecting the progress of the God Kingdom War, as is the case now, deliberately seeking a result.

“In the Kingdom of God,” Cecilia asked with a puzzled smile, her eyes narrowed. “Don’t you know?”

"The King of the Kingdom of Lah came out more than a month ago, why are you only coming out now?"

The Radiant Saintess asked, puzzled.

"I know."

Cecilia nodded.

She witnessed Ron almost become a god before being forcibly interrupted by the gods and sent out of the divine realm.

Of course, it's not appropriate to talk about something that even the gods can't afford to mess with in front of so many people.

Seeing that Cecilia did not explain, the Radiant Saintess did not ask any further questions.

"What's the situation in the Magic City now?"

"Aetherel asked again."

"Still the same, nothing's happening."

"The Radiant Saintess replied."

"What does he want to do?"

Upon hearing this, Cecilia looked towards the magical city, as if she could see right through Ron in the city.

The Holy Maiden of Radiance shook her head; she too was somewhat unable to fathom what Ron was planning to do.

If he truly intends to sacrifice the entire population of the magic capital as rumored, then he should open the barrier to prevent the news from leaking out and carry it out as soon as possible.

But instead of blocking the news, he has dragged it out until now.

At this point, only a few hours remained until the end of the Magic Season.

A few hours later, the allied forces will storm the magic capital.

And so far, there has been no movement in the magic capital.

The Radiant Saintess couldn't understand it at all.

Can Ron complete the sacrificial ritual in the remaining hours?
It's hard.

What on earth is he waiting for?
Or is there some backup plan?
Or perhaps... he never intended to perform the sacrificial ritual at all?
Although she had never met this King Ron, based on his actions and understanding of his repeated attempts to restore his kingdom, she believed the third possibility was more likely.

After all, Ron was going to perform a sacrifice, and he had already begun the sacrifice long ago.

If he doesn't intend to perform the sacrifice, then why is he detaining people from the three major papal courts?
In her view, this blatant provocation was more like an attempt to create a reason for being besieged.

He was tired of the endless conflicts and disillusioned with the world, where he was targeted by the Church and the gods even though he had never done anything immoral.

Therefore, he wanted to use them to free himself.

That's what the Radiant Saintess thinks.

"Should I go in and talk to him?"

Cecilia looked at Aetherel for a consultation and asked.

"Negotiation is fine, but you can't go in."

"Aetheril said."

Once Cecilia is under Ron's control, she will become a major obstacle to their attack on the magic capital.

At this point, there's no need for further negotiation.

If Ron really wanted to negotiate, he would have already approached the three major papal courts.

They haven't made any move to seek negotiation opportunities so far, clearly indicating that they intend to go down this path to the end.

Even if he wanted to negotiate now, he couldn't easily get involved.

In this battle, Ron has only two outcomes: death or surrender and imprisonment.

If possible, Aetherel hoped Ron would choose the latter; at least he would be alive, and with the three of them around, Ron's living conditions in captivity wouldn't be too bad.

Based on his understanding of Ron's personality, the probability of Ron choosing the latter was almost zero.

However, we should still make the necessary attempts.

Aetherel sent someone to Thornlands to find a group of civilians and entrusted them with the task of negotiation.

It would be most appropriate for them to go.

Ron's patience with ordinary people far exceeded his patience with seventh or eighth-tier powerhouses.

After being informed of the current situation, not a single civilian in the Thorn Territory flinched because of the danger.

They all cared about Ron and hoped he would survive.

Even if they couldn't persuade Ron to come back, they would be content to see him one last time.

And so, a group of commoners from Thorn Territory were sent to the Magic City.

And now on the other side.

Demon God Altar.

Ron, who had been sitting cross-legged for nearly two days, slowly opened his eyes.

"That's it."

He sensed the majority of the ninth-tier magic he had absorbed within his body and stood up.

Time is running out, and the remaining progress can only be absorbed slowly after leaving the Magic City.

He is now going to begin working on resurrecting the God of Magic.

Shifting stars.

……

Ting'en Pharmacy.

"Really?"

"real."

"When?"

Just two days ago.

Does it look like it?

"Yes, I feel like I'm pregnant."

"Only once? That's unlikely, isn't it?"

"Don't you believe in Lord Kong's abilities?"

"But this is too fast!"

"..."

"........."

In the alchemy room, listening to Beta and Gamma whispering to each other in the corner, Mavis frowned slightly.

"You two."

She closed the book in her hand and turned to look at the two of them. Beta was startled.

"exist."

She stood at attention, facing Mavis.

"Could you please stop staring at me while you're chatting? It's been half an hour."

Mavis said.

"it is good…"

"Dean Mavis, may I ask you a question?"

Beta, who had already become obedient, was interrupted by Gamma as soon as he opened his mouth.

Gamma then asked in a startling question: "Are you pregnant?"

As soon as these words were spoken, a bone-chilling cold filled the room, and the utensils on the table unknowingly condensed into a layer of ice crystals.

"Gamma, what are you asking?"

Feeling Mavis's terrifying gaze, Beta quickly stepped forward and covered Gamma's mouth.

"I'm sorry, Dean Mavis, she's been sick these past few days and isn't quite clear-headed. She keeps talking nonsense, so I hope you won't take it to heart."

Beta pressed Gamma's head down, and together they bowed to Mavis to apologize.

He observed Mavis's reaction with a somewhat flustered look in his eyes.

What she feared was not Mavis's strength, but Mavis's identity.

If Mavis has the baby of the Sky Lord, then she will be the uncrowned queen.

She had assumed the uncrowned queen would be Gloria, or a former saint of the Radiant Church.

The result was that an older woman came out on top, which made her feel somewhat resentful.

I should have stayed in the alchemy room that day.

"What's wrong with me? She slept with Master Kong, isn't it normal for them to have a baby?"

Gamma retorted, unconvinced by Beta's slander.

"Please, stop talking."

Beta was on the verge of tears.

"What's so hard about saying this? Didn't she publicly ask for permission to marry Lord Ron before?"

Gamma's main strength is its stubbornness.

Just as Beta was at a loss for what to do, Mavis spoke up.

“I wanted to be with him, but we didn’t end up together.”

She said calmly.

"No?"

Beta stared blankly at Mavis: "That day you were sitting on Lord Kong's lap..."

"I'm just transmitting the information he wants to know."

Mavis turned her head back, her gaze falling on the book in her hands.

"I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Beta scratched his head sheepishly.

"I knew it! Lord Ron is a man of principle; he would never be so desperate as to eat anything indiscriminately."

Gamma breathed a sigh of relief.

What does it mean to be hungry and eat anything?

Mavis frowned imperceptibly.

"Will you two still get together?"

Gamma asked.

"Can the person you marry be someone else?"

Without the mistress's oppressive presence, Beta joined in as well.

"Do I mean, can the woman change partners?"

She added.

"What offensive questions are you two asking people?"

Suddenly, a questioning voice rang out in the room, interrupting their curiosity.

"Sora-sama."

"Lord Ron."

Both Beta and Gamma were startled.

Ron appeared in the room at some point.

Caught red-handed, the two of them lowered their heads and blushed with shame, like children who had done something wrong.

"Is this how you treat my guests when I'm not around?"

Ron stepped forward and flicked each of them on the forehead.

The force was considerable, and both girls covered their heads at the same time.

"sorry."

The two offered a sincere apology.

"Don't you guys have anything else to do?"

Ron spoke words of reproach, but his tone was gentle.

This let Beta and Gamma know that Ron wasn't really angry.

"There are no suitable tools for forging weapons in the magic capital."

Gamma looked aggrieved.

"I have already refined the new type of soul-transfer potion that you asked me to make."

Beta replied with a hint of smugness.

"Not bad, let me take a look."

Ron nodded.

"Yes."

Beta, pleased with the praise, ran out of the alchemy room.

Gamma, standing to the side, was filled with envy.

"Gamma, don't rush your forging."

Ron's gaze naturally fell on Gamma.

The artifact patterns that resonate with both physical and magical energy are a technology from ancient times, and even then, it was not something that could be mastered in a few days.

"Take your time, I believe you can do it."

He offered encouragement.

"Yes, I will definitely live up to your expectations."

Gamma nodded earnestly in response, deeply moved.

Lord Ron is so kind.

After taking care of his two subordinates' feelings, Ron turned his attention to Mavis, who was sitting quietly on the sofa.

"It seems they've caused you a lot of trouble."

he said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter."

Mavis shook her head indifferently.

"More importantly, how are your preparations going?"

The magic festival is about to end, but Ron still looks carefree and idle, which makes him seem very unreliable.

"Not urgent."

Ron walked over and sat down in the chair opposite Mavis.

"My plan is too risky and requires further preparation."

He said.

The cost of resurrecting someone who has just died is extremely high, let alone resurrecting someone who has been dead for who knows how many years.

The cost is unimaginable.

If only a few members of the uncrowned royal bloodline bear the brunt, they probably won't survive the initial stage.

Therefore, he needs to distribute and transfer this heavy cost.

As long as enough people share the cost, the cost borne by each individual will not be fatal.

It may even be painless and itch-free.

Therefore, on the very day he took control of the magic capital, he instructed Beta to develop a new type of Soul Transfer Potion based on the Soul Transfer Potion.

At this moment, Beta returned.

He held a sealed crystal bottle in his hand, its interior shimmering with a dark, flowing light.

"Following your instructions, I used the blood of the Night and the others to modify the Soul-Transfer Potion."

"Now, as long as the people in the Magic City drink this potion, when the soul of the God of Magic within them is revived that night, it will be automatically distributed to the bodies of those who have taken the potion."

Beta explained.

Has any testing been conducted?

Ron asked.

“I had Gamma cooperate with me in the testing.”

Beta replied.

well.

Ron nodded in satisfaction; this was the effect he wanted.

(End of this chapter)