The goddesses attempted to gain my salvation.

Before the president could finish speaking, someone raised their hand.

It was a martyr who sat silently in the corner.

Neither the president nor the other members expected that the one who would ultimately volunteer would be a martyr.

She has a somewhat eccentric temperament and can be very polite in strange situations.

For example, when committing murder, the martyr will sincerely apologize to the victim.

For an assassin who needs to remain hidden, such behavior would undoubtedly expose their whereabouts and purpose, causing the target to be on guard immediately, thus increasing the difficulty of the mission.

Interestingly, she always manages to kill her target without exception.

Of the thirteen people present, no one was more suitable to commit murder than her.

"Since the martyr has volunteered, then you shall take care of Ryan."

“After it is done, you will be the beneficiary of the next sacrificial ceremony.”

After the president finished speaking, he looked at the remaining twelve people.

"The rest of you, do not think that you can do nothing."

"The martyrs are responsible for killing Ryan."

"And you will be responsible for the following sacrificial ceremony."

"The Eye of God has been injured, and the God of the Outer Realms is furious. It is time for us to prepare a delicious meal for Him to appease His anger."

"The Auguston Empire is currently holding a king selection ceremony."

"And the king-selection ceremony will inevitably lead to temporary turmoil in the empire."

"This is a great opportunity for you to shine, don't let me down."

Chapter 210 Has She Gone Mad?

The morning sun brought warmth to the earth.

The young farmer was preparing his horse-drawn cart, getting ready to go to the market to buy some necessities.

Just as the farmer was wiping his sweat, a young girl walked over.

She wore a hood, obscuring her face, and wore the emblem of the Papacy of Basilica on her chest.

Beneath the high-slit white robe were long, slender legs clad in white, semi-transparent lace stockings and white leather ankle boots.

He placed his hands on his chest, respectfully holding the badge, and bowed his head slightly.

It was like a confession, or perhaps a prayer.

The farmer was momentarily stunned.

The girl walked up to the farmer, bowed at a ninety-degree angle, and politely asked him a question.

"Sir... may I ask how to get to the Holy See?"

The girl's voice was so melodious and pleasant that the farmer was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and pointed in a direction.

Having received the answer, the girl bowed at a 90-degree angle once again.

A gentle smile graced his lips.

Thank you very much...

May God bless you...

Looking at the girl's slender figure from behind, the farmer was somewhat dazed.

What a beautiful and polite girl!

But it's so dangerous for someone to walk outside alone.

And we also have to go to the Vatican...

That place seems to be quite far from here.

I wonder if she, with her skinny arms and legs, can even walk that far...

A gust of wind blew by, stirring up sand and dust.

The farmer rubbed his eyes and looked again in the direction the girl had left.

But they discovered that the girl was gone.

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Today is the day Alvin and the Principality of Ferrante are negotiating a deal.

The location was chosen at Moon Bay Harbor.

Those who were influenced by the Piper's voice and fell into ghouls have been completely suppressed by the People's Council's advance force.

Maggie was in charge of this matter.

Just like Claire.

Between being a student at the magic academy and the head of the Rema family, she chose the latter and firmly supported the rule of the People's Council.

Even the most violent ordinary person is still just an ordinary person.

They had absolutely no ability to resist the armored guards of Maggie and the Duchy of Ferrante.

Without any casualties, all those found in the entire Moon Bay harbor, as well as those bitten and scratched, were taken into custody.

It is guarded by 37 armored guards 24 hours a day.

Maggie, clad in light armor, was in charge of supervision.

Foreign Minister Henri, the Sage Aragon, the Merchant Firio, and the host city Lord Nancy of Lavala arrived at the scene one after another.

Next came Alvin, and his accompanying guard, Spencer, one of the seven stars of the Auguston Empire and a lightning-attribute mage.

Next came the clerical staff responsible for taking notes.

Finally, accompanied by Rundolf and his daughter Rebecca, Claire, dressed in silver armor, entered the room.

Claire today gives off a completely different vibe than before.

Her long pink hair was tied in a ponytail, and her form-fitting armor not only outlined her near-perfect figure but also provided defensive capabilities and a unique aesthetic of power.

Claire's face had long lost its girlish innocence.

His brows exuded a cool and noble aura.

The boots landed on the ground with a crisp, clanging sound.

Alvin was momentarily stunned; he hadn't expected the Phoenix family princess to be so beautiful!

She's practically... his dream girl!

Elegant, dashing, and possessing the unique arrogance and nobility of an aristocratic family...

Alvin's heart began to race.

“Hello, Mr. Alvin, I am Claire.”

Alvin snapped out of his daze and quickly stood up to shake hands: "Speaker Claire, hello. I..."

However, Claire gestured for him to get straight to the point.

Alvin withdrew his hand slightly embarrassed and instructed Spencer to hand the document to Claire.

Claire glanced at it and then passed it around among the people around her.

On the other side, Alvin spoke up: "I think Lord Nancy has already explained the details of the deal to you."

"So, let's talk about the lease agreement for Moon Bay Port..."

Claire gestured for Alvin to wait a moment.

"Before that, there is something I feel obligated to discuss with you, Mr. Alvin."

“Before coming to Lavala, I met an old acquaintance. I think you should know her too, Mr. Alvin.”

Alvin was clearly interested.

"Oh?"

"As far as I know, we shouldn't have a common social circle."

"So, which old acquaintance is it?"

Claire sized up Alvin, observing his every move, before slowly speaking.

"After all, she is a member of the Thiel family, just like you."

Alvin was startled. Had someone in his family gotten ahead of him and made contact with the People's Council?

who is it? !

Before Alvin could ask any questions, Claire answered the one that had been on his mind.

"She is Ms. Thiel Tracy."

Alvin squinted.

It was her?!

That woman who only knows how to drink and has absolutely no education?!

Noticing Alvin's surprise, Claire continued.

"Ms. Tracy used to be an instructor at the magic academy and also taught me magic. But now... she should be like you, having participated in the Thiel family's king selection ceremony and been allocated her own territory."

"Moreover, coincidentally, she had the same idea as you. She also decided to purchase a large amount of staple food from the duchy."

"The important thing is that the terms she offered... were more tempting than what you offered."

Claire gave Henris a look, and then Henris handed a document to Alvin.

The terms written above are those offered by Tracy.

Half an hour later, Alvin put down the document and came to a conclusion.

Tracy, she must be crazy!