After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

"Mr. Paul, have you ever heard of the Goddess of Nature?" The tin man did not answer Paul's question directly.

He stood up, his gaze sweeping across the crowd, clearly indicating that this was not a suitable place for further conversation.

After nodding knowingly, Paul got up, and the two quickly left the village together amidst the villagers' puzzled expressions.

The woods were quiet. The tin man walked in front of Paul and picked a leaf with his hands, which had lost all feeling for touch.

He let out an echoing laugh and exclaimed, "I never imagined that one day I would be taking a peaceful walk in the woods with a high-ranking paladin from the Holy See, exchanging our knowledge about the world."

Upon hearing this, Paul simply shook his head. "It's just a nominal position. The reason I haven't given up this identity is because the new Saintess is working hard to change the world."

The man in the tin was stunned, then lowered his head and chuckled. "I thought you were going to talk to me about things like faith."

"What faith can people have in God? It's nothing more than the hope that they can live a better life. But unfortunately, a good life is basically inherited only by blood."

Paul's serious answer left the tin man stunned, and he laughed even louder.

"I never expected Mr. Paul to be such a witty and humorous person."

Paul stopped in his tracks, looked at him intently, and spoke in a cold voice.

"In the past, I admired those big shots and thought they must have some extraordinary qualities. But after I was in a high position, I slowly realized that the world they expected was both absurd and terrifying."

"I've seen sex slaves as young as five or six, covered in wounds, unable to speak, only able to scream like pets; I've also seen far more outrageous cult rituals than yours, the eyes of an old man, the heart of an infant, men and women stitched together..."

"They dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, yet uttered foul language, denouncing the goddess's injustice and hoping to gain immortality like the elves. Ironically, the Star of Wishes never responded to them, even though they had offered countless sacrifices."

"This world won't become a better place just because we believe in a goddess. It's only because of the existence of certain people that this world hasn't fallen into the abyss. So I'm terrified, Mr. Messenger. I'm afraid we'll lose this battle, this battle against the entire world system."

Paul's words left the tin man silent for a long time.

The world is far more absurd than they imagined. Even though the upper class has transformed into cannibalistic demons, they can still enslave armies composed of the lower classes to suppress any attempt to resist.

"I asked you before if you knew about the existence of the Goddess of Nature, just to tell you, Mr. Paul."

The tin man spoke solemnly, enunciating each word clearly: "Life is not the private property of any god. Our Cult of the Machine God has discovered well-preserved remains of a being created by the Goddess of Nature, whose appearance is remarkably similar to that of a human."

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Arriving at the Duke's tent once again, Thorne could only pretend to be a good student and nod in approval as he listened to the three novice men talking eloquently about their sex lives.

However, inside, he was wailing: What right do those three have?

Blowing on the hot tea, Oswald moved with the fluid grace of an old cadre, stroking the lid of the teacup as he said, "The key to this problem is to find the key issue."

"We also tested the drug on dogs, and the success rate was as high as 8%. You could say it works as soon as you ejaculate."

"Look at you, cough, if it's an illness, it needs treatment. We've come to this crucial moment, so just admit it openly."

Oswald gave a wink, and Jenny immediately understood. She took out a syringe with a glass test tube attached to it from her pocket, stepped forward, pricked Thorne's forearm, and quickly drew out a large amount of blood.

Thorne was speechless. Was this person implying that he was incompetent?

Well, so many days of failures have proven that he does seem to have a tiny bit of a problem, but... it shouldn't be too serious.

Elena tapped her fingers heavily on the table, closed her hands, and coldly reminded him, "Thorne, the Duke sent you to solve problems, not to let you live a life of ease!"

"Let me give you another heads-up: the Northern Territory has a total military strength of over 50,000, and they're all young men. The reason we sent you is out of basic respect, not because we absolutely need you!"

He lowered his head, feeling numb, and dared not even continue imagining.

It can only be said that every gift in fate comes with a price tag. As the old saying goes, "Youth doesn't know the value of money, old age brings tears to one's eyes."

The more promiscuous he was back then, the more rebellious his body is now. The most terrifying outcome is that he may have completely lost his fertility.

I heard that in one of my past lives, I tried for nearly ten years but still couldn't have any children...

And Senior Eline is a woman of her word. Although she is extremely possessive and does not allow anyone other than her to touch the Duke, she is truly ruthless in her methods.

The upper echelons of the Northern Territory all know that the Duke might occasionally crack a joke, but when it comes to Lady Elene, you'd better pray that you can perfectly carry out her orders.

After shaking the blood in the test tube, Jenny returned to her seat and slowly infused it with the emerald green magic.

As everyone waited with varying expressions, a loud rumble suddenly shook the earth violently.

Thorne, whose heart was in his throat, was startled and clutched his chest tightly. Thankfully, it wasn't the test tube that exploded.

Oswald calmly rose, strode out of the tent, and gazed into the distance at the destroyed wooden house, and... Lilith, whose body was growing wildly and twisting and rolling on the hillside.

The world is full of strange things. I've heard of men whose wives are deflated, and men who get bloated when they don't see their wives.

Amidst the earth-shaking tremors, before Oswald could even comprehend the cause, he heard Jenny, who had caught up, exclaim in surprise, "It's a success, Your Grace! Lilith is pregnant!"

Oswald pinched his chin, deep in thought, and said, "Really? You mean Lilith suddenly got pregnant while Thorne was away?"

Thorne, who followed him out of the tent, ignored the Duke's teasing. He looked worriedly at Lilith, who had undergone a mutation, and clenched his fists tightly.

The good news is that his plan did indeed succeed, and he still retains his fertility. But the bad news is that no one knows what Lilith's mutation will bring.

Luna previously said that if Lilith hadn't become the embodiment of the curse, the Duke would probably have spared her life, provided that Thorne remained the Duke's henchman for life.

But now, more than the calm Duke, Thorne was worried about Senior Elene, who had already drawn her twin swords and might suddenly attack at any moment.

What to do, what to do!

They all overlooked Elene's attitude, but she was the undisputed number two in the Northern Territory. Once Lilith lost the power of the curse, they, along with the child in her womb, would definitely not survive until today.

Sweating profusely, Thorne first looked at Duke Oswald, who was cautiously waiting for the result. No, Senior Elene was just mature and composed, so it was not obvious in normal times. In terms of the Duke's pampering, she received no less than Luna.

Anyway, Thorne has never seen anyone like her in the Northern Territory who dares to have the Duke personally massage her shoulders!

His brain cells were working frantically. Seeing that Lilith had stopped struggling and her body was shrinking, Thorne couldn't believe that there was someone with more influence than Elene.

and many more!

Just as Thorne came up with an answer, Jenny, who had been observing intently to the side, hurriedly reported to Oswald: "It's confirmed, Your Grace, the immortality magic has dissipated by more than half, and Lilith's body is currently on the verge of collapse."

"Then let's end this sooner..." Her words were cut short as Elena had just drawn her twin blades when Thorne suddenly charged out.

Instead of heading in Lilith's direction, he came to the crowd of onlookers, braked suddenly, slid to his knees, and slammed his head hard on the rocks.

Blood spurted from his forehead, but he kowtowed again and again, crying out in anguish.

"Please, everyone, please help us this once, let our child be born!"