After rebirth, one gold coin bought the Elf Princess

The spirits of plants and trees are like this. They don't have the flexible brains of humans, but their marrow is responsible for thinking, which makes them very stubborn.

"Long time no see, Feilin."

Roland and Janice exchanged glances, then greeted Feilin warmly.

He was more enthusiastic towards Feilin, but Feilin knew very well that behind the enthusiasm was politeness.

He didn't need to be falsely polite to Janice because she was his wife.

Feilin could feel the difference, but she didn't feel any gap.

Nonsense, they have been married for many years, so of course their tacit understanding far exceeds that of others. Why should she compare?

After the three of them sat down as host and guest, Feilin couldn't stand the infrequent but very efficient eye contact between Roland and Janice.

This tacit understanding that transcended language made her feel that it was unnecessary for her to sit anywhere.

She cleared her throat and got down to business.

"Roland, you should be able to sense the changes to the world's rules."

"Yes."

"Will this have any impact on the current war?" Feilin asked tentatively.

Roland smiled and shook his head. "This means that the victory or defeat of a mortal war is meaningless. The final victory or failure is still determined by the duel between the strong."

Feilin nodded in agreement. She bit her lip and hesitated a little, but decided to tell the truth.

"His Holiness the Pope is preparing to abdicate. If nothing unexpected happens, I should take over."

"The old... the old pope has stayed at the peak of the sixth level for quite some time. It seems that he has made a decision."

The old man almost blurted out the answer, but luckily Roland changed his words when the words were about to come out of his mouth.

Feilin glared at him with some dissatisfaction. Although she didn't say it explicitly, she had already heard it.

“Which path will the Pope choose?”

Roland asked calmly without changing his expression.

“The hardest road.”

Feilin's expression was calm, and her voice was light, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her. "You should have heard of the coming of the angel of God."

"Yes, choose a body with pure faith as the carrier of the descending God's Messenger. Although the descending God's Messenger is only at the peak of the sixth level, he is almost invincible in the material plane."

Roland added lightly, "Only almost."

Obviously, he does not agree with the so-called invincibility in the same level.

The fighting skills of the gods' messengers come from gods, and are indeed a dimensionality reduction attack on ordinary mortal strongmen, but the body that carries their powerful strength is just a fragile mortal body.

A body with pure faith is most likely not a strong one, and the power it can contain is even more limited.

In the face of absolute strength, are superb skills really invincible?

Roland disagreed.

It's too fancy, but he can be knocked down with one brick.

Now that you have come to the material plane, no matter you are a messenger from the divine realm or an apostle from the abyss, you must abide by the rules here.

The Tiamat are the masters of the Tiamat plane.

Feilin was not surprised by Roland's attitude.

Although Roland publicly declared his belief in five different gods, Feilin knew very well that he would not give his true faith to any one god.

He only believes in himself.

Many people around Roland were also influenced by him and embarked on the path of breaking through to become heroic level strong people.

This is a road full of thorns and there is no way out.

But this is also the only way to talk to God without kneeling.

Feilin's strength has broken through the sixth level, but she is still some distance away from the peak of the sixth level. She doesn't need to make a choice for the time being and can continue to be an ostrich for a while.

But she knew very well that the ostrich would be exposed before long.

She has to make a choice eventually.

The Pope was once a loyal believer of the Goddess, but his attitude became increasingly ambiguous after the last visit of the God's messenger.

It was obvious that something unpleasant happened between the messenger and the Pope, but the old man just didn't want to talk about it.

She told Roland all the information she knew about the last time the messenger of God came, and let him make his own judgment.

After listening to Feilin's story, Roland's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice:

"The Pope is already at the peak of the sixth level, and he won't be too attached to worldly power. But he has been slow to hand over the scepter to you. There must be something wrong."

"I'm really worried. Why don't I accompany you back to the Eternal City?"

Feilin was confused by Roland's unconventional thinking and asked hesitantly, "What's your reason for going to the Eternal City?"

"Are you stupid? I am a follower of the Dark Goddess after all. What other reasons do I need to worship the great God?"

Feilin smiled a little embarrassedly.

Roland was right, she was overthinking it.

Whatever happened in the court, at least it was not made public. It was reasonable for a believer to go to the Eternal City to express his piety to the goddess.

Janice, who had been staring out the window without saying anything, said calmly, "I'll go too. I haven't met Lord Eugene for a long time."

"I want to visit him first, maybe there will be some unexpected gains."

Roland and Feilin agreed with her point of view.

The battle for missionary rights in Gracia more than 20 years ago was the last battle between the three major religious organizations in the field of spreading their faith.

Although there have been conflicts and contradictions among the three parties since then, they were basically resolved by sitting down and negotiating.

The relationship between the Dark Court and the Light Court also changed from noisy neighbors to competitors in the next-door department.

Feilin and Janice have been exiled for a long time, far away from the center, and some things are not clear to them. Eugene must know more secrets.

......

Just as Roland was taking Janice and Feilin to the Eternal City of the Holy Land through the teleportation array, in the new headquarters of the Stargazing Society, Egilina was looking up at the Stargazing Hall, deep in thought.

Her heart moved, and a deck of cards came into her hands.

The cards were very clean, but had a faint smell of blood.

This deck of cards was the first one she used to predict Roland's fortune, and it was also the fortune card she used most often.

This deck of cards has been sealed for a long time. For some reason, she suddenly had the idea of ​​divination today.

Over the years, she has reorganized the Stargazing Society, stripped off many peripheral organizations, and made the Stargazing Society a relatively pure academic organization again.

She even handed over the armed forces of the Stargazing Society to Roland, focusing on a Buddhist approach.

Now that they have moved to Gracia, the safety of the Stargazing Club can be left to Roland.

If Roland can't protect them, no matter how many troops there are, it will be in vain.

Her behavior disappointed many astrologers and stargazers, who thought she was a traitor by selling the Stargazing Society to Roland.

But there are also many members of the stargazing club who support her.

They believe that this is what a stargazing club should be like. The previous stargazing club was powerful but had lost its soul.

As an astrologer, if you don't think about how to use the power of the stars, but instead learn to intrigue from others, you are completely taking a detour.

The members of the Stargazing Society who left formed a new astrologer organization, the Star Society.

They tried to recreate the glory of the Stargazing Club that crisscrossed the continent and leveraged more profits through investment.

The members who stayed behind were devoted to research, not concerned with mundane matters, and their professional capabilities improved by leaps and bounds.

The same is true of Egelina.

For the past twenty years, she has been living in seclusion in the downtown area, conducting research behind closed doors in the city's Star Tower, and has never left.

She had never even met Roland.

Every time she saw Roland, her astrology would fluctuate, but when he wasn't there, she felt peaceful.

Melanie came to see her several times, but seeing that she had her own way of life, the words she wanted to say circled around her lips and then disappeared.

Feng Ling also came to see her, but just left a gift, exchanged a few words and left.

Granny had also approached her, but she only shared a precious wood that she had cut down from somewhere unknown. This wood was very suitable for making an astrolabe, and she did not refuse.

Apart from this, she lived a secluded life and did not attend Roland's abdication ceremony.

However, today she inexplicably wanted to try divination.

The object of divination was Roland.

More than 20 years ago, she had tried to deduce Roland's fate several times but was always backfired upon, and she never dared to do it again.

Roland's fate almost became her inner demon.

Her current level of astrology is almost the same as her teacher Stevenson, but her fighting ability is far behind.

Although she has broken through to the sixth level, she may not be able to maintain the sixth level, and she is even weaker among her peers.

The route she chose was not combat, but support.

Perhaps, this is her best chance to understand Roland's fate?

Egilina's hand holding the card was shaking slightly, and her breathing was a little rapid.

The price of prying into fate is always high. If she is not sure, she really does not want to calculate the direction of Roland's fate.

But she could not resist the temptation, the temptation to observe fate.

This is probably the fate that astrologers cannot escape.

With a self-deprecating smile, the cards in Egilina's hand flew in the air, falling down in dazzlingly different postures, forming a wonderful sequence.

A long dreamlike river appeared before Egelina's eyes.

This is the longest river, because it not only carries Roland's destiny, but also carries the destiny of everyone in the entire plane.

Egelina saw many familiar people.

Their fate is not entirely certain, but their general direction is set.

When her gaze turned to Roland, her body trembled slightly, and the smell of backlash made her a little discouraged.

Obviously, women's sixth sense was not accurate, and Roland's fate was still very dangerous, and might even cost her life.

Her mind told her that she had to stop, but her emotions were shouting loudly.

This is the best chance, and also the last chance. If you can't see the direction now, you will have no chance in the future!

As an astrologer, even if it burns yourself out, you shouldn't retreat like this!

A dazzling light burst out from Egilina's eyes.

Even if it's just for a moment.

Her eyes looked through the River of Destiny and accurately found Roland's location.

The dazzling colorful light almost blinded her eyes, and tears kept streaming down her cheeks.

She opened her eyes wide and saw a scene that horrified her to the extreme and made her want to faint but was forced to watch it all while awake.

In the future she could see, Roland was leaning against a towering tree, holding a scepter, his body covered in blood, fighting with endless enemies with all his might.

Countless corpses fell around him.

There are enemies, but also Roland’s close comrades.

There was no one alive around him, and he was fighting alone.

Above the sky, the warriors of the Divine Realm were like dense swarms of locusts, endless, rushing up one after another to launch suicide attacks.

Roland laughed wildly and tore the God's Realm warriors who rushed over into pieces.

In the sea of ​​corpses around Roland, Egilina saw countless familiar figures.

Her eyes fell on a girl in the corner.