Reject me, you damn woman.

Therefore, regardless of whether they have had faith in the past, regardless of their original power system and life experiences, those who are inspired by the voice of this great existence will all unanimously express a strong "faith" in this great existence.

From this moment on, this person becomes a "messenger of God".

He will be able to ignore the principles of faith accumulation and promotion, release miracles that belong only to that great existence, and from time to time hear the "divine voice" that only extremely high priests can occasionally hear, which is the so-called "oracle."

Some people have expressed strong fear and anxiety about this change. After all, it still sounds very scary to suddenly have a voice in your head and force you to rewrite your beliefs.

However, it turned out that these people were worrying too much.

Because the "Divine Sound" seems to have no other side effects except changing the beliefs of the chosen ones.

Memory, thoughts, behavior and even XP will not be affected.

If we have to talk about the price, some messengers of God will show up to solve some problems for the gods they believe in, but this is more like an exchange rather than a compulsion.

More importantly, the position of "God's Messenger" is not a lifelong one.

The unique gift of God will suddenly come at a certain moment in life, and will also suddenly leave at some unintentional moment. Although a large number of the gods who have lost their power choose to continue to maintain their beliefs, there are still some people who choose to abandon their beliefs and return to their original lives.

It seems that their past experiences as God's messengers will not have any impact on their lives, but only create a miraculous memory and story, nothing more.

If the warlock's innate knowledge of magic is a poisonous golden spoon, then the archon is more like a short-lived golden spoon experience card.

It is also for this reason that the Church generally does not deliberately entrust important tasks to the messengers of God. Most of them are left alone or treated the same as ordinary clergy.

The existence of these guys is also the reason why other forces on the continent are unwilling to offend or annoy the Church too much.

Because no one knows how many messengers of God are hidden among these seemingly harmless clergymen...

Among the people who came to help Fire Rose solve the problem this time, in addition to Celitia and her team of hound nuns, the little nun who is a messenger of God is also the absolute core key.

But now, this messenger of God who was envied by all other priests felt the emptiness in his body and stared at the prince in front of him.

"I actually... I actually took away so much of my divine power and gave it to this guy!!"

Unlike the refreshed Lin En, the little nun was holding onto the wall, panting heavily. It seemed that she would soon become the one to be thrown over the shoulder by the ant...

But even so, she still wanted to say that the goddess' favor for this guy was so strong that it made her, a messenger of God, unconsciously jealous to the point of being about to break apart!

I've actually gone to this extent just for the guy in front of me.

This shameful licking...

The voice of the Great Will flowed into Martina's mind.

The little nun slid to her knees in one second:

"Wow, I'm sorry, the most beautiful and kind goddess in the world, I was wrong... Eh, eh?!"

She suddenly turned and looked at Lynn.

"Go on, I'm watching."

Lynn raised his hand to signal.

However, the little nun did not show any expression of laughter or embarrassment, but continued to look at Lin En steadily:

"That's not the case, Lynn Norton. A new oracle has arrived."

Lin En frowned slightly:

"so?"

"It's for you."

The little nun said.

Give yourself an oracle at this time?

Lynn stopped smiling.

However, it's not really surprising.

Even Lin En himself did not expect to get so much divine power for free, so...

"Is there anything you want me to do?"

Lynn asked.

Equivalent exchange is reasonable.

"No, this isn't really a task, but more like... a hint, right?"

Martina's expression was also a little strange.

"hint?"

Lin En was stunned for a moment, feeling puzzled.

"So, what is the oracle?"

"The goddess said,"

The little nun paused, as if she was also considering the true meaning of this oracle.

“Don’t be fooled by the appearance of things.”

"Aha?"

Listening to the strange oracle of the riddle man's arrival at home, Lynn made a puzzled sound for the first time in a long time.

Lynn just remained silent.

He didn't feel that he needed any hints from an oracle at this moment, not to mention that the oracle itself seemed too ambiguous.

Lin En has made all preparations to deal with the Undead King. Whether it is manpower, response configuration, or the power that can be assembled, he has done the best he can at the moment.

Therefore, he had no idea why the goddess, who at least appeared to be on his side, would issue such an oracle at this time.

However, he also knew that the goddess would only take action at the most critical turning point and give him the opportunity to resolve the crisis.

For example...Father Arnel will be forced to appear only when he is exhausted and will die immediately without treatment.

Only when he was about to be turned sideways by the snake of fate did he force Martina into the gambling game between them.

But which point, which point I had overlooked, reached the point where I needed the other party to give me a hint using an oracle?

Are there really any so-called blind spots in the Fire Rose arrangement I have made?

Wait, there is still a little bit!

In the constant recollection and thinking, Lin En suddenly remembered a possibility, or a doubt and blind spot, which was a bit wishful thinking on his part and he had never doubted it.

Cold sweat soaked his back.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you on this matter."

After delivering the oracle, the little nun returned to her original state and spread her hands helplessly.

"At most, I can hear more oracles than other clergymen, but interpretation is not my forte."

"No,"

The prince, standing in the shadow of the corner, shook his head slowly.

"Thank you for the oracle of your goddess. I suddenly realized that I really need some help."

"I see. Anyway, I'm glad you understand."

Martina scratched the back of her head.

"So, do you have any holy power left?"

Lynn asked.

"what?"

The little nun's voice suddenly rose an octave.

"You are such a jerk, you only care about my holy power!"

"Do not worry,"

Lin En reached out and took out a blank arcane scroll from his storage ring.

"Just a little this time. I hope you can help me make a scroll of low-level holy arts."

"That's easy, but I'll see what kind it is. I won't use high-level sacred arts. You'll have to find Lady Celitia or Sister Nina."

Marty took the scroll and looked at the scroll type in the corner:

"Identification?"

.........

It didn't take much time to synthesize the arcane scroll.

What Lin En carried was a blank scroll that had been made in advance. All he had to do was engrave it directly. Even a very low-level spellcaster could do it easily, not to mention the little nun Martina who had the assistance of the Mother Earth herself.

After that, he said goodbye to the other nuns in the temple, and took Historia, who was kicked out of the confessional and was bored in the hall, studying how many breasts of the goddess statue there were, back home in the carriage.

As expected, Elena was still awake. She had prepared two servings of midnight snack and was waiting for them.

"Woo woo woo, Xiao Ai, my Xiao Ai, you are much better than some bad guy who just kicks others out!"

Historia threw herself into Elena's arms and said in a veiled way.

Elena could only pat her friend's back and chuckle in comfort.

"Well, it was indeed my mistake not to complete the personality modification for a fool like you who couldn't even take oral and topical medications, but fortunately, it will be over tomorrow."

Lin En, who had just walked in, said without showing any weakness.

"Then you can't......"

Thinking of Lin En riding on his back as if it was natural, Historia blushed and clenched his fists secretly.

"You've been saving me these past few days. When I become the queen, I will ride on you every day!"

Historia said angrily.

She was so happy just thinking that under her orders, Norton, the trash who rode on her every day, had to be ridden by her obediently.

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid you don't have many chances like that."

Lynn said calmly.

"Hehe, what are you talking about? You are the Prince of Flame Flower, how dare you disobey the Queen's orders?"

Historia crossed her arms proudly and said arrogantly.

Just based on what Zayu said, I will ride him three times a day from now on!

If you are happy, let your sister and Xiao Ai ride it too!

"Theoretically, you should listen to me, but, Your Highness Historia, unfortunately, the vacation is about to end."

Lynn reached out and poured the hot milk that Elena had prepared into the cup in front of her.

"So what if the vacation is over? Do you think you can just ignore it in the academy...eh?"

She seemed to suddenly realize something.

"Have you finally realized it, Your Majesty?"

Lynn poured a glass of milk into Historia's cup, pushed it in front of her, and clinked glasses with hers.

"A princess has her responsibilities as a princess, and a queen has her responsibilities as a queen. A queen doesn't have to go to school, so congratulations this time. No one can force you to leave your hometown and go to Zijinhua to attend a boring school. Are you happy?"

Historia sat back in her seat, staring at the cup on the table as if she had just woken up from a dream, without saying a word.

Yes, I was just thinking that after school starts, when I return to class, I must use my status as a queen to bully the small fry in public, I must shut up those students who say that she cheated in playing cards, and I must catch those students who said bad things about Xiao Ai and teach them a lesson.

But the Queen doesn't have to go to school.

As a princess, Historia has the responsibility of traveling to study for the sake of friendship between the two countries, but as a queen, Historia does not have that need!

Okay, you don’t have to go back to Eden College.

Those classmates who played cards with me, those teachers who were so angry about their low grades that they wanted to scold but didn't dare to, that favorite big bed in the dormitory, and the huge ginkgo tree outside the classroom window whose leaves rustled in the summer, and... Zayu and Xiao Ai, may never see each other again.

She is going to be a queen, and a queen doesn't need these things, a queen has another life.

"Student Lin, Xia, stop arguing, let's eat first."

Elena looked at the two of them in confusion, and realized something was wrong, so she quickly tried to persuade them.

"Humph, of course!"