Macho Harem Paradise Project

"The previous leader's temperament changed drastically after he became the host of the jealousy factor, causing my people to suffer and live in misery. Do you know why the extremely tolerant Gustiko would resist people with black hair and black eyes?"

At this point, Yangming Shuichi has completely understood.

"My people are my children, and she is also my child..."

"Please grief."

Yangming Shuichi was also saddened by the great man in front of him who protected the entire kingdom. What a powerless and sad scene it must be.

Both sides are its own children, whom it regards as the apple of its eye. However, the child it loves and favors the most has become a calamity that brings disaster to the world, causing all its other people to suffer.

I'm afraid he was in extreme grief, and personally killed the person he loved the most...

"I know about this matter."

"I can't suppress this power forever. I've been fighting it for two years. It's draining my strength all the time. To be honest, I'm not sure how long I can control it."

There is only one last point left to confirm.

"Why do you trust me so much?"

"My child, I want to meet you because of the trust of those old friends and because of your deeds."

"He destroyed the Karalaki regime for Tia, but he also did something to stabilize the kingdom afterwards and killed the evil dragon for Lugnica."

"All your deeds have been spread all over the world through the legend of Polkenica. It won't be long before the world knows your name."

"I trust my old friends, and I trust you, too, and I hope you can find a way."

After all, your title is sage.

Well, that's a heavy trust.

Believing in and expecting others is a poisonous emotion that will make the trusted person take the responsibility actively because it will make people respond to this expectation unconsciously.

As soon as Yang Mingxiu opened his eyes, pure white power began to gather around him, giving his body, which was not like that of an ordinary person, a god-like sense of oppression.

He was convinced by the god of Gustiko.

At this moment, the young man felt from the bottom of his heart that this god had done the best it could.

It has reached the realm of "God", but it still has compassion in its heart. It is because of its existence that the Kingdom of Gustico can have a place on earth. It is also because of the compassion that truly cares about its people that this barren land can retain its simplicity and allow humans to control their own destiny.

With just a simple imagination, he could understand how much effort the great elf had put in. He smiled at the top of the mountain and watched his beloved children trying to survive, while he protected them from the ravages of nature on the distant and lofty mountains.

It is a blessing for Gustiko to have such a god.

Punishment, a dark red light appeared on the young man's chest.

Looking from afar, golden carvings appeared in the young man's eyes.

The verdict was pronounced, and a small scale appeared in the young man's palm.

The aura emanating from his body is something that all things with the meaning of life must bow down to. The power of true worship is an irresistible rule, ancient and primitive.

It is also Yangming Xiuyi's most original power, life.

"Actually..."

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The benevolent god exclaimed in amazement upon discovering that the legendary sage actually possessed such terrifying power.

"I originally thought that this power would only lead people to a better place."

"So there is this side to you, the witch factor."

Yang Mingxiu muttered to himself, and the giant bear was surprised to find that the jealousy that was fighting against him was surprisingly calm at this moment.

The struggle that was surging, rolling, and unwillingly trying to escape is now so quiet.

He was so calm that he unconsciously loosened his clenched bear claws, allowing the dark power to be free again.

Yang Ming Xiuyi's eyes never moved. He just stared at that power, with a huge rage in his chest.

This rage even made the dark red punishment on the chest eager to burst out, wanting to try what this witch factor felt like.

In his heart, he has already regarded Odgulus as someone he admires. Just like Officer Kaga, he is one of the few people who he truly wants to respect and show kindness to amidst the endless evil anger in his heart.

I actually got such a sad look on my face when it came to a friend I admired.

But soon, the anger subsided.

Because it makes no sense.

It is just a force, a dead thing, and it does not even have the concept of life. Its quiet submission at this moment is only because of the higher level of power emitted by Yangming Xiuyi.

But now I have some understanding of how to deal with it.

There is no good or evil in the existence of power, only strong or weak, but I cannot transform this power. All I can do is start with Saint Shatira.

"I have an idea."

"That's good, that's good."

Odgulus murmured, and grasped the power of jealousy again, fearing that when the young man no longer exuded the aura of an absolute strong man, it would quietly leave and hurt his beloved child again.

"Power is neither good nor bad. It depends only on how the holder uses it. You should understand that."

"That is to say..."

"You need to keep it for a few days. Let me contact Shatira. It will be fine when the time is right."

"That's good. Then go quickly. The child's bedroom is over there."

"Isn't this against the rules?"

Yang Mingxiu was stunned. Was this god too impatient? Tomorrow was Gustiko's holy war, and he sent a man to the saint's bedroom in such a dignified manner...

"You can wait, but I can't. I really want to have a good sleep!"

"I haven't slept a wink for two whole years. Can you understand that, kid?"

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but after Yang Ming Xiuyi made the promise, Odgulus’s tone became a little... impolite.

"Are you afraid that I will eat your most beloved daughter?"

"Eat quickly, eat quickly. As long as you can keep her safe, I can sleep well and peacefully."

The young man saw a look of impatience on the face of the divine bear, whom he had just respected so much.

There was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

"I'll tell you when the time is right."

With a tap of his fingers, a pure white energy as big as a basketball emerged and slowly flew towards Odgulus.

Um?

This was definitely not an act of attack. Odgulus did not sense any attack intention at all. And judging from the previous communication, the other party was indeed someone worthy of trust, but what exactly was this energy?

Just as it was wondering, the pure white ball of light had already merged into its body.

"this!"

Full and overflowing, I have no idea what words to use to describe this feeling of satisfaction. It is even more satisfying than seeing those lovely children struggling to survive in this harsh environment.

The consumption of the witch factor that it had been supervising for two whole years was instantly restored, or even better, it gave it the feeling that it would never lose if it went to fight with its old friend Polkenica.

"Then I'll go and tell your people not to bother me."

"Good good!"

Odgulus's promise was like thunder, and he nervously closed his mouth after it came out, not knowing that the sound had spread throughout Gustiko with the power of the great elf.

This caused an uproar in the entire kingdom.

Oracle! It's an oracle!

Except for the time when Shatira was to be ordained as a saint, he had not heard the oracle of his own god for two whole years.

All those who were able to act began to act. They began to look through books, trying to find any understanding or translation of the three words "Good, good, good!" in past records. That was a revelation from the gods, and in the future it would be carved and recorded in ancient scrolls.

But it was hard for these devout believers, who were afraid that they would not be able to get the answer no matter how hard they tried. After all, the three words "good, good, good!" were just the loud volume of their god, who had just recovered his full strength and could not adapt to it.

And the reason behind this was that this god was urging Yang Ming Xiuyi to hurry up and woo his most beloved daughter.

"This is really embarrassing."

Odegulus kept his mouth tightly shut and muttered quietly.

“Hahahahahaha…”

Yang Ming Xiuyi laughed out loud. He had already acknowledged that this giant bear was a friend whom he liked and respected.

"Wait for my good news."

With a wave of his hand, the young man disappeared in the blizzard that had already started flowing again.

"waiting for your good news."

One bear paw holds the jealous factor, and the other bear paw covers the big mouth.

Now I have to think carefully about how to explain the commotion I caused.

. . . . . .

Satila was drowsy. As long as she lies on the soft and fragrant bed, she will feel sleepy in no time.

But just at that moment, he was awakened by the three thunderous words "Okay, okay!" that spread throughout the kingdom from the sky.

It’s God!

But what does this mean?

Satila tilted her head and thought. When she was chosen to be the saint, Odegulus' instructions or oracle were very clear. People could understand the meaning of the words without over-interpretation.

But this...

But finally she heard the voice of God again, and Satira was still very surprised. She suddenly sat up from the soft big bed, and her tiredness disappeared in an instant.

There was a noisy sound of clanging and banging outside.

"Oracle! Has the oracle come to fruition?"

"No, do you want to ask the Saint Lady for instructions?"

"No, it's time for the Saint Lady to go to bed. If there is a need, the Lord will tell us to ask the Saint Lady to come out, but since there is no need, don't disturb her for no reason."

Outside, the maid and the head maid were talking. All of them who were serving the saint so closely were beautiful elves.

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Even the tall and beautiful head maid was more outstanding. She was so skilled in Yin magic that even Heavenly Sword Reid would have a headache coming.

As the daughter chosen by the gods, Gustiko has used all her strength to serve.

"What about the monks of the order? Haven't they deciphered the oracle yet?"

The tall head maid's look and the imposing aura between her brows made the little maids tremble with fear. This head maid was usually very elegant and perfect, and was the object of admiration for all of them. Now that she was strict, she was quite scary.

"No, no news."

Under such oppression, the little maid replied pitifully in a low voice, as if she was the one who did something wrong.

"Really..."

With a sigh, the head maid realized that she couldn't blame them.

Those men are such trash.

The head maid took out the silver pocket watch from the big pocket of her elegant maid outfit and took a deep breath.

Just as they were about to press the button, the thunderous voice of the supreme Lord in their hearts rang out again.

"Rest well, my children. I look forward to your performance in the holy war tomorrow."

This kind of oracle is called an oracle. Upon hearing this, many of the devout people began to kneel down spontaneously, and even tears came to their eyes.

After two whole years, their Lord finally appeared in people's sight again.

The fingers stopped and the frown relaxed.

The perfect and elegant head maid returned to her usual cold and expressionless appearance, with short silver hair with sideburns on both sides tied into small pigtails. She also returned to her calmness when she tilted her head.