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I believe you......?

Candice's expression couldn't help becoming hesitant.

"Are you... are you serious?"

"Of course not, even I myself feel that I just have the name of the Lord God."

Neil scratched his head and said.

"However, since you must want the name of the main god, I don't mind pretending to be it."

After all, he rubbed his chin.

"Hmm..... Give the background a holy light, add eight or twelve big white wings on the back, put a halo on the head, and put a gentle smile on the face as if looking at a mentally handicapped person, What do you think of this image?"

"puff......."

Subconsciously following his words, Candice couldn't help laughing at the image that popped up in her mind, and a smile appeared on her cheeks that were originally covered with sadness and melancholy.

"That's not the main god..."

"That depends on what you like. Anyway, I have a thick skin. As long as I don't wear women's clothes, I can change into whatever I want."

Neil shrugged and said with a smile.

"This is the Lord God personally discussing with you about your own image. As a saint, you should feel very honored."

"I haven't agreed yet."

Candice gently rubbed the wet marks on the corners of her eyes, and said with some dissatisfaction.

However, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Seeing that she was in a slightly better mood, the smile on Neil's face deepened, and while reheating her glass of milk, he winked at her.

"It's not bad, okay? You are the first saint in history who gave you warm milk and begged you to believe in it. Be a little proud."

"What is there to be proud of? The Lord God and his fiancée cheated on me, a saint."

After Candice glared at the smiling Neil with her red eyes, she also picked up the hot teacup, warming her hands that were a little chilly from hesitation and sobbing.

"At least the main god will yell and apologize to the saint, even knocking on her. Is it better than some yellow-haired girl who keeps messing up?"

Sniffing the sweet smell of the milk, her vision gradually became hazy following the rising white water vapor in front of her eyes.

————At least compared to Mr. Neil and the others who took me out of the illness and led a normal life, I... don't like her very much...

Fran's words resounded in her heart again.

Yes, to Fran, Neil is more like the main god who brings miracles to her than the main god she has never met before.

Even myself, when I am confused now, let him guide me out of the entanglement, as if the Lord God is really guiding the believers out of the predicament.

Indeed, compared to the Master God who has never met before and allowed the religious order to corrupt step by step, this carefree guy in front of him is more trustworthy.

That has been echoing in my heart, like the mechanical voice of God, also under his strange voice, it seems cold.

She looked at the sacred amulet on the table, slowly picked it up with both hands, stuck it to her chest, closed her eyes gently, and felt the warmth emanating from the sacred light on it.

"Can I have a string?"

Although he was a little puzzled, Neil still made a small bundle of string and handed it to Candice.

She gently unwrapped one end of the rope with her white fingers, and used the two thin threads that were spread out to lightly tie a knot on the top of the sacred amulet, fixing it on the string.

Then, she lifted up her beautiful and smooth long purple hair with her arms, let the thin rope go around her white and greasy neck like a swan, and fell on the pink and tender hair exposed from the thin nightdress. between the collarbones.

After tying the thin rope around her neck in a circle around her shoulders, and tying a knot at both ends, she silently chanted the mantra of prayer, and summoned a golden shimmering flame from her hand, and made the rope redundant. part melted.

After hanging the sacred talisman on her chest like a necklace, she also closed her eyes, crossed her fingers together in front of her chest, and gently pressed her forehead against her interlocking thumbs.

"Thank you, Neil, I'm better now...."

After a long time, a soft whisper came from her mouth, causing Neil to shake his head silently.

"You're welcome."

Candice put her hands on her knees wrapped in her nightdress, and the expression on her face became calm again.

After taking a deep breath, she also asked slowly.

"What should I do next?"

"You can do whatever you want."

Neal smiled too, and winked at her.

"Anyway, don't you have me, the Lord God, behind everything you want to do?"

"I don't want to disappoint those who believe in the ideal of peace, and I don't want them to continue to be kept in the dark by the corrupt high-level and become a tool for their struggle for power."

Candice stroked the sacred talisman and said firmly.

"I want to reorganize the sect and put them back on the right path, so that they can fight for the real ideal world after knowing the truth."

"Then come on, anyway, I am the main god."

Neil nodded and winked at Candice, causing a helpless smile to appear on her face.

"It's better to say that I just simply joined your original plan."

"There's a big difference between being forced to join and voluntarily joining."

He waved his hand, then reminded Candice as if he had thought of something.

"Oh, by the way, your God's voice may have disappeared now, if it reappears, it's probably the voice of that guy Elvis, after all, the favorite thing for that screen peeping monster is stringing up telephone lines .”

"However, under my power, it shouldn't make you have a tendency to degenerate or become a monster. As long as you hear it, just ignore it."

"After all, the one who is talking to me now is considered the Voice of God, isn't it?"

Candice said with a chuckle, which made Neil scratch his head in embarrassment.

"To be honest, I personally really don't have any real feelings. The pile just now was howl out of momentum."

"But it is very effective, isn't it? At least for me, it is the words that make me get out of my confusion and make up my mind to look forward."

Candice's face straightened, and then she bent slightly towards Neil.

"Thank you, Neil."

"Don't, don't, you just make me feel even more embarrassed..."

Looking at Neil who was embarrassed by his actions, Candice couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling.

Just in her heart, she also read silently.

Thank you, Lord God.

whispering sound.......

Candice couldn't help blinking at the sudden voice that sounded from her heart.

Was that... the voice of God just now?

However, when she tried to listen again, there was no response at all.

In the end, she just shook her head silently in her heart.

Maybe it's an illusion....

Volume Four Brave Performance Competition: Chapter 318 Chapter 317 A Little Tangle

"Finished?"

"Well, she's recovered."

After Neil closed the door, he also nodded towards Euphemia who was hiding under the quilt, which relieved her and revealed her half-covered head.

"That's good......."

She lit up the lamp beside the bed, and then squeezed her way to the other side of the bed, leaving room for Neil.

"I really don't want to see the way Candice forced herself to smile in order to take care of me."

"I'll leave it to you to communicate with her, sorry."

And Neil, who had changed into pajamas, also sat on the side of the bed, rubbed her head lightly with his hands, and said.

"It's okay, it's better to say that it's more suitable for me to leave this kind of matter, after all, she is more acceptable to me as Candice."

His body also got into the quilt, and while resting his head on the soft pillow, he felt the warmth from the quilt, and then said with a smile.

"And it's not like you didn't do anything, the task of warming the bed was done well, I'm very satisfied."

"loquacious."

After Euphemia rolled her eyes at Neil who was stretching beside her, she also lifted the quilt up and turned her back.

And Neil also turned around, as if treating her like a pillow, and gently hugged her in his arms.

"It seems that the conversation with Candice made you feel uncomfortable."

Feeling Neil's forehead pressed against the back of her head, Euphemia also sighed.

"It's not uncomfortable, it's just a little hypocritical."

Sniffing the faint fragrance in Euphemia's hair, Neil's tone became a little low.

"It's just a small problem. After all, men always fall into the sage's time for a few days every month."

"Honestly, when I'm in a bad mood, I think it's better to do something happy."

Feeling the elastic touch brought by the soft fat rubbing against his lower abdomen, Neil's expression also became helpless.

"Let's forget it now, at least when thinking about life, I still want to think with the upper head."

"I know, I just want to see if I can see if I can see the stitches."

Euphemia shrugged and said without turning her head.

"After all, you know that for monsters, seeing your husband is uncomfortable or struggling, using your body to force him to be happy is the right answer."

"You said that on purpose to make me more entangled now, so how can I speak like this."

Neil rolled his eyes, and the hands resting on her shoulders also moved down, gently pinching the soft snow balls, causing her body to tremble suddenly, and a blush flashed across her face , but continued.

"Then tell me, anyway, you don't plan to go to bed so early."

After feeling Euphemia leaning back and clinging tightly to his arms, Neil also sighed.

"You said, if the demonization still existed, wouldn't it be necessary to try so hard to persuade Candice?"

"uh-huh?"

"Anyway, after the monster is turned into a monster, she is a monster herself. Naturally, it is impossible to discriminate against monsters. Coupled with the various empathy effects that come with magic power, it is estimated that after the monster is turned into something, she doesn't even need to say anything. I figured it out."

"But for you, you would rather spend a few days trying to persuade and enlighten the other party than use that ripening method to force the other party to figure it out?"

"yes......."

Neil sighed and murmured.

"Although it is troublesome and hypocritical, it is necessary and should be like this."

"It's just that according to the general routine, what I'm doing now is simply ashamed of all kinds of senior traversers."

"What do those baffling guys have to do with you? You can do whatever you want."

Euphemia also slightly rolled her eyes, and lightly kicked Neil's calf with her heel.

"Don't always doubt your life based on your experience in your previous life."

"I'm just a little bit emotional, who hasn't touched their own little entanglement and doubted life yet?"

Neil pouted, and hugged Euphemia in his arms even tighter.

"After tangling, I found that it was useless. In the end, I had to give up thinking about how to live and how to live. But I felt that this was not good, so I started thinking about entanglement again. This process is also part of the fun of life."

"So when are you going to give up thinking?"

"Who knows? Maybe for a while, maybe for the rest of my life."

"It's as if I didn't expect that you would tie me to death with a click just when we met again."

Feeling the feeling from those two hands rubbing constantly, Euphemia couldn't help but roll her eyes.