Talk about a pure love in the illustrated book world

Just thinking about Euphemia's identity, her expression became slightly distressed.

As a saint who has always regarded monsters as enemies, how could she know what monsters would like.

Ah, but there are indeed, and that is Neil's own essence, that is to say...

Thinking of the way monsters absorb essence, the scene of Neil and Euphemia embracing like compact gears also came out of her mind.

In that scene that made people's body temperature rise, it seemed as if steam was coming out of her head, making her face suddenly turn red like an apple, and the roots of her ears were also stained with a touch of pink.

No, no, although it may be true, but they are all adults after all, so this thing should be normal.

And if it wasn't for her status as a saint, she should already have a fiancé at this time, and she might have already done that kind of thing with that person.

After all, she is a saint who serves the Lord God, how can she have an affair with other people.

Wait....now her Lord God is Neal.....

That is to say......

She shook her head hastily, trying hard to forget the weird picture in her mind that she had inexplicably substituted into.

What am I thinking, although Neil is indeed kind to himself.

First, he saved Franjessica, and also helped the royal family a lot.

And when you are confused, he is also by your side to enlighten you. Although the Ron family is not well-known in terms of status, it used to be a marquis, and its future achievements will only be higher. Well matched.......

Eh?Wait a minute, is this what I thought?Why do I suddenly think about this?

Candice couldn't help but blinked and frowned.

Could it be... just now that the fallen gods were affecting him?

But...she seems to be right...

But doesn't he already have Yuffie, how could he do such a thing...

Neil, who had a headache, didn't notice that the expression on Candice's face became tangled.

And Candice, who was caught in a tangle, naturally didn't notice Grace's gaze silently watching her beside her.

Volume 324 Brave Performance Competition: Chapter 323 Chapter [-] The Windmill's Abnormality

"Well, why don't you just give me jewelry or something like that?"

As if to avoid the entanglement in her heart just now, Candice suggested to Neil in a panic.

"The main reason is that she can hardly fit the jewelry. Two days ago, she complained to me that after buying a bunch of things, it was more difficult to sort them out."

Neil covered his forehead and sighed helplessly.

"Or try to make something with your own hands? Wouldn't it make you feel more satisfied?"

Candice also tilted her head and thought for a while before continuing.

"Do it yourself... I feel like she's getting tired of my cooking, unless it's Yuanjing..."

It's impossible for me to make an essence cake for her, right?

"It doesn't have to be food. The woven bracelets, polished amulets, etc. are actually very thoughtful."

Candice touched the sacred amulet on her chest unconsciously, feeling the reassuring breath from above, and then spoke.

"But it seems that it is not good to use creation directly, but it seems a little too late to start from scratch......"

"Forget it, anyway, this can be regarded as an alternative method, let's write it down first..."

After struggling for a while, Neil nodded and waved his hand towards Candice with a smile.

"Although I haven't decided yet, thank you anyway."

"It's okay, as long as I can help you a little bit."

Candice also said with a smile.

Just when they were still thinking, the shouts from outside the church attracted their attention.

"Master Neil! Master Neil! You are here."

"Litton? What's the matter? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Seeing Litton running towards them after heaving a sigh of relief, Neil couldn't help but frown.

"Master Neil, there is a phenomenon of insufficient magic energy supply in the Yateto territory."

"Insufficient energy supply? Has the cause been found out?"

Neil asked in surprise, causing Litton to scratch his head in embarrassment.

"It has been found out that a windmill that gathers magic has stopped working, which is why the magic power provided is insufficient."

"Stop running? Why don't we just go to Carpenter and Mel?"

Neil's expression also became puzzled, and he asked again.

"It's really impossible to go to the factory to get spare parts and build another one, isn't it okay?"

"The workers are already re-establishing. As for why they haven't been approached, it's because of this time... I think it would be better to find you..."

"Looking for me? Why?"

In the sight of Neil, who was full of question marks, Litton's expression became more awkward, and after hesitating for a while, he slowly answered.

"Uh.......The demon-gathering windmill was turned into a monster for unknown reasons, and then attacked the daily maintenance monitor on the spot, which led to the outage..."

"So... I think it's more suitable to find you directly..."

Following Litton's words, Neil's puzzled eyes widened in astonishment.

After a long time, he slowly made a sound.

"Are you serious?"

"It's true..."

Neil opened his mouth, and it took a while for his dull expression to turn into a frantic expression, and he asked in a broken voice.

"What kind of mentality does that monitor have to touch that windmill every day!?"

"How outrageous is this xp to be sexually interested in a windmill!?"

Although in this world, it is not impossible for inorganic objects to become monsters, but it is also very rare.

Except for monsters such as Fusangshen, which have been preserved for too long and have been eroded by magic power, and monsters such as cursed swords and living armor, which are inhabited by resentment and soul, most of the items can be destroyed even if they are Injecting a large amount of magic power is often just a magic item with a certain effect.

If you want to become a monster, you often need to infuse the item with thoughts and emotions that can be called love.

Therefore, items that are more suitable for entrusting thoughts and love, such as weapons that are always by your side, and pets that you get along with at home day and night, are often more suitable for monsterization.

Secondly, there are human figures with simple thinking, such as golems or automatic figures.

For this kind, there is almost nothing to say, even if it is a stone statue that does not move at all, and does not even have a mind, as long as it is a female figure, sooner or later it will feel lonely under the erosion of magic power and become a monster. As long as you see it, The right way is to escape as far as possible.

But...but ah...

No matter how you look at it, the windmill tm is not in the form of a female figure! ? tm, how different is xp from ordinary people to put their love on that kind of thing to the point of turning that thing into a monster! ?

"This is too outrageous..."

Neil couldn't help scratching his head, and murmured a little irritably.

Obviously, I haven't finished thinking about the things here, and suddenly there is a brother who has an XP system that is too strange and needs to be solved.

"Candice, Grace, then I'll deal with this matter first."

As he left the seat, he talked to the two of them, then patted Litton on the shoulder and sighed.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

"Walk slowly on the road..."

And Candice also waved her hands to the two people who were leaving, and she let out a sigh of relief when they disappeared from the hall of the church.

"Your Highness Candice, what do you think of Neil?"

"Um!?"

Candice was startled by Grace's words, and her whole body trembled violently.

"Look... look at means...?"

"You seem to have regarded him as the main god, but you enjoy communicating with him as a friend."

Grace's calm tone, as if she was conducting an academic discussion, also made Candice's panicked expression slightly relaxed.

"So, do you feel admiration for him?"

"Admiration!?"

Candice's voice suddenly raised an octave, and her gentle watery eyes stared like cowbells.

"...No, I'm just joking, please don't mind, Your Highness Candice."

Watching her reaction quietly, Grace also shook her head gently, which relieved Candice's hanging heart.

"Phew... Senior Grace, please don't make such jokes next time, it's not good for your heart..."

"What's more, all I have for Neil is admiration and friendship. If Yuffie hears these words, it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings for her."

"His Royal Highness Candice said that I was rude..."

Grace also nodded and apologized to her.

If Neil was present and knew about it, perhaps he would have hoped that he could help him cut off this little sign directly.

And the scene where Neil and Regina secretly offered him as a reward reappeared in his mind.

But anyway, he has become the main god, so let him solve these matters by himself.

Grace thought silently, then waved her hand, said goodbye to Candice, and left slowly from the church.

Volume 325 Brave Performance Contest: Chapter 324 Chapter 50 Is there something wrong with my encounter with a beautiful windmill girl? [-] words are omitted below

Originally, he ran to Yateto to try his luck just because he was desperate, but he did not expect to have a normal job and life.

Every time on the way to the windmill, Woz would sigh in his heart.

I am a refugee with both parents dead, and I can only survive by begging in places like poor streets, or occasionally helping some shops with luck.

If it wasn't for accidentally bumping into a nobleman assaulting a woman in an alley, maybe he would continue to live in that gray and white life.

That night, he got out of the dog hole in the city wall, and stumbled and ran until dawn, and finally ran to another territory. He finally learned about the situation of Yateto Territory from the mouths of some refugees.

"It is said that there are horrible monsters haunting there, and I don't want to just die in their mouths."

The refugee who had met once shook his head and rejected his suggestion to go to Yate Torland together.

Instead of continuing like this, it's better to be killed by monsters and have a good pregnancy.

With this in mind, he didn't heed the advice of his fellow homeless fellows who had gotten to know him a little better, and secretly followed the caravan's carriage to here.

Of course, now he is very clear that those monsters can't help but be scary, and it can even be said to be so beautiful that it makes people salivate, and they are also enthusiastic...even a little too much.

At least for him, even if they were very happy when communicating, their wolf-like gazes still made him stay away.

Maybe he will have a more romantic encounter sooner or later, but right now, he still has no idea about these.

At least for myself who, like other workers, has a small house and a stable job because of the instructions of the lord's wife, the future partner doesn't need to worry.

And...Compared to his wife, he is still more interested in the object he is working with now.

"Filica, I'm counting on you today too."

Gently stroking the snow-white metal shell, Woz also raised his head, looked at the huge fan blades whirling with the wind, and said with a smile.

Maybe it's because there aren't many people who can communicate in a place like the poor street, and I have also somewhat contracted the problem of liking to talk to other objects.

Although it is not impossible to talk to other companions and monsters, but after all, there are some things that are hard to say about the former, while the latter talks, the topic will always change to weird places.

At least for this windmill, I can safely confide in all my thoughts, as if it really blows all my troubles away with its fan blades.

And he is also very clear that the bright lights in the room, the warm atmosphere, and some small magic devices that are being popularized are all provided by it and its companions.