Your notoriety is known to everyone.

Alice squatted quietly at the end of the alley, one hand on her knee and the other hand stroking two round beads in her palm. The beads seemed to capture the reflection of the faint light in the alley, and a hazy color appeared on the transparent material.

It seemed as if her ears were constantly echoing with the shouts of the cultists calling Rogers the Son of God, and in front of her eyes there were images of the cultists kneeling devoutly to Rogers.

"Watching him carefully and guiding him is a responsibility I cannot escape..."

Whispering so no one could hear her, the girl hugged her legs tightly and lowered her head to bury her face and the mask on it between her knees.

Vice Principal Avery's instructions also began to constantly emerge in her mind, making her want to completely drive these messy things out of her mind.

"Hey, will our Lady Saint still have such a helpless side? If your fans see it, I'm afraid they will be heartbroken to death."

Quiet banter sounded in the alley, Alice slowly raised her head after hearing the words, and a girl dressed like herself came into view.

"It seems that you are very happy." Alice's tone was calm and gentle, without any unnecessary emotional fluctuations or ups and downs.

Although she couldn't see Elina's expression, she could clearly sense her joy at the moment from her relaxed posture and the feedback from her intuition.

"Yes, there are some." Elina did not deny it. She untied the strings of her black robe and slowly took it off, revealing her Hilmi Academy uniform. She then took off her mask and stuffed it into the canvas bag she was carrying across her body.

After she shook her head slightly to straighten her snow-white hair, she smiled delicately, turned her gaze towards Alice, and continued, "But you look like you're really conflicted."

"It's none of your business." Alice slowly stood up and looked at the beads in her hand again, with no desire to continue the conversation.

A quiet atmosphere permeates the alley, with only external noises floating around.

click-

When the first bead shattered into powder, both of them perked up instantly. Alice slowly raised her left hand, with a silver ring on her ring finger.

When the second bead shattered, she immediately poured magic power into the silver ring. Silver threads flowed out of the ring, instantly forming a giant egg with intricate patterns. However, the giant egg disappeared in an instant, and Rogers' figure emerged from it.

"The Pantheon is here, it's available during the day~"

Luo Gesi crossed his fingers, stretched hard, and looked up at the gradually brightening sky, as well as the simple pattern in the sky that looked like a giant eye, which was made of complicated pictures and text.

"To be shown such a large-scale hospitality, even if it is as magnificent as the Pantheon, one would feel sad. I am really valued." Elina took the black robe and mask that Rogers took off, stuffed them into her bag, and expressed her emotion.

"It's not bad. It looks far worse than the one in the East Territory. And they must be concerned about the civilians, so both the reaction speed and scale are not very good."

Rogers shrugged slightly, took the black robe and mask that Alice had taken off, and stuffed them into Elena's cross-body bag.

This time, he not only wanted to use the Pantheon to eliminate the source of the curse, but also wanted to test the Pantheon's response to the occurrence of the miracle of royal power.

Just as Elena said, this scale of hospitality was indeed enough to reflect the Pantheon's appreciation and courtesy towards him, the chosen one.

If Alina hadn't made the slightest attempt to stop her, but instead made small moves to push forward, plus the time-traveling special code and the hidden protection of the gods of the bottomless pit to protect her, he would not have dared to test it so easily.

But even so, under the illumination of high-level reconnaissance magic, he still didn't dare to take out the magic book to store and retrieve items.

The three of them walked out of the alley in a dignified manner. When they met members of the Pantheon who occasionally passed by in a hurry on the road, the other party would take the initiative to stop, salute Alice and ask questions.

Alice also followed Logos' previous instructions, saying that she had heard from elsewhere that there were a large number of cultists in the Wizarding Market, and wanted to see if she could do her best to eliminate them.

Naturally, the Pantheon members kept warning against such behavior and repeatedly told them to leave local affairs to them.

When they returned to the manor, they found it was in a noisy state. People dressed in Pantheon priest robes were coming and going, and Earl Hutton looked exhausted.

Lord Hutton places the greatest emphasis on trade, and the Pantheon's move will inevitably cause trade turmoil in the short term. He must demand a reason or even compensation for this.

Moreover, his daughter and Pasima suddenly fainted for unknown reasons, which increased his anxiety. He did not chat much with Rogers and his companions. After ordering the servants to lead them to the bedroom, he continued to be busy.

……

Four large beds put together were the answer delivered by Earl Hutton.

Logos couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He came to the floor-to-ceiling window and used magic power to draw the curtains to cover up the dazzling light outside the window.

In his mind, he was thinking about the silver status foundation ceremony bestowed upon him by the gods of the Abyss. This was not a promotion ceremony, but it could greatly enhance his foundation after promotion.

As long as he completes the foundation laying ceremony, he will have the strength to go head-to-head with the initial silver level in all aspects.

However, this ceremony is a little troublesome, as it requires the sacrifice of 666 bronze-level creatures, and it must be performed by him personally.

"Each hair contains at least 40 million offspring. I wonder if this can be counted as a living being."

He pinched his chin and couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

Lufia described to Elina how Eunice fainted, and then they chatted for a while. Elina then walked into the bathroom skillfully and prepared to wash up according to her usual order.

Poor Lufia was assigned a bunch of test questions and was forced to think hard while sitting at the desk against the wall.

"Logos..." Alice walked to the window, looked at Logos's contemplative appearance, and called softly.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Rogers came back to his senses and asked Alice with a smile.

The expression revealed by the other party at this moment made him slightly stunned. The girl in front of him pursed her lips, her eyes kept wandering and flashing, and her hands involuntarily grasped the hem of her clothes, with a hesitant and confused posture.

He hadn't seen Alice like this for a long time. The last time was probably before he met Elena, when he wanted to force Alice to go to Green Valley for a trip.

Alice always does this whenever she is stuck in a situation where she can't make a decision and doesn't know how to start the conversation.

"I've told you before that you can live your life the way you want to. There's nothing wrong with that. You don't have to live the way everyone expects you to live.

"I will also help with things like protecting the world. There's no need to push yourself too hard. If you have anything you want to say, ask, or vent, just pour it out. There's no need to hold it in and digest it yourself, which will only make you suffer."

Rogers reached out and stroked Alice's head gently, his tone full of genuine concern, just like a kind elder gently comforting her.

He has seen too many of Alice's confessions in the plot, and he also understands how much psychological pressure this child has after bearing the title of saint.

When the so-called fairy tale in which the protagonist saves the world actually falls into reality, it will be accompanied by more than just applause and glory.

Moreover, unlike his reincarnation and the foresight-capable Erina, Alice's mentality is really just that of a fourteen-year-old child.

Alice lowered her head slightly, a look of relief and comfort between her brows. She suddenly felt that it was too childish to worry about Roger's identity just now.

"But you are the son of a cult, and I am the daughter of a saint. If I follow my own ideas and arrest you and lock you up somewhere, is that what you expect me to do?"

She raised her hand and grabbed Roger's hand to prevent it from leaving. She asked with a gentle smile on her face and a slight curl of her lips.

"Then you have to be able to catch me first. I know your character. You won't be scared by the title of saint." Rogge wanted to pull his hand back, but Alice held it tightly.

"Don't underestimate me, I can catch it!" Alice looked determined and her voice was firm and powerful.

Rogers shrugged slightly, not caring about it at all. However, when he wanted to pull his hand back with more force, the scene beside him made him subconsciously activate the [Enlightenment Special], which immediately accelerated his thinking.

The world he perceived was slowed down in an instant.

Elena, with her hair still wet, was flying towards him. From the corner of his eye, Rogers could see that her white nightgown was very messy, as if she had put it on in a hurry.

At the same time, he had time to look around more places, and he felt that Elena seemed to particularly like white and liked to wear white inside and out.

After regaining his consciousness for a moment, he found that Alice had already completed her turn and was stirring up a burst of air.

boom--

The airflow was instantly engulfed by the white flames of the Möbius ring. Elina landed steadily in front of Alice, her words filled with anger and sarcasm:

"Is the blessing of the world used to help you do such a despicable thing?"

Her special ability did not foresee Alice's actions just now at all. The only explanation is that Alice had been activating her special ability just now, and it had a stronger effect than during the spell duel, which interfered with her foresight.

"If this is what you call despicable, then what are your past actions?" Alice looked at the gradually dissipating white flames and replied coldly with disdain.

Rogers saw something was wrong in the atmosphere. He silently retreated to the desk, reached out and grabbed Lufia's shoulders, slowly pulled her up, and then let her stand in front of him.

Lufia held the test paper and quill in her hands, looked back at Rogers with a puzzled look on her face, then turned her head to look at Alice and Elena who were bickering with each other at the window.

"I suspect that kick was aimed at my waist." Rogers frowned and said something that made Lufia even more confused.

He patted Lufia's shoulder and begged her sincerely, "Don't let them really fight and tear the bedroom to pieces. I'm going to go wash up first."

After saying that, he quickly walked to the bathroom, ready to wash away his fatigue.

……

The late spring sun rose on time, and there was no trace of the reconnaissance magic in the sky anymore.

Rogers yawned and rubbed his sleepy eyes. He guessed that in the entire manor, only Lufia had a good sleep last night.

After everyone had washed up, he went over various excuses with the sullen Elena and Alice, to ensure they could speak with one voice when facing interrogation by the Pantheon, which resulted in a sleepless night.

This morning, with the help of Elena, Rogers changed into a solemn dress. Elena also wore a formal dress. The two of them came together to the small reception room prepared by Earl Hutton, waiting for the visit of representatives of the Santa tribe, a nomadic people who were preparing to move to the Green Valley.

"I'll leave it to you from now on." Rogers leaned back on the sofa, took a sip of the black tea brought by the servant, and said to Elena beside him.

Elena had an indifferent expression and had no intention of replying. She just glanced at Rogers coldly.

Not long after, the door of the living room opened and two people outside walked in one after another.

The former was a young man with conspicuous blond hair. He was wearing a formal suit, had long and neat eyebrows, deep and calm eyes, a straight nose, and looked very similar to the second prince. His temperament seemed very cold.

The latter seemed to be about the same age as the former, with long curly dark brown hair, wearing a loose robe in brightly colored, and a cotton headscarf on his head.

His skin is slightly dark, his eyes are sharp and flamboyant, and his extremely thin lip line makes people subconsciously guess that the other person may be a little arrogant and mean.

"No need to be polite, please sit down. I heard about the conflict between the Santa tribe and the East Territory, so I wanted to come and take a look. I also want to help find an answer that can satisfy both parties."

The first prince Pertus, who was walking in front, raised his hand slightly, motioning for Logos and Elena, who had stood up, to continue sitting down. At the same time, he also introduced Alkan, the young chief of the Santa tribe, who was standing beside him, to them.

The two of them sat on the sofa opposite Rogers, across a low table.

accurate.

This was the feeling that Rogers had when he saw Pertus in person, an inexplicable but extremely clear feeling of resistance that came from his intuition.

Later, Logos and Alina, as representatives of the Eastern Territory, engaged in lengthy social rhetoric with Arkan and Pertus.

However, this standard aristocratic opening remark seemed a little unfamiliar to Alkan, and he even revealed a hint of irritation and contempt without concealing it.

After sorting out his thoughts, Luo Gesi looked at Arkan's appearance, muttering in his mind why the Shanta clan would send such an unstable child to decide such a big matter.

Could it be that the other clan leader has also lost his mind like his father, or is it because he, the baron, is too young, so he asked the young clan leader to come for the sake of social equality?

"We sympathize with the Santa tribe's plight, but we are also extremely troubled because this migration is likely to harass the people under the jurisdiction of the East Territory..."

After the social etiquette, Elina sincerely expressed the views and concerns of the lords of the East Territory on the matter.

Although her tone was polite and sincere enough, as if she was really thinking from the perspective of the Santa tribe, her words were also mixed with words such as a certain lord was very impulsive and had begun to recruit mercenaries, and a certain lord had been plundered by other nomadic tribes and therefore held great hatred.

If it weren't for the suppression of Earl Braid and Earl Devin, the situation would quickly slip into a bad situation and a series of words.

Maintaining morality, showing goodwill, exaggerating crises and exerting invisible pressure, Rogers nodded repeatedly and acted like a ruthless agreeing machine.

The information that Elina said had obviously been screened, some of which he knew and some of which he had never heard of.

From the initial sneer and indifference, Arkan's expression slowly turned gloomy and his brows furrowed tightly after hearing some uncertain information and a few names.

Alkan was not the only one whose expression changed significantly. Pertus's expression gradually became focused, and there was a strange color in his eyes.

"Lord Rogers, do you have anything to add?" Elina trailed off and turned to look at Rogers.

"No, your thoughts are my thoughts." Seeing Pertus' reaction, Rogers frowned slightly, chuckled, and put his arm around Elena's shoulders, showing that he trusted her very much.

Chapter 4 The Beginning of a New Era (k)

Alkan is gone.

He did not argue, made no demands, made no decisions or vows, and did not even say anything more than goodbye.

With a gloomy face, he stood up and left the living room alone.

"Excellent." Pertus raised his hands and clapped, making a clear and powerful sound. His face showed sincere appreciation, and he did not hesitate to express his admiration:

“After Young Chief Alkan returns this time, the Santa tribe will likely significantly slow down the pace of their migration to wait and see the specific feedback from the East Territory.

"You have gained a great deal of room for negotiation and reaction time for the Eastern Territory, and also brought more options to the Eastern Territory..."

He stared at Elena without blinking, his eyes were like condensed starlight, gentle and hot, and he was sincerely happy for Elena's recent achievements and contributions.

"Thank you for the compliment." Elina thanked him calmly, then calmly reached out and patted the hand on her shoulder.

However, after patting it off once, Rogers would touch it again, and the same thing would happen the second time and the third time.

"The one in front of you is the eldest prince of the empire, the one who will inherit the highest glory in the future. Please be respectful and don't act like an uncontrollable monkey."

When she saw Pertus frowning, she rudely rebuked Rogers beside her, but she did not slap her hand away again.

According to the hierarchy of titles and the inheritance system, Elena should not have used such an unsympathetic tone towards Rogers in such an occasion.

But at the same time, Elina's action was equivalent to abandoning her own etiquette and decency, making her and Rogers both rude people and the party at fault.

"Okay, okay, you should have said no earlier." Rogers smiled and withdrew his hand. After shrugged slightly, he picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

"Lord Rogers, I have already expressed my sincerity in the letter. Why do you still do this?" Pertus sighed softly, his tone revealing helplessness.

For Pertus, Rogers's disrespect just now could be considered a mistake that could be either big or small. It could test the prince's authority and attitude, and it could also clearly show who was the real leader between Rogers and Elena.