Chapter 83
Sylvia’s appearance is undoubtedly very outstanding. She is like the incarnation of the God of Light in the world. Every move has a special charm, attracting everyone’s attention.
Even if she wanted to be a mascot with peace of mind, Ameran obviously didn’t think so when she looked over.
“Saint Lady, good day, I am Ameran.”
After he finished speaking, he took two steps forward and wanted to give Sylvia a kiss.
Sylvia didn’t extend her hand, just smiled, “Hello.”
There was no more words, and the atmosphere fell into a stagnation for a moment. Ameran’s half-stretched hand was obviously a little embarrassing, but he was in a good mood. Location.
His actions naturally won the favor of a small number of the congregation. Originally, the kissing of hands was a bit rude to the saint, but his current performance not only brought back the rudeness just now, but also faintly surpassed it. Some.
Only the half-orc girl’s face was not very good, and she glared at Sylvia secretly.
Originally, she was very confident in her appearance, and that special wild beauty gained a lot of admiration for her, but compared with Sylvia… Damn! This kind of hypocritical woman will deceive people!
Of course, Sylvia didn’t care about the girl’s painless stare.
After a brief greeting, the group came to the place where the banquet was held. After all, it is not a place where the nobles are extravagant and wasteful. Banquets in the Church of Light have always been relatively simple.
The melodious music lingered in the entire hall. The Pope and Sylvia sat side by side at the top, while Ameran was at the next step of the Pope. As for his two confidantes, they were also well-known people. They were arranged together. Below Ameran.
“Ameran is really young and promising…”
“I am over-flattered.”
“Before I heard about you…”
…
At this time, the Pope didn’t talk to Ameran all the time. He was also the Pope of Light after all. Even if the Elf King came, he would be an equal fellow.
Ameran is not qualified now, and it is already a high-level reception for the Archbishop to chat with him.
Sylvia drank the dew in her hands peacefully, completely ignoring Ameran’s sometimes drifting eyes.
This savior was not well trained. I wonder if Bai Hua did it on purpose?
At the end of the dinner, another archbishop asked casually, “I don’t know what plans Ameran has next?”
In fact, this question is very simple. Naturally, we must continue to search for the remaining power of the source, and save the continent after collecting seven pieces.
But the Archbishop obviously wouldn’t ask him knowingly. He didn’t want this answer. As long as Ameran wasn’t stupid, he could understand what he meant.
Of course Ameran is not stupid. On the contrary, Xiaoqing is definitely there. “This is also one of the reasons why I came to your teaching.”
He put down the cup in his hand and looked straight at the Pope and the Holy Maiden, “Since I got the fourth source power, I have a faint feeling of the position of the other source powers.”
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone around were focused on Ameran, and the hall where there was still some talking suddenly became quiet.
This does not mean that Ameran is sure to find the remaining power of the source, in other words, he has already acquired most of the success in his pocket.
The eyes of some people changed instantly, especially the half-orc girl next to Ameran, whose eyes almost grew to her head.
“But…” Ameran paused.
The Pope spoke to himself, “Ameran might as well speak directly.”
“I sensed a location, maybe… I need to discuss it with the Pope and the Saintess.”
In other words, it is not convenient to discuss in public. The Pope and Sylvia looked at each other and naturally agreed.
In the short time that followed, everyone seemed to have lost interest, and they were probably guessing in their hearts, what did Ameran want to say to the Pope and Saintess?
Can their Church of Light rise to the next level in this catastrophe?
In such an atmosphere, the banquet finally ended, and Ameran followed the Pope and the others to a special venue for discussion.
There are only three people here now, Sylvia, Cyril and Ameran, and two of them have been taken to a resting place by the maids.
“It’s also a coincidence that I sensed that the next source of power actually appeared in the cemetery of the gods.”
Ameran didn’t give a shit, and directly told his findings.
Since the name of the cemetery of the gods is called this, it is natural that several gods and many demigods have died there.
It was a long, long time ago, and there was no Church of Light for a long time, and the gods in the Divine Realm fought for unknown reasons.
That battle was naturally fought in darkness. It is said that except for the higher gods such as light, darkness, and life, other gods participated in this battle.
No one knows how it ended in the end, only that there is a dead place left on the northernmost side of the continent.
A place full of grievances, a dangerous place with many mutant monsters.
If the God of Light hadn’t sympathized with everyone and set up the barrier himself, the monsters inside would definitely have put the continent in a desperate situation.
“I also happened to learn from the elf king that your sect has a token that can enter and exit the ruins of the gods, so…”
Ameran seemed a little embarrassed to speak, but the other two already understood what he meant.
The Pope didn’t speak for a while, the ruins of the gods… this is a bit… difficult to handle.
Cyril looked at Sylvia who was on the side, but saw her nodding calmly at him, what does this mean?
“We do have it, and we can try our best to protect ourselves in the ruins of the gods.” Sylvia finally said, “But…”
“Only me and the Pope have the ability and qualifications to use the tokens of the ruins.”
Ameran’s eyes lit up, and he said quickly, “If your sect is willing to help me and the mainland live a thousand lives, Ameran is absolutely grateful.”
What I said, if you don’t help you, you’re doing the right thing with the mainland?
A trace of unpleasantness flashed in Cyril’s eyes. Can such a person be a savior? He is not optimistic.
On the other hand, Sivia, who was next to him, has been very calm, “Ameran, I need to discuss this matter with the Pope. It’s getting late today, you go to rest first, we will give you the answer tomorrow.”
Ameran looked at Sylvia in front of him, and the index fingers hanging on both sides couldn’t help but move slightly, such a stunning beauty, such an inviolable price, if…
“Put your mind away, now that you meet her, you don’t even know how to die.”
An old voice in his mind made Ameran instantly sober up a bit. This was his biggest trump card, the spirit of origin.
No matter how arrogant and arrogant Ameran is, he will not refuse to obey this order, but if one day he really gathers all the power of the source and he becomes the master of the continent, there is nothing that can stop him.
It’s possible that Ameran’s thoughts Baihua knew, but he was the culprit who made him like this, and naturally he wouldn’t interfere any more.
Instead, Sylvia…
He had seen another appearance of Sylvia, and that appearance reminded him of something from a long time ago.
At that time, he was still in high school, and ordinary people could no longer be ordinary. His grades, appearance, family background, etc. were ordinary, but like many boys, he had a secret crush on the school’s recognized beauty.
She is so dazzling, scholarly, and has excellent grades. In his eyes at that time, she was the best girl in the world.
It’s a pity that the gap between them is so great that Bai Hua didn’t even dare to think about it.
Later, I heard that she was admitted to the best film university in the capital, while she went to an ordinary school, and the two never met again.
Until, on the eve of graduating from college, I passed by myself.
After that, a lot of things happened, and now I became this ghost, but the moment I saw Sylvia.
Bai Hua’s memory woke up a little bit again.
That she seems to be called… Guan Ju.
Ameran left, leaving only Sylvia and Cyril.
“Teacher, what do you think of this person?”
Sylvia relaxed a little, and her tone became more casual, not so “holding” anymore.
Cyril frowned, “It’s hard to say.”
If the savior is like this, then Cyril is worried about the future of the continent, but is it possible that he deliberately pretended to be like this to let the big forces relax their vigilance against him.
When your wings are completely full, then…
Although Sylvia didn’t know what the Pope was thinking, she couldn’t say how much she guessed in this answer.
In her opinion, I am afraid that this savior is really not much better than what he has shown, but…
It is very likely that it will change its appearance when it falls. After all, it is hard to say whose soul belongs.
“Let me go, or get a closer look.”
Sylvia took the initiative to ask Ying, and it is impossible not to agree, so if you want to go, naturally Sylvia will go, and the Pope sits in the Church of Light is the best arrangement.
Cyril also knew, but…
“The ruins of the gods are very dangerous. Bring some people with you, and beware of Ameran and the people around him.”
Especially the half-orc, the contradiction and jealousy among women is the most terrifying. I don’t know when they will cheat you. Usually, it’s fine. In places like the ruins of the gods, it’s a matter of life.
“I won’t let those two go, and they’re not playing the house. Their strength will only hold them back.”
“As for myself, I have caused too much trouble. With my strength, let Bennett follow me.”
It’s impossible to justify without one, but it’s really inconvenient to bring too many. It’s very likely that Sylvia will protect them in turn, so they each took a step back, and Sylvia only took Bennett.
The Pope also believed that in the event of a real situation, Bennett would definitely go out and protect Sylvia.
the next day.
Knowing that Sylvia would go with him to the ruins of the gods, the smile on Ameran’s face was obvious, and he also assured the Pope that he would do his best to protect Sylvia.
Pope Cyril: “…Okay.”
What gave him the confidence that he could protect Sylvia? Is it really possible for him to act like this?
Cyril is a little worried about the mainland. If it is such a savior, it would be better to plan a replacement as soon as possible!
Sylvia tilted her head and gave the Pope a reassuring smile, and then turned to face Ameran. “Gentle” said that it was very dangerous to go to the ruins of the gods this time. A guest in a holy place.
Belle, the half-orc, jumped out without waiting for Ameran to speak, “How can this work? What if you guys plot against Ameran’s brother?”
Sylvia was a little speechless. Was this girl born without a brain or was she given to PUA by Ameran?
And did Ameran bring her with her to look good?
“Belle!” Ameran scolded in a low voice, “I’m sorry, that’s not what Belle meant.”
“The Holy Maiden is right. I will go alone this time.”
There are only three sentences in total. Ameran said to Belle, the Pope and Lina respectively, which can be said to be a bowl of water.
And it can be seen that Belle really listens to Ameran’s words, and even if there is dissatisfaction, he will not say anything more immediately.
As for Linna on the other side, she always smiled and didn’t express her opinion, as if she agreed no matter what Ameran said.
She is not the same as the proud princess who dared to expose her father.
Regardless of these little episodes, and regardless of Belle’s little murmurs when she knew that Sylvia was still with someone.
Sylvia, Bennett, and Ameran spent a day preparing something, right in front of the Pope, secretly flashing on the northernmost side of the continent.
The glacier stands tall, surrounded by white snow and ice, if an ordinary person, it will not take long to turn into a popsicle in this extreme cold.
But whether it was Sylvia, Bennett or Ameran, all of them seemed to be unable to feel the temperature. They stood in the air and looked down.
And the ruins of the gods are just below this glacier.
[God is angry, please prepare to meet the wrath of God. 】