God, for almost all humans in the Feren world, is a noun that can only be looked up high for the rest of their lives. In fact, for thousands of years, there are only a handful of people who have truly seen the true god's appearance.
Most humans, jing spirits, half jing spirits, they can only hear of the true gods throughout their lives, but Shirley, who was kneeling on the ground, was a little excited because the legendary god Osilis, who controls death
Sitting in front of her, although she was curious about what the real god looked like, her years of slavery had already understood some truths. In front of the superiors, before getting her permission, it was best not to look up and talk less.
So at this moment, Shirley was kneeling on the ground with her head down, not daring to take a breath.
Before coming here, the seemingly kind-hearted law enforcement officer of the underworld told her why she wanted to catch her. In the underworld, the act of devouring other people's souls was not allowed, but because she was to protect herself,
It was not an active attack, so he was not killed on the spot. Because that guy had no experience, he prayed to the true god, so everything that happened now made Shirley a little suspicious, and she was a mere soul, and she was invaded.
Why did she bring herself to this huge palace by the decree set by the True God? Of course, as she said before, she didn't have the courage to ask why.
Osilis, sitting on the throne, just stared at the soul of the orc. The reason for bringing her over was very simple. In the soul of this cat man, Osilis felt Don Quixote's spirit.
Yes, and to be more strange, this tiny of spiritual energy actually merged with the soul of this orc, and could replenish herself by absorbing her psychic energy. Thinking of this Osilis narrowed slightly
All the memories of Shirley's past and present life, including those that Shirley herself had forgotten, were read by Osilis.
After a long time, Osilis suddenly spoke, "He is not dead."
This slightly abrupt sentence was like a thunderbolt to Shirley. It was obvious that she knew very well who the great god of death Osilis meant. After gasping for a few quick breaths, Shirley raised her head slightly.
, glanced at Osilis with his eyes and asked in a slightly trembling voice, "Great God of Death, can I choose to be reborn?"
"Yes, but you will lose all your memories."
"Puu," Shirley felt her whole body soft and she sat on the ground. Obviously she knew that even if she had lost all her memory, she would have no meaning to be reborn, because she was still alive at this moment, just because she wanted to see the church again.
Quixote's obsession.
Shirley, who had not cried for a long time, finally couldn't help but the tears hidden in her heart for many years, because she felt that she had no goal to survive. "Great God of Death, is he doing well now?"
Osilis nodded slightly and said two more words without hesitation, "Very good."
"He..." When he said that, Shirley swallowed the sentence again. Although she didn't know how Don Quixote survived, it was obvious that so long had passed, and he probably had forgotten it.
The cat man from that time was not worth asking again.
"Do you want to see him again?"
As soon as Osilis said this, Shirley's eyes lit up first, and then dimmed again, because when she saw him again, she showed that Don Quixote must die once. From any perspective, Snow
Li didn't want this man to have any accidents. Thinking of this, she just shook her head slightly.
"Strange woman," Osilis obviously didn't understand why the woman who missed Don Quixote very much just now suddenly didn't want to see him again, although she actually didn't explain clearly, she could do Dogi.
Jote brought it here and could also send it back, "Do you still want to be reborn?"
Shirley shook her head, got up from the ground and knelt again in front of Osilith, "Go back to the great god of death, don't think about it."
"Willing to play for me?"
Hearing Osilis's words, Shirley couldn't help but flash the figure of the law enforcement officer in the underworld. Maybe this is her last chance. If she can win the favor of the great god of death, maybe in the future.
One day, when Don Quixote died of old age, she could pray to Death to let her meet the man again, "God of Death, I do!"
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It was already June that Don Quixote had agreed with the pure blood spirit disguised as a disguised chéngrén. According to the plan, a large number of bards would come to ** and then bring them with them.
A large number of stories such as the underworld, the altar of reincarnation and gold coins compiled by Don Quixote left, and then continued their journey of wandering the world and spreading such stories.
But in fact, when Osilith rejected the belief of the living, the plan was ruined. After all, if this matter was not supported by Osilith, these bards might even be beaten to be heresy, because
Such a thing has never happened in the world of Feren. You are the real god of orchestration, so that plan was cancelled by Don Quixote early on.
At this moment, Don Quixote was waiting for the right time to let Duli, the current prince of the Qi State of Charia, establish a Charia United Nations, so that he and his two wives could retire successfully, even if they were with Sha.
It is not a problem for Ya Qin to leave Xia Ya. After all, now she has basically delegated all her rights, and the military and political have been handed over to the Mandela family to deal with.
If you encounter something that cannot be solved by conventional force, you can call Don Quixote and tell Chara. Qin to instantly teleport back to Chara with the help of the teleportation scroll. In other words, when Chara's United Nations is officially established
, Xia Ya Qin is the position that plays the soul of the ancestors, the nominal queen of the empire, but she no longer participates in political affairs and only takes taxes. She pays invincible force, which is equivalent to a human-shaped nuclear bomb.
As Don Quixote said, in a world of high martial arts like the Feren world, if the power of the emperor can destroy the entire country and he is willing, then he can choose to decentralize power. The more he does this, the more he will do it, the lower the
The harder people will work, if you don’t work well, it will be messed up, or if you have any ideas you shouldn’t have, it doesn’t matter, kill you, change someone else, and some people want to do this position.
However, after the decentralization, there is another important problem that needs to be solved, that is, the real-time control of the country. You cannot expect the management class to have any trouble. The first idea is to cover up and then secretly
To solve it, there must be an intelligence organization monitoring the entire United Nations of Charia. It does not need to be covered in everything, at least the big mess cannot be released.
In fact, no matter whether it is the earth or Feren, any country or any force is like this. No one can do everything. Whether it is China or the United States, they can only ensure the stability of the vast majority of people, and there will always be that.
Some of them cannot be taken care of, which is a problem that human power cannot solve. Although it seems not so fair, Don Quixote will not pursue the illusory absolute fairness, as long as it is stable, it is fine.
In the palace of the Chara Empire, a special guest was welcomed today, the pure-blooded Jingling Arrelia from Yueying Island. The reason why she came here was because the subordinates of the Harpist Alliance discovered the Chara Seven State
What the current princes do is very similar to before the last civil war. Evan, who learned about this, sent Arrelia to ask her to ask what happened. After all, she is considered an old friend.
Evan did not believe that these newly appointed princes dared to rebel. The Shaya Empire is now completely in the hands of Shaya Qin, so the contract of God is just a piece of waste paper.
However, the conclusions obtained made the pure-blooded jing spirit a little unbelievable, because she had never seen such a power system. "Mr. Queen, are you sure you will manage your empire like this in the future?"
For the subordinate of Jing Ling who had a good relationship with his ancestor, Xia Yaqin also gave her enough face to receive her personally, "Of course, if that person does not die for a day, the heart to split me Xia Ya will not disappear.
So instead of letting it split, I will take him one step ahead and make him inseparable."
"I get it," Arrilia nodded slightly. Obviously she knew that this way of governing the country called the United Nations was forced to do so, "I will tell my Lord."
"By the way, Lord Arrilia," Don Quixote, who was standing behind Chara Qin, said suddenly, "I am very interested in the information system of the Harpist Alliance. Are you interested in cooperating with us?"
"cooperate?"
"That's right, just like now, you still collect your intelligence, but you can sell us the part about Charia. I think you know that this kind of United Nations governance method requires the most is such a monitoring system, but
It will take a long time for us to form such a huge intelligence organization ourselves, but your Harpist Alliance has the existing resources. Besides, our ancestors have extraordinary relationships with your masters, so we still trust them very much
Yours, so before our intelligence system matures, I want to work with you for a while.”
"Okay," Arrelia nodded, "I will give you an answer soon."
"Ha, don't worry, you are here from afar, and now you'll have a few days off here."
"Is this OK?"
"Of course, we are friends," suddenly, Don Quixote, who was about to continue saying something, narrowed his eyes slightly, muttered a few words in Chara's ears, and then looked at him.
Arrilia bowed slightly and left in a hurry.
"My housekeeper has something to deal with. Lord Arrilia, it's just the afternoon. Let's go have lunch together."
"Thank you for your hospitality..."
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"I've seen Lord Osilis," Don Quixote met Osilis who had not appeared for a long time in a remote room in the palace. "I don't know how the transformation plan of the underworld is going on now?"
"Very good," Osilis who came here this time did not have a real clone, that is, there is no soul inside, just a black gas composed of divine power. Obviously, for Osilis, the soul is also very precious.
There is no need to waste things at will. Faced with Don Quixote's flattery, Osilis is still the same as before, without a single nonsense, but said straight to the point, "I have something to tell you."
"Sir, please speak."
"I found a woman named Shirley."
"Bang!" Don Quixote involuntarily took a few steps back. Obviously, this guy knew that what Osilis was referring to was not his daughter who was still with the master's wife in Britain, but the one who had died for herself.
A cat man, thinking about the corrosion of the soul by the Styx, it was hard for Don Quixote to imagine what would happen to this kitten with almost only the strength of an ordinary person's soul, "How is she...?"
Still too lazy to talk, Osilis once again shared his memory with Don Quixote...
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"Will you cry?"
"You've read it wrong," Don Quixote rubbed his hand against his face, "A gold coin fell into my eyes just now."
"I'm lying to others, where do I get the gold coins?"
"......, um~" Don Quixote was speechless when he was not in a good mood because of Osilis' professional cuteness. "Are you here to tell me about this?
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"She is very similar to the woman she is talking about with Amanda Meng. She is quite pitiful. She also wants to take you to the underworld to bless divine power. You are mine, you are the voter!" To be continued.)