With a certain rhythmic vibration coming from the soles of her feet, Minerva looked out the window blankly.
The world dominated by night is vast and vast, and the boundless scenery has the powerful charm of overwhelming people. Long-term viewing will even make your own sense of existence thin. But Minerva just turned her sight meaninglessly into the distance, allowing her to do so.
Stagnant thoughts float freely.
The railway department, who noticed the abnormality, quickly sent support vehicles. After witnessing the tragic situation at the scene, the leaders of the team were almost scared to death. It was not until the important passengers, including the Saint, the Queen, and the heirs of the Consortium, were confirmed to be safe and sound, that the bureaucrats responded on their faces.
A little blood was gone. Quickly organize personnel to clean up the scene.
In fact, there is almost nothing to clean up on the scene. The damaged carriages, humans and demons' bodies were all swallowed by black crystal diamonds. As the black diamonds collapsed, no trace was left. The remaining work was the only way to transport the injured.
And the damaged firearms, the food truck was replaced - because they were sandwiched between the command carriage and the VIP carriage, they were lucky to have not been swallowed by the black diamond, but it was really unreasonable to let the distinguished guests eat in the food truck covered with gun holes.
The new substitute food truck is as luxurious as the previous one, and the decoration is simpler and brighter. It is said that the original completion rate of this car is only 70%, and it has been improved based on previous users' feedback. Some cumbersome decorations have been abandoned and some entertainment and leisure functions have been added.
, in order to better meet the needs of young users. In a car full of fashion, Minerva's heart is filled with a feeling of disconnection and disorder.
What is to believe? Who is to believe? What is real?
Because she wore the curse-breaking talisman passed down from generation to generation by the royal family, she did not fall asleep like others. She accidentally witnessed the back of the crystal wings, and after hearing the dialogue that was separated from common sense, Minerva seemed to have heard the place of standing.
The roar of collapse.
The world is destroyed, the system is managed, the order is maintained, the cleaning up foreign objects, the mother god, the church, the arrow of fire falling from the sky, the burning of all heat waves, the black diamonds covering the earth and the god's will walker.
These existences are completely beyond the scope of human beings' ability to intervene, and have never been known. For a long time, most people, including herself, did not even know the fact that they were managed.
Although he kept emphasizing the fact that "our country is independent and the exercise of royal power is not bound by any constraints, and the same is true for other countries", Minerva also knew that the other party was not the dominant. Instead, he regarded himself as a "manager".
A random blow is enough to level the mountains and evaporate the sea - with the power of that black-haired man, if he wants to become a powerhouse, there is probably nothing in this world that can be called an obstacle. But he didn't do that, with
The Saint's dialogues went back and forth only concerned about the stability of the world order.
Unintentional power struggle. Who is dedicated to maintaining peace and stability in the world.
It sounds like a great person who is impossible to exist. It makes people feel incredible. If you think about it carefully, you will be trembling with it.
With that power, any word of it can become a reality, and for all intelligent life, it can be said to be an absolute existence, and no one can rebel against it. If the manager believes that it will help the existence of worldly order,
When he instantly massacred thousands and hundreds of thousands of people, he probably wouldn't have any hesitation. After all, the manager's focus is on a world where many races exist, and it is impossible to take into account the fate of each person in detail.
Humans who are under management are unable to argue with this, and they can only accept it.
——What else is more frightening than this?
Don't say whether the divine will act to exterminate humanity. Just by proclaiming that there are existences of prestigious values and ethics that are different in action, the world will fall into panic and turmoil, and riots will arise in various places. , A large number of bloodshed incidents emerged one after another, and casualties were killed and injured. Next...
"…Your Highness, Your Highness Minerva?"
Called by someone, Minerva came to her senses.
"Holy...Saint!"
The refocused pupils reflected Ji'er's gentle face, subconsciously asking the maid, but found that the surroundings were quiet almost abnormal.
The only two of them were left in the bustling carriage, and the cold air filled the surroundings.
"You're a little weird, so come and have a look."
"--well?"
Minerva's hand was slightly pressed, and the hanging tablecloth was wrinkled into a ball.
"It's nothing, I'm just worried about whether I can do my best to give tomorrow's condolences, so..."
"Things of that level will not be lost to the point where changes happen around you will not be able to detect them."
"..."
Minerva didn't know how to answer, and pursed her lips and remained silent.
Jier glanced at the cold foie gras dishes and asked softly:
"What do Your Highness think after seeing the God-willed Performer with His own eyes?"
His body shook slightly, and his eyes that looked at Ji'er became sharper.
Minerva did not think that her hiding skills were good enough to escape Ji'er's sight. She had seen it with her own eyes that in the extremely thin area of Mana, the saint could still use the almost negligible Mana construction. The technique eliminates multiple high-level dangerous species, and it is even easier to find that she has poor hiding skills.
Is it a matter of clarifying what this matter is going on? Or is it a simple test?
Minerva quietly picked up the wine glass, moistened her throat with sweet wine, and showed a very happy smile:
"How to say, 'This is not a dream' lacks real feeling."
"It's true."
This is a normal reaction. Even if the royal family is in contact with the existence that only exists in mythological books for a long time, they will have a lack of realism after being overly shocked.
God exists. Although it is invisible, it does exist and exerts influence on the entire world. On this basis, the transcendent existence known as the "Divine Will Representative" appeared in front of him, showing his powerful Strength - Anyone will be shaken by this.
But the royal family cannot be as addicted to shock and unable to extricate themselves like ordinary people, let alone a smart princess.
"His Highness Minerva, what you see is indeed a God-willed practitioner of this generation. And I have been in contact with it for the first time until just now. Before I exchanged my experience of contact with 'them', I want to hear it Your opinion.”
Intelligence exchange?
Minerva raised an eyebrow. Jier's amount of information was much greater than Minerva. He exchanged a few thoughts for the history of contact between the church and the divine will practitioners? This condition is too good, so good that it makes people doubt.
Having said that, she didn't want to refuse. After knowing that there is an existence above humanity, any information about this huge existence is extremely important and has an important significance for her country and royal family.
Take a deep breath. The girl spits out organized words.
"The first impression is that it's not a human."
It's not a belittlement, it's a pure feeling.
Minerva did not see the positive face of the black-haired man. Judging from his back and voice, the other party's age seemed to be no less than that of him. Listening to the teenager's voice in the tone of middle-aged and even elderly people, let's talk.
She felt indescribable and awkward.
This alone cannot be asserted. At most, it can only be regarded as one of the weird people. It is not enough to prove that they are not humans.
“There is no enthusiasm in his words.”
The emerald green eyes were once again in a trance, as if they were seeing the undead eyes stopping in the void outside the car window.
Without enthusiasm, he tells the fate of the world with indifference that is not about oneself - this is something that no politician or human being can do. This exception is enough to make anyone assert that "this person is different from ordinary people", and then
The various actions of the unfolding crystal wings just a more intuitive confirmation of their inhumanity.
"I have met people who are called mad and evil. Although their values and ethics are deviant from the mainstream of society, their methods of acting are disgusting. But their actions have clear purposes and passions that can be called 'crazy'
, but that man didn't have Leng Che's observation and Leng Che's assertion... that's definitely not something that people can do."
——Can such an existence be called the executor of the will of the gods?
Retracting his gaze from outside the car window, Minerva looked up at Jier, and said unfinished words in her emerald pupils.
As far as power is concerned, no one will doubt whether that power is commensurate with the identity of the messenger of the gods. Even if he is told that the operation behind the world is controlled by him, he will probably not feel anything strange.
However, his perspective is completely different from that of humans. In the best way, the black-haired man was also observing and recording everything that happened in the world just like observing an insect nest.
No one can feel at ease when he is dominated by an existence that regards sentient beings as ants, not to mention that destruction of human beings is also one of the options.
Faced with this problem, Jier, who served the mother god, couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Indeed, this generation of divine will practitioners are relatively alternative."
"Who were the Divine Will Representers in the past?"
"Humans, orcs, dwarves, and ancient species have all appeared messengers who perform divine will. In the past history, they either invisible behind the scenes or directly join the battlefield to participate in historical changes. Sometimes they are loaded into the legend of the brave.
History is more about sinking into the dark curtain of history. This generation is generally the same, but as His Highness Minerva saw, it seems that there is a little deviation."
Indifferent, harsh, cruel, unkind, and the smile on his face makes people unable to understand his thoughts. At the same time, he is resourceful, making people unable to keep up with his thinking.
Compared with the "heroes" and "braves" in the historical records who embrace lofty ideals, run around the battlefield and the market, help the poor and save the weak, the deviations of this generation are too great. To be honest, he is more like a legendary story.
The "devil king" in it, not the messenger of fairness, justice, and righteousness.
But in turn, he is far more in line with the requirements of "Divine Will Performer" than those passionate people who hold idealism.
“More in line?”
Minerva interjected.
"Your Highness, the job of the God-willed Person is to 'monitor and correct'. Simply put, it is the shepherd dog in the pasture, monitoring whether the world is maintained in a reasonable state stipulated by the gods. Once someone derails, it will be corrected immediately. Doing this work is the least
What is needed is idealism and emotional theory.”
Follow God's will, manage the world and intelligent life. Adjust the balance of power and eliminate defective products with special specifications - there must be a dark and bloody side, even a large number of massacres. In the face of the sea of corpses and blood created by one's own hands,
Lofty ideals, conscience and even reason eventually collapse, and many divine will practitioners are at the end of their path.
If you want to be competent for the position of "God Messenger" for a long time, you can only be without hesitation. There is no doubt that your ability is only used for the designated purpose. You only exist for this, and you do not want more, and you do not recognize more, and you do not want more, and you do not want more, and you do not want more, and you do not want more, and you do not want more, and you do not want more, and you do not want more, and you do not want more, and you do not want more, and you do not want more, and you do not want more.
Allow more. Everything is built under the purpose of "managing the world". You will not be happy or happy about it. You will only follow the reasons for existence and explore the most efficient means and take action.
This way, there will be no problems, and there will be no problems.
This is what the divine will act like.
"Indeed, such a manager does not have to worry about being biased based on his own interests. There is no question of whether it is fair. However, it also makes people really worried."
"You're talking about the consortium."
v.e Consortium holds Charlemagne's economic lifeline and has extensive connections in both the military and political circles. It has always been thought that the consortium president is well-managed, but in fact it is supported by a divine will. It is precisely because of this. I have always been disgusted with it.
The church of change has to deal with its relationship with the consortium with caution, at least not to make the confrontation surface.
But consider it from another perspective. Is it possible to win against a consortium with such a tough backer?
The ubiquitous influence of the consortium, the agent can create the power of the terrain with one blow. The two are combined with each other, who can fight against it in this world? What’s more difficult is the power struggle of the messengers of gods against humanity, money, status
If you are not interested, you will be considered a dangerous behavior that breaks the framework. In the context of this inability to communicate with others, it is a dream to shake the consortium from the root.
It is by no means a good thing to allow the consortium to expand unlimitedly. On this point, the royal family and the church have the same opinions.
How to solve this problem?
"Your Highness, why don't you talk to your fiancé?"
Jier said calmly, and Minerva raised her head in surprise.
"Putting aside the identity of the consortium's heir, the divine will act as if he also attaches great importance to Your Excellency Roland, doesn't it?"
Indeed, even the unindifferent divine willist agent made concessions to Roland's request. Although Roland's negotiation skills were of extraordinary skill, this negotiation would not be valid without the black-haired man's special tolerance for Roland.
(Although it cannot completely affect the divine will practitioners, Roland is also the only channel that can directly communicate with the divine messengers.)
In less than a second, Minerva deduced the conclusion and turned her gaze hidden with suspicion to the Saint opposite the dining table.
(What is she calculating?)
Although the God-willed Person is an unpredictable object, the actions of His Highness are also unsightly.
It is planned to consolidate the relationship with the royal family in a way that sells favors, or continue the plan to "reach a certain kind of friendly relationship with the divine will operator" in a way that is possible - both concepts are possible, and the risks are very low, but they are secret.
Neva doesn't think Ji'er cares about this level of things.
"Thank you for your guidance. I still have some things to deal with. Please forgive me for losing my companion first."
Instead of sitting here, it is better to take definite actions first.
As a result, Minerva left the dining car after performing the ceremony.
"Oh, this kid is still so impatient."
After the car door was closed, Jier smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Minerva's pace was impeccable, but there was obvious impatience in her eyes. It seemed that she understood her hint and was ready to take action immediately.
"Don't you follow me?"
As the air was emitting a problem, the scenery in the car began to distort, gradually forming a human-shaped outline.
"Is it my sister who told me to wait first and observe it before deciding to take countermeasures?"
The Phantom Magic was completely lifted, and Diana answered expressionlessly.
"But, seeing Little Minerva work so hard, don't you think it's interesting to compete with her?"
"That will only bring resentment."
Diana's tone remained unchanged, and her eyes shaking slightly when she looked at Ji'er.
"Sister, is this okay? I won't be silent there."
"The contact with the agent has failed, and it is meaningless to continue to implement disconnected plans. From the beginning, unrealistic delusions and blind commands can only be considered crazy."
"..."
Diana couldn't speak.
The church that has been operating for nearly a thousand years has reached its end now.
Although it has not yet completely weakened, the church believers are still spread all over the world. However, various signs of decline have been revealed. Consortiums have risen, disputes among countries, and jihad has not made any progress... How many events are there that symbolize the weakening of the church's power, and now it is still
To add a God-willed agent to refuse to cooperate, it can be said that the decline of the church is inevitable.
This is the fate determined by the trend of the times, but Diana knew that the church was full of dangers long before the trend changed.
Despite having some contact and mutual interference with the outside world, the church is generally an introverted and closed organization. Basicism, fundamentalism's extreme values and ways of thinking are mainstream in the church, and even the pope himself is extremely conservative.
The symbol of . It is precisely because of the extreme that there are dangerous seeds of collapse at any time.
The goal of the church was to "transmit the teachings of the Mother Goddess". In fact, it was a means of interfering in various countries and supporting the Divine Will Representative. Since the betrayal of the previous Divine Will Representative, Lenadu Dark, the church's existence has been
The priests who began to waver, blindly followed the goals set by the founders of the church and focused on uniting began to doubt the meaning of their actions. The entire church began to lose its direction. Before all external threats arose, the church's own cohesion gradually became
In the decline, internal factions are enjoying each other's hindrance.
In addition, the aging of the church has reached a point that threatens its own existence.
Starting from creation, the church's doctrines and concepts have basically not changed. They ignore changing cultures, situations, values and other things. The Pope's idea of "secretly dominating and protecting the world" has long been out of touch with the times.
"At first I thought the consortium president and the god-will agent might be able to change this situation, but in fact, this idea has not changed yet. But—"
Ji'er smiled happily.
"I don't think it's better to do it. Your Excellency Roland may bring unexpected changes."
Indeed, Li Lin, an industrialist, a monopoly president of a chaebol, a diplomat, a strategist, and supported by the divine will, brought various changes to the world, whether good or bad, the world is indeed changing.
"But, the one who can bring changes to the end-of-the-road closed world is not necessarily a scheming strategist, or a powerhouse who speaks in an old man's accent with a young face. Most of the changes are caused by contact, some kind of outside
Things are triggered by the young people.”
A gentle smile appeared on Ji'er's face, like a blooming flower, a pretty princess - a saint.
"We must hold the key to changing the trend of the times."
She said with ease.
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Just one door separates the two worlds.
On one side of the door is a quiet night, and on the other side is the hell that the bravest men will be scared to death, the nest of the evil ghosts of Shura.
"No, don't...don't come over."
Roland shivered and retreated toward the corner of the wall, his face twitching violently.
The enemy had surrounded him, his eyes shining, so bright that it made people feel scared.
I have been exposed to this kind of shiny look several times. The first time I went to the place where the Mother Goddess sleeps with someone, countless female elves approached like evil spirits, and then I went to the campus of Yalfheim and Ludes
Such terrible eyes can often be seen in it.
Whenever the object and roles they like - all male - are discussed, the eyes unique to the predators and dangerous species are no different from those of the girls.
"Don't call it, this is a soundproof carriage. Even if it's called, no one will come back."
The giant needle ant held the hand in a claw shape, his fingers kept moving, and his mouth made a hungry sound.
"Don't worry, it won't hurt... It will hurt a little, and then you will guarantee you will go to heaven."
The blindworm's eyes were wide open and saliva flowed to the floor.
"After doing it, you will know how comfortable it is. Come, Master Roland, move towards the 'world here'."
The flower mantis, whose neck was tilted, half buried in the shadow, showed a broken smile, and reached out his hand like a zombie to continue approaching.
"Although I tried the young master's ** at one time,... it turns out that I can't satisfy it. I have to go further."
The completely lost spider blocked the last gap in the encirclement net, and a large number of maids behind him looked green and swallowed their saliva.
"Everyone, you can go."
The scorpion yawned long, and the girl who was already extremely hungry was howling and rushed forward.
"Aowu-!!!!"
He didn't even have the chance to escape from the window. The pale-faced boy was instantly thrown into the super-large drum washing machine.
"Take it off! Take it off!"
"Take it off!"
"Go up!!"
The shirt and shoes and socks made beautiful parabolas, and the chest was touched and pinched by several hands at the same time. "So smooth", "no hair said", "The curve of the butt is so good" sighed and kept spinning above the head.
The soft and white palms are constantly added to the harsh storm, and the area of invasion is getting bigger and bigger.
"Wow, don't touch it randomly! No... don't touch it there! I said it's not okay! You haven't gotten married yet?! You won't get married in this way!!"
As the girls said, the hoarse cry could not penetrate the sound insulation mezzanine, and Roland's resistance was also suppressed by the absolute number of advantages. His palms were as dense as the woods and as flexible as tentacles. The young man entangled in it protected the last one.
The fortress bursts out from the depths of the soul.
"Li Lin, you are so weak, it's all your fault!!!"
"Blame me?"
The black-haired boy in a burgundy gift suit continued to taste the red wine. (To be continued...)