"By the way, I heard you were studying the relationship between the destruction of the high elves and the demons. Is it related to this?"

Essin suddenly remembered this incident. Roddy nodded after hearing this: "Yes, because the existing information cannot find anything useful, my research has been stagnant for a long time, but I just received the news that someone has discovered a new high-elf ruin in Jingyu Forest, so I plan to go and take a look, hoping that this will help me."

His explanation was flawless, and the other dragons didn't find it strange, and Stica even came up: "Then isn't this right? Hollier City is right next to Jingyu Forest, and it's over. Hey, we should also study the devil and write a paper, right?"

"Yes, I think Ruka and the others are submitting papers for points all day long. Last time I mentioned to me, saying that the lords also value the quality of these papers, and may set an audit standard in the future to urge us to study spells."

There are actually many lazy people who are "passive and lazy" within the dragon clans and are drunk all day long. The lords had a headache before, but now there are things that most dragon clans are keen on, so they naturally have to think about making use of them.

Iscar also felt that writing papers seemed to be about to become a trend, so he turned his head and asked, "Then... Prime Minister, look at us - we are a team, right?"

Roddy didn't expect that this group of people would get into a trap so easily, but after thinking about it carefully... After taking out the "handheld crystal cannon" to intimidate them, the young dragon clans obviously were more willing to lower their figure and cooperate with them. I guess they would try to echo any topic they said.

"Of course," he knew what he wanted to say when he heard Iscar's tone. "Everyone can provide me with some information, and I will sign it at the end of the paper."

The proposal was immediately approved by everyone, so Roddy quickly announced that everyone would gather to Hollier City half an hour later. After everyone else left, Kardashian, who had returned, sighed: "Do you really want to go in person?"

"I have the inheritance of Dukar. Many details can only be discovered by comparing them on the spot." Roddy changed his humor and relaxed a few minutes ago. He frowned and cleaned up the demon information he had sorted out. "The mercenary group has been there in this ruins. Who knows how much things are left there..."

Seeing him like this, Kardashian pursed her lips and finally said, "I know... you want to avenge her."

Roddy, who was facing away from her, calmed down, and his hand holding the file bag suddenly tightened: "Yes."

"If you like it, just say it out loud. It's so far. Do you still want others to know?"

Kardashian witnessed Roddy's reaction after learning about Nata's injury, so he also knew Nata's position in his heart.

Speaking of which, after the war, Roddy became more and more cunning, and he, who was able to deal with the dragon clan easily, often gave Kardashian an illusion: his "reason" had become an instinct, and sometimes even calmly looked like a machine.

But that day, Kardashian witnessed the scene where Roddy was furious and his hair was wide open. Because of the energy of the Shadow Dragon Crystal, the aura that Roddy burst out in that moment made it difficult to tell whether it was a human or a dragon clan. The result of his emotions almost losing control was that all the furniture in the room turned into powder in the impact.

Since the establishment of the Intelligence Agency, Roddy didn't blink too much, but the news of Nata's serious injury almost made him lose control, which means that all fools know. But Roddy did not respond to her question, but just stuffed the documents in after a brief pause.

"What, are you afraid I'm jealous?"

Kardashian walked behind Roddy and reached out to hold him: "Actually, I've noticed it long ago, the woman next to you...huh."

"The more you experience, the more you fear losing."

Roddy's voice was hoarse, and he held Kardashian's hand, "Even the dragon clan has a soul and a dragon god, I want to seize everything, but how many people can there be truly eternal?"

Kardashian was originally joking, but after hearing his whisper, he was also a little distracted at this time...

*******

On the other hand, the team organized by the Holy Society has set out for several days.

The Pope Black of the Lunasty Cult was not with him. As the last elder figure of the Holy Society, he naturally would not take any risk in this situation. After sending out an elite team led by Panda, Black actually had a bit of worrying about gains and losses. After all, he had never succeeded in his previous actions against Roddy. The Holy Society was originally an organization with accumulated years and strong strength, but in less than three years, he actually fell to this level. It was a helpless and sad thought.

Arcaneists do not believe in God, nor do they believe in illusory things like "fatalism". In the eyes of arccane, "prophets" are just a group of fools, while clergymen are just liars. Their ideas are a bit extreme, but facts often prove that arccane is not wrong - prophets cannot predict anything accurately, and clergymen cannot let the gods really come...

Black felt that he was a little bored as a charlatan, but in order to deal with the believers, he still had to lead them to recite prayers every day and kneel down to worship the sculpture of the moon god.

The contents of these rituals were copied from that note by Black, including when to worship, when to hold the rituals, and even the actions of reciting the prayers were copied. He completely restored these things, naturally to make the outside world no longer doubt the identity of the "Holy Society", because the stronger the aura of the "God" is, the harder the identity of the members of the Holy Society will be suspected.

For the safety of Panda and others, he also specifically instructed these people to strictly abide by their own norms as believers wherever they go. After all, no one knows whether the CIA people will stare around.

It is midnight now, and the full moon has passed today. However, according to the regulations in the notes, on the seventh day after the full moon, the Moon God Cult must have a collective "sacrificial ceremony", which not only worships flowers and lake water, but also celebrates the happiness and health brought to people by the Moon God.

On the cold night of November, normal people would definitely choose to roast the fire in front of the fireplace. But Black had to grit his teeth and wrap it in a thick white robe, walk to the statue of the gods under the moonlight, face the poor but devout civilians in front of him, and recite the prayer that he had already been familiar with.

Flowers were placed before the statue of the gods. It would be good if most plants were not frozen to death in this season. These ciri flowers are rare objects that only bloom in cold weather. The notes specifically mentioned the flowers used for rituals this month. Black thought of doing a full set of shows, so he specially asked someone to collect some of them.

Everything was going on like before, the cold wind kept blowing, and the wet and cold air made Black feel that his face was almost frozen, but as a pope, he could not put on his hood on such occasions. Listening to the followers repeating the prayers he had just read, Black was thinking to end all this early, and what he needs most now is a glass of warm ale to warm up his body.

The cold wind blew, and Black looked at the bright moon above his head boredly. Just as he turned his gaze back, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Looking from the angle he stood, the statue of the god below the moon seemed to have more gloss than usual that he had never noticed. Black blinked and confirmed that he should have read it right - because the statue of the god itself will definitely not shine. Even if he asked someone to use arcane to forge "miracles", it would not be the warm light at the moment.

"Gudong."

Black swallowed unconsciously. He pursed his lips and looked at the believers kneeling on the ground. Then he looked down at the necklace hanging on his chest in a panic. This necklace was made by him in casually according to the way mentioned in his notes. It was made of "Garlan Stone" and was carved on the full moon night. This thing was worthless in Black's eyes, and he also made a lot of it for Panda and others to carry with him. But at this moment, the necklace actually emitted the same luster as the god in his hand...

"It's a miracle! A miracle!"
Chapter completed!