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It has been almost a year since I was reincarnated into this world.

Hardy's mood was so uneasy for the first time.

There is a god in this world. Although it rarely appears, it does exist!

There is no doubt about this.

Everyone's eyes fell on Hardy, and Enolin almost made her old eyes pop out.

Madam Sissi sat on the main seat, looking at Hardy with admiration in her eyes.

Hardy took a deep breath: "Since you are here for me, why did you draw our attention to Karina before?"

Rahabi raised his head and smiled: "Because we have selfish motives."

"What selfish motives?" Hardy asked, "I don't want the Bolan family to lose power, and I don't want the Na family to sit on the throne again."

"Yes, that's true." Lahabi answered confidently.

The expressions of everyone present became very subtle.

Hardy couldn't help but laugh.

Lahabi continued: "But this is just an appearance. In fact, the more selfish motive of our religious sect is to keep this 'Goddess' Oracle' and enshrine it in Urugang."

Hardy was confused at first, and then understood what Rahabi meant.

Because the gods in this world are very lazy and rarely send oracles.

Therefore, believers know that there is a god in this world and they believe in God, but throughout their lives, they are unable to listen to God's teachings or see the holy objects used by gods.

What Urugang means is that they know the approximate content of the goddess's oracle, but they don't want the 'murmur of the gods' that can directly communicate with the gods to fall into the hands of outsiders.

Therefore, I used the theme to play on the topic, soldiers first and then etiquette.

By 'driving' Mrs. Sissi and Hardy back to River Creek County, this saved the Bolan family and stabilized France's political situation.

It's just that Hardy refused to accept the offer, so he had no choice but to take out the God Whisper.

Otherwise, they can quietly sneak this thing down and stay in Urugang.

Treat it as a sacred object and pass it on from generation to generation.

Generations of people make pilgrimages.

Hardy took a breath and picked up the small light bead in the box.

Then this bright thing disappeared into Hardy's palm.

His eyes suddenly lost focus and seemed to see farther away.

In fact it is.

Hardy found himself high in the sky at this time, with the breeze blowing on his cheeks.

There is a white cloud under his feet, which is soft when he steps on it.

There are steps made of white clouds in front, and there is a purple throne at the top, with a mosaic-like 'humanoid' sitting on it.

Although it was Masek, judging from his body shape, he could tell that the other party was a woman.

"Dead man, unyielding soul, world spanner, it is a pleasure to meet you in this way."

A gentle female voice came from high in the sky, full of maternal flavor.

Hardy's heart began to beat faster, and he knew that his true identity was clearly visible to God.

"Are you the goddess of light?"

"That's what the world calls me, but I prefer the world to call me by my real name, Aya."

The name of the goddess of light is indeed Aya, but there are a few people in this world who dare to call her by her name.

"So Ms. Aya, why are you looking for me?"

Hardy dared because he felt that creatures like gods would not get angry with mortals over this matter.

"I hope you can sell me face! Let the current King France live a few more years. This is not a threat, but a plea."

Hardy was very surprised in his heart. He wiped his face subconsciously and asked: "You are a god, why do you ask me for a request? As long as you give an order, I don't think anyone will dare to disobey you."

“When you ask for help from others, you should speak softly and sincerely.”

The voice of the goddess is very nice.

It sounds indescribably good, making people feel relaxed and happy, and all worries seem to disappear with this sound.

Hardy thought for a while and said: "It seems to be the teachings of the Light God Religion."

"Yes, I wrote it a long time ago." There was a slight smile in the voice of the goddess of light: "These are the rules set by me as a god. I should set an example and cannot violate it."

Hardy stood silently for a moment, then he smiled and said, "How about I just believe in you too."

What seemed like a joke came out of his mouth.

However, it was a small touch in Hardy's heart.

"I'm glad you can say that, but you can't. You have other beliefs in your heart, which are deeply rooted."

"I have never believed in a god before."

"Faith is not just about gods, it can also be truth."

Hardy was silent, he vaguely knew what Aya was referring to.

"Now that you have spoken, Aya, there is no problem in letting the old king live a few more years. But I am very curious as to why you prefer the Bolan family. I would say that you should prefer the Saintess family."

"Whether it is the Bolan family or the Saintess family, I treat them equally." The smile in the goddess's voice became more obvious: "The real problem is you, Hardy."

Hardy was very smart, and he immediately understood what the goddess meant.

He changed history, and he changed it too hard.

"In the established history, although the Jeanne family almost lost their status as a royal bloodline, they will eventually return as kings."

"Isn't it wrong for the Jeanna family to become kings early?" Hadi asked.

"The future can be changed. As long as there are no big problems, it doesn't matter. But Hardy, if this continues, Karina will not be able to become a saint, and the world will be in catastrophe."

Hardy was stunned.

"So I ask you to let the Bolan family go for the time being and wait for Karina to come to Boris and wait for her to grow up."

"Okay." Hardy thought for a while and agreed: "But I will cut off the claws of the Bolan family. There is no problem with that."

"No problem." The goddess's voice was full of joy: "Thank you for your tolerance and generosity for agreeing to such an unreasonable request. I wish you good health from now on."

A beam of golden light enveloped Hardy.

This beam of light was so bright that Hardy couldn't even open his eyes.

After he rubbed his eyes and finally stopped the stinging tears, he found a group of people around him, looking at him curiously.

Lahabi exclaimed with devout eyes and even cried: "You actually talked to the goddess for nearly three minutes. It's incredible. Why not me, why!"

Hardy was very surprised: "It's only three minutes, is it amazing?"

"Human beings cannot look directly at the gods, and listening to the voices of the gods is like hearing the sound of thunder." Lahabi explained while wiping away tears: "The gods are too powerful, and humans cannot talk to the gods for too long."

Hardy chuckled: "Three minutes is not long."

"And the goddess has given you a blessing." Lahabi pointed at Hadi's body, the jealousy bursting into tears, which could not be hidden at all: "Wuwen body, you deserve to die, you must join our Light God Religion. Okay, you can be a saint. Ah, I am in so much pain, I really want to kill you."

Hardy looked at his body, which was emitting a faint golden light.

Now during the day, you can see the golden light. If it is at night... the light is so bright that it can be regarded as a big light bulb.

Hardy was frightened, and he quickly asked: "Will this light disappear on its own?"

Lahabi looked at him with hatred, wishing he could replace him with his own body: "You actually dislike him?"