I was hiding from gods and demons at the beginning, but it turned out that I was the boss

Moira blinked, she actually couldn't remember much of the past. But she loves to eat candies...

This person probably has good intentions.

"Thank you." She smiled and took the food. As for what happened in the past, it didn't matter.

Seeing this, other young men and women around him also took out snacks and interesting gadgets from the spiritual space, wanting to give them to Moira as gifts.

They had seen the girl following the God of Luck before, looking very majestic. They guessed that she must be the descendant of some higher god. If they made friends with her, she might be of great help to them in the future.

At this moment, when they saw that someone had taken the initiative to give a gift successfully, they all followed suit.

Moira was stunned for a moment and realized that she was being fawned over because of her status.

She looked at the gifts they handed over with interest, then turned around and took the hand of the boy next to her and returned the box to him, "I appreciate it."

After saying that, she ran to the other side.

The young man stared blankly at the food box in his hand and frowned.

He just recognized the girl as the stolen child in the past and thought that he shouldn't be in debt and leave a bad reputation...

While he was in a daze, the young man was suddenly pushed out with spiritual power!

Fortunately, he was not weak and did not fall, but the box in his hand fell out, and the candies fell to the ground and rolled up in sand...

The young man's eyebrows suddenly became sharp, and he looked at the crowd full of anger.

"What do you mean, a lowly street boy has the nerve to fawn over a goddess!" Several people in the crowd mocked the young man maliciously.

"Haha, I don't want to think about myself. What I do is really ugly."

"Destroy the atmosphere!"

"..."

Moira on the other side looked at the sudden incident on the opposite side in surprise, and just as she was about to go over and try to persuade her, the Gods of Luck and Destiny led a group of priests back here.

The teenagers also became quiet.

Then the people who participated in the divine revelation came forward one by one to receive their own oracles and receive the blessings of the two gods.

The young man was last in line, and when he waited, the coldness in his eyes finally turned into gentle anticipation.

pity……

What awaited him was not hope but despair.

Unwilling roars erupted, and he was arrested in confusion. The boy showed his ferocity like a wild horse, but he was eventually subdued.

Everyone looked at him with disgust and fear, pointed at him, and said that such a cruel young man was really a sin.

Young men of the same age who already looked down on him even insulted him wantonly, as if he had done a heinous deed and put the Gods in danger.

Moira stared at all this blankly, and she suddenly thought that the abnormal expressions of the two teachers in the temple earlier were due to the appearance of the legendary "gods".

But she had a strange feeling that the heaviness in the eyes of the two teachers at that time was directed at her.

The question about fate also made her feel strange.

Moira had too many questions in her mind. She looked at the two teachers, but they avoided her gaze...

After the divine revelation was over, many people left this place happily. Only the young man was escorted to the divine prison to wait for the fate of the gods.

Moira lowered her head and looked at the trampled candy canes on the ground.

I felt a little uncomfortable.

Regardless of whether the boy is a sinner or not, hasn't he done nothing now?

Why should we sentence people to life or death just because of legends?

Destiny is in your own hands. If you are dedicated to good, how can you become evil?

Moira bit her lip, made up her mind and rushed back to the Temple of Heaven.

She asked her brother to let the boy go...

Watching the eager little figure disappear, the God of Destiny closed his eyes. Perhaps the selfishness of the God of Luck was a part of fate.

Now, she just hopes that the decline of the Gods will be slower, and slower...

Qingtian wakes up amidst the vibration of the cat's head ring.

She rubbed her red eyes, not sleeping enough.

As expected, dreams are the most annoying thing. It’s such a sad past.

"whats the matter?"

She asked lazily after connecting the cat head ring, and the officer's cautious inquiry came from over there.

"Viscount Laurent, are you in the military camp? There are officials from the military headquarters coming to see you."

Military camp?

Oh, yes, I should be resting in the military camp now.

"Let them wait for ten minutes, I'll be there soon."

After Qingtian finished speaking, he left a note for Allen, then left the provincial capital and returned to the northern border of Fesko.

The person who came to Qingtian from the military department this time was not a military general, but Morton Dougal, who used to be the interim administrator in Fesko.

Last night he withdrew from Fesko along with the military troops.

But since he knew that the general opposite was Lorendel, he wanted to come and see her.

He was sitting on a simple tent folding chair, holding a portrait in his hand.

That was Morton Yilan painted by Lan Zetong when he was young.

Yesterday afternoon, he received the documents sent by Tasril's special personnel. When he saw the contents clearly, he was shocked.

The second sister, Morton Yilan, is not dead, and is actually Lorenzo, adopted by Lorenzo...

The moment he knew the truth, he felt extremely complicated.

He had a certain amount of hostility towards Laurentelle before, because His Majesty obviously liked her, and the woman's identity would pose a threat to Meili.

Since Meili refused to give up entering the palace and wanted that position, her brother naturally wanted her to be happier.

But unexpectedly, the other woman His Majesty wanted to marry was also his sister.

The same one who died eight years ago...

No, it’s not that I want to get married, but that I have been married for eight years.

Thinking of the marriage certificate, Dougal had a headache.

Your Majesty's intention is to first announce Lorendel's true identity in the name of the Morton family and restore her status as Princess Laurentelle.

Then the marriage certificate was displayed, announcing the engagement that the two had made eight years ago.

This is also tantamount to directly determining that Lorendel is His Majesty's legal wife and the queen of Lanze...

After reading His Majesty's handwriting, Dougal felt depressed. Although Yilan was also his sister, he wanted to stand by Meili's side.

After all, Yilan disappeared for eight years. Although they are related by blood, family affection needs to be accumulated through time together.

He is still not completely sure what to do, even though the emperor's order cannot be violated.

Just when he was worried, the voice of soldiers greeting him came from outside the camp.

"Viscount Laurent!"

"Hello, Viscount!"

Hearing the sound, Dougal turned his head and saw Lorendel opening the tent and walking in.

"Viscount Laurent."

He subconsciously shouted after the soldier, but he felt it was strange.

Qingtian saw that he was a little reserved and smiled: "You can call me Qingtian. People who are familiar with me call me that. It's more cordial."

Dougal looked at her with pity in his heart.

The girl has white hair and has lost weight. She is quite different from the energetic look she had when she first arrived in the imperial capital.

My younger sister may have been doomed to a rough and extraordinary fate since she was born.

Dougal suppressed the ups and downs of emotions in his heart and said, "Okay, sunny day."

In fact, he really wanted to call her "Yilan" and "my lovely little princess" like in the past...

But looking at the woman with a cold temperament and peerless beauty, he couldn't speak.

His sister had grown to a terrifying height. In front of him, even her gentle expression could not hide her sharpness and the magnanimity of a superior.

The sense of oppression brought by the god general made Dougal a little uneasy and he didn't know where to start.

Qingtian saw that he was worried, and what he wanted to say was also related to him.

So she took the initiative and said: "I just woke up from a full meal and my mood is stable. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"..."