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Ren fucked Fiona into silence.

What else could she say?

That would be nice.

Can she still expect Ren to feed her every day?

She was not the first goddess who came to beg Ren, and she was definitely not the last. Why should she take priority?

But her reason told her that sending the power of faith to her was not the best choice. The lawful good gods all have the virtue of thrifting their divine power, and the exchange ratio they achieve by using their divine power is the most beautiful.

The more I understand, the more emotionally I resist.

Fiona, who was sulking, was restrained by the [Knight Badge] she had created, which created a very awkward situation. She desperately wanted to supply the power of faith, but she couldn't ask for it.

At this moment, Ren retracted his thoughts, glanced at her, and smiled: "Well, if you promise to restrain the God of Battle, let him save his energy and achieve a better battle loss ratio. I can turn the original All the power of faith supplied to the Lord of Storms will be given to you. As for how to suppress that grumpy old man, that is a matter for Pelor and the God of Battle."

"This...isn't good." The upright knight goddess lowered her head subconsciously, and then unconsciously played with the tip of her temple hair with her right index finger.

By coincidence, the sunlight coming from outside the window happened to hit her fingers. The sunlight reflected from the tips of her off-white hair dazzled Ren a few times.

She seemed to find that her small movements disturbed Ren, and she immediately stopped.

"Pfft." Renn smiled: "No need to show off, it's all for order."

As if her thoughts were short-circuited for a second, she quickly followed: "Everything is for the sake of order."

After breakfast at noon, her eyes wandered: "I, I'm going back. My body is still waiting for news."

"Okay." Ren hesitated: "You'd better send an angel back as a messenger."

The face of the Knight Goddess suddenly turned red, she lowered her head and made a sound like a mosquito humming: "Okay."

The divine light faded, and the faint sacredness disappeared from the room. Margaret's body softened and she fell into Ren's arms. Within a few seconds, she woke up slowly and covered her head: "What's wrong with me? Did I pass out last night? My God, my bones seem to be falling apart."

After long-term communication and in-depth communication, Margaret certainly realized what happened.

No, that's not the point.

The charm left by her own goddess on her body, as well as the faint shared memory, flooded into her mind like a tide at this moment.

The face of the female knight who woke up changed greatly: "Wait! Renn, give the knight goddess..."

Ren's cheek muscles twitched slightly: "Why did you ask me to stop then?"

Margaret held her forehead in pain, she didn't know what to say.

She knew very well that she had the qualifications to be a saint. The problem was that the Grand Knight Commander of the Knights never told her that the goddess might use her body to perform magic tricks. She had been worried before, what would she do if the goddess found out that she was impure and said that this would affect His divine descent?

Well now, this guy Ren actually knocked down the Knight Goddess.

What is this?

What a bad debt!

Margaret hesitated and asked, "He, isn't he angry?"

"Maybe a little, but I treated her to a late-night snack last night, and she just left after having breakfast with me."

Of course Margaret could feel the slight fullness in her stomach at this time.

She was a little entangled and a little broken, and finally chose to nestle in Ren's arms: "Then what will happen between us and Him in the future?"

What else could Ren say?

Is this considered to be one girl planting in the soil and then reaping two girls? But they share the same body, so do they count as one or two? If this mess happened to a noble goddess, Ren would just pat his butt and leave without any psychological burden at all.

However, the knight goddess seemed to be a good girl, which made him confused.

"Well, let's take it one step at a time."

The day after the Knight Goddess left, Ren activated the 'trap card' he had previously arranged. He mustered up the strength to eat, and finally inspired another sun in the chaotic mother galaxy.

A massive solar storm swept through most of the galaxy.

Using the solar storm as a cover, the fourth wave of power of faith supplies arrived.

This kind of timely supply has restored the declining morale of the order camp.

As we all know, if an army suffers heavy losses, it will often have no good results if it continues to resist. As the saying goes, if you defend for a long time, you will lose. If you cannot get supplies or rotations, morale will be low to a certain extent, and collapse will be the only outcome.

The supplies sent by Renne were a timely rain.

There are gods who are happy and there are gods who are sad.

The moment the Storm Lord received the shrunken 'supply gift package', he couldn't help but cursed: "What? 10% is sent out, but 2% is received!?"

The archangel of his family was trembling: "Ren Tesla said that my lord, your storm attribute is too close to that of the solar storm, and a considerable part of the power of faith has been swallowed up by the solar storm."

"..." When the Lord of Storms came to an end, Peiro's heart was filled with excitement.

He really wanted to scold Peiro - take care of your sun.

The problem is that everyone knows that Pelor, the sun god, does not live up to his name. His real source of divine power is limited to the sun in the world of Kaos, and the other suns (stars) are actually not under his control.

If he wants to lose his temper now, he doesn't know who to turn to.

Firstly, he did not dare to offend Ren, the captain of the transportation team. Secondly, even if the losses were as high as this, Renn still did better than the magic network goddess back then. If it were the idiot goddess who had self-destructed, the Storm Lord would not have got two. It's done, it's done.

The loss of the power of chaotic faith is greater than that of lawful ones, and chaotic gods have no divine power.

The Outer God could only feel that the Kingdom of Storm God was very lively, and knew that the Lord of Storms was losing his temper again.

But who cares?

On the other side, from the Kingdom of Knights, an extremely burly, two-and-a-half-meter-tall god who looked very much like a barbarian barged into the Knights Temple.

The knight in golden armor guarding the temple was not surprised, and knelt down on one knee before the unshaven, rough-looking god.

"Father, are you here?" On the silver throne, the knight goddess Fiona seemed a little restless.

"Hi! My dear Fiona, I'm just here to ask, is it right that you gave me so much power of faith?" Tempus, the God of Battle, strode over and sat down in the temple. He stands on the metal Aeolian throne cast from a hundred weapons.

Fiona felt guilty: "That's right, father. Didn't I tell you that after people in the Kaos continent lost their magic, they respected the melee profession? Back then, the Barbarossa Empire sent my knights to It is the first state religion. It’s a pity that I don’t have enough time to condense the fragments of the godhead. Otherwise, with the supply of this power of faith, I can at least attack the medium divine power! And I am lawful and neutral, so the transmission loss of the power of faith is relatively small.”

She clearly knew that everything she said was true, but she felt guilty.

Strange!

Is Rennes really a bowl of water?