How I Ruled the World by Cooking

Even if you get married, what the hell are the two men going to give birth to, cheating on maternity leave!

"Well, many children of the elves are picked up." Nathaniel Christian explained weakly, "The mother tree will bring us newborns, because the reproductive ability of the elves is too weak gone."

That's it, everyone let out a long sigh of relief, talking so out of breath scared me to death!

The archbishop didn't pay attention to their attitude at all, or he didn't care how the other party felt at all.He just wanted to tell other people about their relationship, which made him happy.

As long as I am happy, no one else needs to care.

They are crying or laughing, dead or alive, in fact, it's just like that after watching too much.Everyone is but a play, and when the play ends there is nothing left.Hundreds of thousands of years later, this scene will either be completely forgotten by people, or passed down in legends that are either true or false.But no one can participate in their script anymore, what is dead is dead, no matter how lofty a mountain is, once it collapses and turns into sand, no one will fear it anymore.

The elf's fingertips traced the vicissitudes of the scepter.

I will not end, never will.

His long hair, which was originally showing signs of decay, seemed to have been injected with new vitality, and began to show signs of recovery again, but it was not the color of young leaves in early spring like the usual elves, but a icy and snowy color.This color makes him feel a little less illusory, but more majestic.

As the Archbishop of the Temple, Constantine Christian has always had a high reputation in all regions for his kindness and closeness to the people.But in the eyes of the few people at this time, no matter how gentle the tone is, it can't conceal the god-like coercion from that person's bones.God's creatures felt this breath from their souls, like toys falling to the ground in front of their masters, completely unable to give birth to even the slightest thought of disobedience.

Arnold Owen was in a trance. For a moment, he even felt that he had returned to the moment when he was just born. He should not have remembered the baby period. At that time, the huge pupils formed by the blizzard opened in the sky, even if they were aimed at himself. His relatives blessed him, and there was no trace of warmth in his expression.

No one knew why the Archbishop called the freshman team in, and a few of them never mentioned the matter after they came out, which made the students who tried to find out the news all disappointed.Fortunately, the temple team left the camp very soon, and the students who were well-behaved like rabbits in a cage suddenly turned into crazy rabbits who slipped out, and the internship plan was restarted. , the remaining middle and low-level monsters became the best targets for students to practice.Except for a greedy team tracking down a juvenile Ice Feather Musk Deer by mistake into a place close to the depths of the forest, and was almost bloodbathed by demonized plants, it went relatively smoothly.

And just three days later, Eugene, who had disappeared for a long time, reappeared in people's vision.He was still wearing the same college uniform that he had when he left, and the cuffs weren't even wrinkled at all, which was in stark contrast to the disheveled classmates around him.

"It seems that you have had a bad time in the past few days." Eugene greeted his team with a smile.

The catwoman who was so busy vomiting blood glared at him and said, "It's not because a certain captain disappeared out of thin air."

Not far away, Anthony Hall, who noticed them, twitched his eyelids, staring at his former lover with a look of astonishment in his eyes.Although I don't know how strong the Icefield Eagle King is, even if they formed a group to deal with the Snow Monster King of the same level, they paid the price of two deaths. I heard that the situation in the Mage Tower was even more tragic.

And this kid was unscathed, how could it be possible?

What exactly is he?

Thinking about the cardinal's badge in his hand, the dean subconsciously didn't want to get involved any more, and prepared to leave.However, when Eugene saw his figure, he took the initiative to greet him for the first time, and shouted affectionately: "Dean!"

Anthony Hall stood helplessly, watching the boy running towards him.Why didn't I notice it before? Without any changes in bones or skin that may be caused by acquired habits, it is absolutely impossible for normal people to have such identical eyes, ears, and eyebrows.How could this delicate and flawless face be a naturally born body? It was almost fake.Only those lunatics who are alchemists can use the rigorous attitude that is almost crazy to create such meticulous products.

He treated the face in front of him, which was so beautiful beyond gender, with a vigilant attitude that he didn't realize.

"Don't be nervous, Dean." Eugene didn't seem to notice the change in his attitude at all, and he still approached him habitually and asked with a smile, "Have you had any good luck lately?"

"What the hell?" Anthony Hall was confused.

"It seems not." Eugene said disappointedly, with a strange look of pity, "I thought she would come to you right away?"

Anthony Hall shuddered, the young man walked quickly, leaving only two plausible sentences, but it completely set off a storm in his heart.Some things buried in his heart seemed to be revived, things that he thought had been turned into ashes and completely buried...

"Her soul cannot sleep."

"I can't bless her enough."

"Her soul is not in her body."

His lips trembled, as if he wanted to stretch out his hand to stop the boy who was walking away, but he couldn't open his mouth tremblingly.What if it wasn't her, what if it wasn't what I imagined.

What if, what if even such a sliver of hope finally dies?

He gasped, quickly withdrew his hands, and shivered like a person suffering from cold, and put them into his pocket.Then he shrank his head and fled quickly.His back is hunched, and only at such times can people realize that even a paladin as powerful as a dragon slayer will eventually grow old one day.

"The dean is already in his sixties?" Robert Alfred sighed while warming the fire. "The life expectancy of paladins is generally longer than that of ordinary people, but they are only in their 120s. In fact, half of them have passed."

Catwoman smiled and answered: "So at this time, I really envy the elves, who live for thousands of years."

"We will die too." Nathaniel Christian said calmly, "In this world, only gods are immortal."

"The gods are not immortal." Eugene interjected, and squeezed his ass into the gap between Catwoman and the elf, and he pretended not to hear the two complaining dissatisfiedly, "Even if it is a god, There will be a day when you will die.”

"Don't keep saying such disrespectful things!" Arnold Owen, who was adding firewood, was so frightened that he almost pierced the fire. "If you were placed in the camp of the dark god ten thousand years ago, you would be dragged out and burned to death."

"No..." You Jingang wanted to refute, but he was stunned.Thinking about it again, it seems to be true.

The dark god camp has always been dominated by power and suppression, treating family members as labor and pigs and dogs, and those who dared to resist the gods were dragged out and burned to death.It is easier to deal with the gods who dare to resist the higher gods. For the whole two bottles of wine, just use this sand sculpture as a drink and dish.

They are not afraid to rule the territories under their rule in the most brutal way.It's better for Eugene to live on emotions like this, and the gods who live on flesh and blood often even eat up their territory completely.

Eugene fell silent, and Arnold Owen thought he had finally listened to his advice, and started discussing with other people about World of Warcraft.These few people are very interested in the ghost snow leopard, and they discussed finding a litter of cubs to share.

"I want to raise an elf." Eugene interrupted, lying lazily by the fire.

The team was eerily quiet for a second.

Yo, it seems that we have already met.Eugene thought, trying to pry my corner behind my back, Your Excellency the Archbishop?

"I can take you to the elf mother tree." Nathaniel Christian replied seriously, "You can go to the tree and pick one you like, and bring it back to raise."

Eugene was shocked by his tone like buying vegetables in the vegetable market, and actually thought about it seriously for a while, but finally gave up this tempting idea: "I can't afford it."

Ten thousand years ago, he burned down the clone that the mother tree had worked so hard to cultivate, and even abducted the elf who planted the tree, making the majestic "son of the forest" almost become a member of the dark camp.

If he really dared to go, the elf mother tree might pull out its roots from the ground to fight him desperately.

Even if that little elf is still standing in the temple of the God of Light, it is probably broken from the root.Does the God of Light know that his spokesperson killed one of his most powerful subordinates, and even took away her divine power in an attempt to replace her?

If all of this is not from the will of the God of Light, then the other two high gods may be in danger in the next step.

His elf, I am afraid that what he is really aiming at is the supreme god.