Duke of Grief

The Black Dragon was circling over Wind City continuously. Even if the ritual was over, he still did not go on.

Latinia hadn't relieved her tears, and she kept sliding down her cheeks. She didn't want this to be seen by her followers, so she didn't let Cervantes fall now.

Now that she has decided to embark on the path of "human nature" suppressing "divine nature," she will never be able to go back, and she will never be able to become that high "Goddess of Fortune."

Some once-broken ‘faith’s are reconnected, although still so fragile, but as long as she continues to work hard in the future, she can always make these believers themselves devout newcomers themselves.

She never knew that her heart was so fragile. She couldn't help but moved her tears just because of the response of the believers...

"do not Cry……"

The maid standing by her side wiped tears away for Latinia and whispered: "Remember? We have prepared a'surprise' for you... Although I told you in advance, it may not be a surprise, but Taking this opportunity, I also hope that you can take a look and let your believers know about it."

The goddess of wealth choked and asked, "Surprise? What is... what?"

"Dry your tears, and you will know when you go down," the maid replied.

Cervantes deliberately suppressed the temperature in the area above his head, so that the maid and the goddess of wealth could stand there comfortably, so the tears of the goddess of wealth were evaporated without just flowing out.

"Seth, go on..."

Latinia wiped away her tears, and after crying for a while, she finally felt more comfortable.

And she always has to face it. She can't keep meeting with them because she is afraid of being timid and afraid of crying in front of them.

She is their goddess, she is their faith, and they have just taught them how to face their hearts, and how can they stop before such things?

The black dragons at their feet grinned, adjusted the angle a little, and flew towards the square below.

While flying downward, the flame cloak on his body and the orchid skirt on the maid's body also slowly dissipated, the mobilized earth energy was slowly calming down, and the magic web was gradually disappearing.

The maid and the black dragon use [Sky Parade] not only to create momentum for the Goddess of Wealth, but also to warn other gods about to move, so that those gods will have scruples about the tragic leader, so that they will not dare to rush.

Sorrowful wind leads not only a legend and a wizard close to the legend, but also the extraordinary knight of 168!

In the past, there were only 167 people, but after Cervantes was assassinated by the ‘eye of omniscience’ for the first time, the extraordinary knights led by the tragic wind became ‘168 people.’

After the black dragon returned to its original shape, the maid and the goddess of wealth fell on his back.

Originally only to facilitate their observation, they got on the dragon's head, and now they are about to return to the vision of the civilians under the rule. Can't go on like this, otherwise Cervantes' only "lord's dignity" will also be one. Swept away.

The black dragon's two hind paws stepped lightly on the high platform. As a black light flashed, the humanoid Cervantes carried one on each side from left to right, and Serena and Latina sat in his arms. Here, "Maid Maid" and "Goddess" also reappeared in front of people.

The believers of the Goddess of Wealth felt that their hearts were burning, and the hot enthusiasm had filled the chest, so they all laughed, raised their hands, and cheered loudly: "Long live the goddess!"

"See my Lord!"

"Your longing is what we long for, and your wish is our wish!"

Hearing these words, the goddess of wealth gritted her teeth and refrained from crying.

Sitting in Cervantes' arms, she waved vigorously towards her followers, and after receiving the goddess' response, the cheers of the believers grew warmer.

Latinia never knew that she was so sentimental, just because of the cheers of the believers, she was crying, and she had no response to it before...

Perhaps it is a doctrine of identity, perhaps a pursuit of money, or a spiritual need... In short, they-her believers believe in "she", not the simple word "goddess of wealth", but 'She','Latinia'!

Maybe it's because of vanity, maybe it's because of moving... but who knows? Even Latinia didn't know what she was crying for.

Now she is already a ‘personality god’, as a **** with human emotions may become less fair, but she will no longer be controlled by the ‘priesthood’.

"Stop! Stop!"

The goddess of wealth stopped the believers, and the believers stopped naturally. They looked at their faith with expectant eyes, even if the goddess is now sitting in the arms of a man, many people are subconscious Ignore their lord lord.

"Lord Lord" pouted dejectively, and Latinia chuckled and asked the maid: "Sera, what a good surprise?"

The maid didn’t answer Latina directly, but patted Black Dragon’s shoulders condescendingly, “Ceth, go on.”

"Wow--"

Cervantes leaped slightly, and after a whisper from Latinia, he jumped under the platform and fell in front of the crowd.

Turning around and bending down to put the maid and the goddess down, the black dragon took a step back and was ready to watch the upcoming'spectacle'.

At this time, most of the gods have regained their sight. After all, they are not in the kingdom of God. If they want to observe the world in this way, they need to consume divine power.

Only a few gods who are interested in the mournful wind collar are still observing the mournful wind collar in this way, or ‘Wind City’!

The maid had already felt the sight of the gods in the midst, but she did not care about it.

She has already issued a declaration before, which shows her ambitions. This situation is naturally within her expectation, so that these gods can see what has been decided, so of course she does not matter.

"The first is "this"!"

The maid raised her hand forward and pointed to the high platform they had just stood on.

Under the amazing eyes of Latina, several straight energy lines full of'simple' beauty appeared on the platform.

She saw the dark blue energy passing through the ‘channel’, and a little starlight appeared on the line shell, with the center of the platform as the dividing point, and the platform in front of them separated from it.

"Wow!"

Like a cleverly designed mechanism, the stone and hollow platform slides to both sides, revealing the thing hidden in it-

'fountain'!

It was a circular artificial fountain with a diameter of about 20 feet. The water sprayed from the nozzle exuded a hint of heat, while the water that fell on the pool was in contact with the icy air, and it was hot. Fog.

"This is just one of them. ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The maid stood next to Latinia and explained: "This fountain, except this one, is hidden under the ground, around the tower of the Master, I let it together People built twelve fountains, because the runes were carved in the fountain, so the water sprayed by the fountain can be adjusted, it can be warm in winter and cool in summer, and it can be warm in winter and cold in summer. This is the first we give you a surprise. "

Latinia hesitated for a moment before asking: "...Is there?"

"Remember the "shopping mall" I told you about?"

The maid pointed to the surrounding buildings, "Fire station, hospital, police station, post office... so many have been built, do you know why there is no'shopping mall' alone?"

In Latinia's puzzled eyes, the maid pointed at the unknown tower of the mages.

The goddess of wealth widened her eyes and raised her hand to cover her small mouth, her eyes filled with panic, "This, you--"

"From the first to the sixth floor of this tall building, I gave it to you."

The maid's mouth twitched slightly, and she blinked at Latina, "It's up to you!"