god of tomorrow

Looking at the black veins spreading across Beyamont's abdomen, I took out bottles and jars and began to treat her, successfully making my teacher vomit white foam.

Despite her strong will, Beamont said with difficulty, "Your Holiness, please calm down. The most urgent task is not to save others, but to save ourselves."

While Commander Bei wasn't exceptionally intelligent, she had more experience than most students had, and she deduced that the poisoner was someone from her own church, and of considerable rank. With the camp nearly wiped out, it was difficult to spare manpower to protect the saintess; she advised Delight to evacuate immediately.

If conditions permit, bring along Saint Eugenia from the Church of Dawn.

Ignore the rest of you.

"No, I want to take you with me, teacher!"

“Your Holiness, do not act rashly. You should know what will happen if the two Holy Maidens are captured,” Beatrice said with a stern face.

The saintess's fate after being captured was basically to be covered in mud and end up with excrement.

For details, refer to the saint of the Twilight Church. She was captured and imprisoned at the headquarters of the Dawn Church. Although she was living in a presidential suite with a private room and no worries about food and drink, rumors circulated that she was living in a basement with a large number of visitors and poor construction.

This is how rumors spread: the general public doesn't care about this or that; plain stuff is boring, they just love the juicy details.

Therefore, once the two saintesses are captured, even if it's only for five minutes... no, even if they disappear in public for ten seconds, it will be very difficult for them to clear their name in society.

Just then, a strange noise came from the distant woods, and from the depths of the dark forest, it seemed as if figures were gathering.

Despite the pain, Beamont stood up, drew her sword, and leaped down from the treehouse. She would stay behind to cover their retreat, and told Delight to hurry and find Oja. If they delayed any longer, none of them would escape today.

Delight gritted her teeth and headed straight for the treehouse where Oujia was. Seeing the two women inside, both pale and suffering from the toxins, she picked up Oujia and ran without saying a word.

"Don't go! It's safer where there are more people!"

Oja was clearly much smarter than Beyamonte, rejecting the whimsical idea of ​​venturing deep into the woods at night: "The enemy is coming on strong and has big plans. They will definitely set traps around here. The camp is the safest place."

“But the camp is full of wounded and sick, and we can’t organize an effective defense. Staying here is just waiting to die.” Delight spoke quickly.

Ou Jia carefully observed the changes in Delight's expression and, seeing that she didn't seem to be acting, temporarily believed that the Natural Holy Court was not the planner or participant in the raid: "Your Highness, I have heard that the forest of the Duchy of Rufa is a natural magic circle, and that any outsiders who enter will be observed by the magic tower of the Natural Holy Court. Is that true?"

"Yes, there is such a legend."

Due to the confidential nature of the matter, Desiree could not say much.

All I can say is that when the Temple of All Things invaded the Duchy of Lufa, the Holy Court naturally opened up the entire map and wreaked havoc, resulting in the famous Battle of the Fall of the Capital.

It sounds funny that we couldn't even beat the Temple of All Things when we opened the whole map, and our capital was even captured by them. But it's not shameful at all.

If the difference between T0 and T1 is limited to the top performer and there is little difference elsewhere, then the difference between T1 and T2 is that they are lagging behind in every aspect.

The gap between the Natural Sanctuary and the Temple of All Things can be seen as the gap between Delight and Tiffany. It opened up new horizons for Delight, while Tiffany could still fight however she wanted.

Unable to extract the secret, Ou Jia changed her approach: "Princess Delight, I have my own methods for defending the camp. Just tell me, how long will it take for reinforcements to arrive?"

After saying that, he added, "This is very important. Please be sure to tell the truth. After all... you don't want to see so many knights of the Natural Holy Court sacrifice themselves in vain, do you?"

The difference between a trainee saintess and a full-time saintess is obvious. When Delight is compared to Eugenia, it's roughly equivalent to Louis XVI meeting Nezha—she's three heads lower from the first meeting.

Poor Delight couldn't see through her older sister's sinister intentions. She explained that reinforcements could arrive within ten minutes, while strong reinforcements would take at least fifteen minutes.

The strong reinforcements for fifteen minutes—are they the Great Sage?

Ou Jia raised an eyebrow, feeling confident that she had secured her position. She would go back and compile a report, including all the intelligence about the Natural Holy Court, which would be her capital for competing for management positions in the future.

Ou Jia said no more and pulled a pendant from her collar.

A cocoon-shaped silver artifact, emitting a faint glow, unfolded like a silkworm cocoon as Oujia infused it with magic. Thin, transparent silver threads, as fine as hair, scattered out and enveloped the entire camp.

The sacred artifact of the Moon Goddess, the Silver Cocoon.

After being infused with magic, it can weave its own maze-like corridor barrier, containing countless illusions. Even if forcibly destroyed, it can regenerate itself.

Furthermore, the holder of the silver cocoon can sense every corner of the maze, distinguish between teammates and enemies, and manipulate the illusion to make targeted adjustments.

It's a very practical artifact, perfect for defending the city. Ou Jia was also very... smiling on the surface, but cursing inwardly.

Oja longs to exchange her reliquaries for those of the Sun God rather than the Moon Goddess.

Unfortunately, it can't be replaced.

The Church of Dawn worships the dual gods of the sun and the moon. Within the church, there are both holy sons and holy daughters. The holy son corresponds to the sun god, and the holy daughter corresponds to the moon god. As a holy daughter, Oujia has no chance in this lifetime.

"A sacred artifact?!"

Delight's eyes lit up, and she felt quite envious.

Under normal circumstances, even in major churches, the Son/Daughter of God is not qualified to possess sacred objects. They may have temporary rights to use them, but the privilege of carrying them with them at all times is absolutely impossible.

The Church of Dawn is different; its leader is too powerful, overthrowing the Church of Twilight and seizing a considerable number of holy artifacts. In addition, with the legacy of the two great churches of Eternal Night and Eternal Day, they are quite wealthy.

Holy artifacts are merely collectibles on shelves, but in the hands of the powerful, they become formidable weapons for conquering cities and seizing territories. The Church of Dawn is currently on the rise and is far from being a place where it can turn swords into plowshares and rest on its laurels. With a single order from its leader, almost every high-ranking member with some status receives a holy artifact.

Ou Jia wasn't exactly a high-ranking official, but even a vase-like saint was still a saint, so she was given a silver cocoon that matched her status.

Of course, the main reason is that the sacred artifacts of the Moon Goddess have been unsaleable in the Dawn Church for a long time, and few people apply to use them, so only saints of low status are approved to possess one.

The truth is chilling, so I won't make fun of the poor Dawn Saintess here.

After deploying the labyrinth barrier, Oujia stood up, panting, and said, "Princess Delace, help me to the camp below. Solar magic can suppress the poison. Even if it can't save everyone, it can at least spare them from suffering and make things a little easier before reinforcements arrive."

"But your body..."

"It's alright."

Ou Jia shook her head slightly, forcing a bright smile through her pain: "The day you officially become the Holy Maiden of the Natural Holy Court, you will understand that as a Holy Maiden, one must endure what ordinary people cannot. Your image is the image of the Church. Only by being courageous in sacrifice and facing pain can one become a great Holy Maiden worthy of being remembered."

Delight nodded repeatedly, indicating that she had learned something. While helping Oujia jump down from the treehouse, she secretly vowed to strive to be like Oujia in the future.

Ou Jia felt no guilt about deceiving the younger generation and was perfectly at ease reaping their admiring glances. Whether it was a saint or a saint, they could only grow by deceiving them.

This is just the beginning; the church leadership hasn't even started feeding the church yet!

You have to eat this pancake, whether you like it or not, otherwise...

Ou Jia knew of such a negative example: Tiffany, the former saint of the Temple of All Things, was forced to retire early and be sent to the wilderness to watch monkeys baring their teeth because she refused to eat the cake.

They even conveniently pinned on the charge of impurity.

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Speaking of this unfortunate case, Ou Jia couldn't help but laugh.

When she was young and naive, she attended an event hosted by a friendly organization and was thoroughly fooled by the professional saint Tiffany. The foolish couple believed her and followed her around seeking advice.

Now, she's become a professional saintess, able to fool newcomers, while Tiffany has fallen so low that she can only watch a monkey baring its teeth. The wheel of fortune turns.

I heard that Tiffany's place of exile is right next to the Duchy of Rufa. If I have time, I'll go and check it out.

A phone call isn't enough; you have to show your concern in person!

……

Invisible threads enveloped the camp, creating a beautiful illusion that deterred the attackers from advancing.

"Silver Cocoon, the sacred artifact of the Moon Goddess."

A pair of eyes hidden in the darkness opened, their pupils contracting in an instant before being completely engulfed by a surging crimson: "The bandits of the Church of Dawn...too bad, they've met me."

The figure emerged from the darkness; it was a middle-aged man draped in a dark robe, his long, ink-black hair cascading down, making his face appear even paler.

His features were deep-set, and one could vaguely discern the dignity of a clergyman.

Amory.

Before becoming a vampire, he had another identity: the Archbishop of the Church of Twilight, who was quite knowledgeable about the sacred artifacts of the Moon God.

"We don't have much time left, let's break in."

Meanwhile, in a small grove ten kilometers away, the fifth episode of Knight Princess had not yet finished airing.

The tough guys of the Natural Holy Court weren't bragging; under the beating of iron fists, they fought to the death without retreating, and not one of them raised their hands to surrender.

Gawain punched Green to the ground, then kicked him in the face, shouting, "Natural Holy See's batch is no good, bring in the next batch!"

"Did you hear me? Come and wash the floor!"

Gawain was met with groans and cries of pain, followed by falling to the ground and cursing. The knights all complained that they had eaten something bad.

"Using food poisoning as an excuse when you can't win a fight? I won't use that kind of excuse in kindergarten anymore..."

Gao Wen was extremely dissatisfied. Two hours was nothing more than a warm-up for him: "They all said they'd wear me down to death today, and this is all they got?"

If that doesn't work, then bring in Commander Bei.

As Gao Wen was mocking them, he suddenly realized something was wrong. The group of knights seemed to have really suffered from food poisoning. Black lines appeared on their bodies, and their skin turned pale in an instant, making them look quite terrifying.

"There's something wrong with the grilled meat..."

"Someone poisoned it!"

"Who... carries the antidote? I'm dying."

The barbecue was faulty, but I'm fine. x2

Gao Wen: (One?One)

Green: _(゜?゜」∠)_

Gawain moved the sole of his shoe aside, looked down at Green, their eyes met, and a series of question marks flashed across their foreheads.

"Commander Green, have you had some barbecue yet?"

"I ate a lot so that you would eat less."

"I ate some too, so it's not barbecue..."

"I can answer that question."

At the end of the grove, Grand Master Cord of the Templar Knights emerged, looking expressionlessly at the wounded soldiers scattered on the ground.

"Commander, you've arrived just in time!"

Green did a sit-up and stood up, wiping the blood from his nose: "Captain, I'm so glad you're alright. Luckily you brought the antidote, otherwise we would have been in big trouble tonight."

As he was speaking, Green was about to step forward when his shoulder was suddenly grabbed.

The opponent was very strong, pressing him down so hard he couldn't move. He groaned twice and had no choice but to give up.

Green glared at Gawain, who slowly shook his head: "Don't be foolish. Everyone else has been poisoned and collapsed, but your commander is unharmed. Is there any possibility that he was the one who poisoned them?"

"Neither of us has been poisoned, so why are you suspecting our commander?"

"..."