After being forced to step down, the once-annoying nun eloped with me.

"Let's see what we should do first—after all, this is our first time slaying a god, and the first time we've encountered such a difficulty... We must handle this carefully. After all, no matter what we do, it means that the potential benefits of the opposite option will never be available again... So, let's share our thoughts?"

"...You really are vague, aren't you?" Fen pouted, looking somewhat annoyed, already planning what to do tonight.

“I call this thorough consideration—it’s like deciding whether to boil or roast a whole chicken. If we roast it, we can’t eat boiled chicken, and if we boil it, we can’t eat roasted chicken... What should we do if we don’t come to a conclusion?”

"Yes, yes, yes—so let's all share our opinions? If I were to speak first, my personal suggestion would be to kill both the God of Light, who is stuck in the body, and Cecilia when the God of Light takes over. Just to prevent future trouble. What do you all think?"

"Truly a free-spirited elf!"—At this moment, everyone except the elf had only this thought in mind when faced with Finn's bold statement. After all, to be honest, such statements from an elf, clearly controlled by their emotions and guaranteed to offend others, were difficult for ordinary humans to understand...

But here, everyone can only sigh a few times... Especially for Yang Hao and Theresa, who are already familiar with Fen's tone, they know very well that this is the way of life for elves. So, after they complained a few times about how elves really don't consider whether the other party has a way to save face, they began to seriously consider the possibility of Fen's idea.

Yang Hao looked at Lalumia beside him. After thinking for a while, Lalumia first gave good news, but then gave two pieces of bad news.

Let's start with the good news.

"The good news is that Finn's idea is feasible. For deities who become gods in the flesh, they will be very vulnerable during the process of changing bodies—especially in the middle of the body change. If the other party is struggling, then the deity will show a small flaw during the process."

If we can find an opening and kill the person who provided the body along with the deity, then even if we don't kill the God of Light, we can at least severely injure him...

But this is only good news. The risks we face are enormous.

Then came two pieces of bad news.

"The bad news is—just like a lizard shedding its tail, a deity can also cut off a part of itself when forcibly taking over a body to avoid greater damage... Of course, this will definitely harm the deity itself, but compared to the possibility of being killed by us, this damage is negligible, like breaking a few fingers."

Besides, the even worse news is that we might end up having the saint's body taken over before we can kill her. Even we take countless precautions when carrying out our plans, let alone the God of Light, Constantine?

Constantine, the God of Light, is a usurper who will stop at nothing to climb to a higher position—he cannot possibly put all his eggs in one basket with Cecilia, so naturally he would not leave the ritual site unprepared when he takes Cecilia’s body.

In this situation, it would have been very easy for Constantine to escape. Moreover, while a god might briefly reveal his weaknesses, killing him during that time is not impossible, but the probability is as extremely low as a vegetative state patient regaining consciousness...

Although Finn was somewhat disappointed by Lord Lalumia's words, which were presented with facts and arguments, he ultimately chose to accept them.

Theresa then explained her own thoughts—she believed it was unnecessary to kill Cecilia directly, but rather to take the opportunity to sabotage Cecilia and bring some "surprises" to the God of Light through intrigue and trickery.

But Teresa was also at a loss as to what to do—after all, it was the first time anyone had ever confronted a god, and it was perfectly normal to have no experience.

At this moment, the meeting fell silent once again. But then, Elena suddenly spoke:

"Confused: Why can't everyone choose a more efficient way to let that saintess directly rebel against the God of Light she worships? After all, Lord Lalumia said that she became the source of the God of Light's faith by absorbing your divine power, right? Why not let her simply use your power?"

She tilted her head, saying "everyone" aloud, but was actually looking at Yang Hao. At a crucial moment, she mechanically proposed the most efficient method, but the problem was...

At least two people present did not want Cecilia to actually find an opportunity... In other words, Elena's plan was indeed very efficient—but the problem was, no one liked it?

Especially Fen.

For Finn, having Cecilia actively portray herself as "resistant to God" and "opposing God" in front of Yang Hao makes it hard not to suspect that this saintess might take advantage of the period of increased favorability to do something to Yang Hao later.

She knew perfectly well that this was the most efficient and seemingly most successful approach, but she was reluctant to give Cecilia another chance...

What about Theresa?

She was right to sympathize with Cecilia.

But morally and logically, she couldn't give those who had hurt Yang Hao another chance... If making amends could save the lives lost in the past and his past pain, that would be one thing. But now, Cecilia's amends could only achieve what they already had in mind, and it was even possible to kill Cecilia.

Under these circumstances, Theresa was even less likely to give Cecilia a chance to shine.

and so--

Both of them expressed their opposition to Elena's proposal without prior agreement. Faced with their opposition, Elena simply tilted her head innocently and looked at Yang Hao, who held the dominant position, with an extremely puzzled expression—let them resist if they want, since it's Yang Hao who makes the decision, not them.

Yang Hao simply sighed heavily. At this moment, everyone's eyes were on him, and he truly needed to carefully consider his next move.

Firstly, killing Cecilia carries high risk but also high reward. They could potentially inflict severe damage or even death on the God of Light while killing Cecilia, thus achieving their goal in one fell swoop and simultaneously reclaiming the holy city of Saint Petersburg from Bayezid with almost no risk.

But the chances are very low, and they only have one chance, so it may not be suitable for them to take the risk.

Secondly, we can use a scheme to set a trap for Cecilia, so that when the God of Light possesses her, he experiences the surprise and also feels the warmth and hospitality of humankind. This way, we avoid killing Cecilia, and even our contact with her is limited to a single, clandestine encounter. The only question is, how do we do it? What should we use? That's a good question...

The risks are moderate, and the returns are also moderate, so should we choose this one?

Finally, there's the most efficient method Elena mentioned... making Cecilia rebel against her own god, letting her use the power of "light" to fight against the God of Light. It's a low-risk, high-reward plan, fitting Elena's concept of "efficiency," but the problem is... it's very difficult to resist on a human level.

Leaving aside Yang Hao himself, his two wives and two subordinates all showed visible resistance. After all, we are not machines; we are emotional beings, and as emotional beings, we inevitably feel aversion to certain things... And when we can no longer hide our disgust, directly ignoring the benefits and choosing "rejection" becomes the norm for everyone.

Leaving aside those good men on Earth who know that betrayal would be better but still choose loyalty, Yang Hao at the time almost refused to believe Naruja and Dr. Joseph due to his morbid resistance. If it weren't for Teresa's care, he might be in a different situation now. So he understands everyone's resistance... And to put it bluntly, even he himself hasn't recovered from what happened back then, so accepting Cecilia is even more impossible.

...

So, of the three options, only the second one is correct, right? But how exactly do you do it?

Yang Hao sighed in frustration. Just then, as if sensing Yang Hao's inner thoughts, Lady Lalumia casually took a handkerchief from her clothes and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Then, smiling, she offered a suggestion to the two empresses who were staring blankly at her:

"If you, child, are planning to choose [scheming], I can help you—although I am not a deity of the concept of conspiracy, I can help with [poisoning]."

"...[Poisoning]?"

The crowd looked bewildered: You poisoned Cecilia's body? A poison that can harm even a god, is that really okay? Won't Cecilia die before the God of Light possesses her?

Faced with the crowd's confusion and doubt, the gentle deity simply smiled and nodded, explaining to them the usefulness of faith to the divine...

It is common knowledge that for those who believe in God, the stronger their faith, the stronger their faith in God. Conversely, what if someone deliberately poisons one's faith?

Mortals cannot do it, but gods can—by corrupting the source of someone's faith, by mixing poison into the faith upon which they rely for survival, they can severely damage or even kill their target... This is something every god can do.

Not to mention, the divine power that the God of Light stole came from Lalumia!

Lalumia could corrupt its own divine power with the ease of someone deliberately creating a disastrous meal in their own kitchen. Moreover, due to its "light" nature, Lalumia's "corruption" would only manifest itself once the target absorbed it...

"In other words, all I need to do is secretly [put something on something] for Cecilia when she's normally gaining faith—the only problem is, I don't know when Constantine will try to absorb divine power again. Perhaps it will be when the Roman Empire suffers another major blow, giving him an opportunity, or perhaps it will be when he hits a bottleneck..."

In short, this "poison" will last until the day he possesses someone or absorbs faith, and I assure you, even Cecilia herself doesn't know what will happen... So what are your thoughts? Please share them.

Lord Lalumia's smile caused everyone to exchange glances several times.

After a moment, Theresa nodded in satisfaction first: this was what she wanted. It wouldn't give Cecilia another chance, nor would it mean killing this foolish girl who wasn't truly deserving of death. Everyone got what they wanted; it was good.

Fen shrugged in dissatisfaction: this wasn't what she expected. But thinking about it, she figured she might as well talk to Yang Hao tonight and let it go. Since her man didn't want to go to such extremes, then so be it.

What about Elena?

As a synthetic doll, Elena was always indifferent—she was happy to have learned more about Yang Hao's inner qualities, but on the other hand, she felt very unhappy that her proposal had been rejected...

...Should I take some time today to go for a walk and have a heart-to-heart talk with Yang Hao? The little doll muttered to itself, and just then, Yang Hao also agreed to Lalumia's plan:

"That's settled then. But the detailed plan—"

"It's alright, it's alright. Everyone's tired too. I'll explain the details to you later when I have time."

"Oh...that's all for today—meeting adjourned."

The first tripartite conference of the United Nations ended under rather strange circumstances.

The plan to kill the god was confirmed, the subsequent development plan was confirmed, the mutual benefit among the three countries was confirmed, and the fate of the Roman Empire was also confirmed.

Everyone carried out their domestic plans according to their own schedules. Shortly after leaving the meeting room, while working in her office, Theresa noticed Finn slumped over her desk, seemingly doing nothing. Suddenly, her expression changed.

"No?! Why didn't I notice anything wrong just now?! Why did Lalumia have to go with Yang Hao alone to discuss important matters, instead of discussing them with all of us?!"

"Huh? Is there a problem?"

Finn looked up, seemingly bewildered—seeing Finn like this, and recalling Finn's once sensitive image, Teresa realized what had happened and her face turned green.

She screamed and used her divine magic to completely dispel the inexplicable divine power remaining on Finn's body. Then, the trembling little nun angrily launched into a tirade against the deity she worshipped:

"You, Lalumia?! I'd like to see what you really want to say to our man alone! Humph!"

Leaving aside the little nun's angry outburst, Finn's bewilderment, and Narudya and Natalia's peaceful handling of the child's upbringing.

After being led to the lounge by Lalumia to rest for a while, His Majesty Yang Hao was once again held in the arms of the gentle goddess mother.

He's getting more and more used to being embraced by this deity lately—to put it bluntly, Lalumia is similar to the kind of "mother" figure he's associated with... perhaps because her concept is one of sunshine and positivity? Or is that just Lalumia's personality?

In general, this man, who had been bearing the burden of life alone for a very long time, did not resist a mother's embrace—it reminded him of the woman who was incredibly tall in his eyes when he was a child, the woman he could never see again in this world.

"I wonder if Mother is doing well on Earth?" The Regent pondered these thoughts in Lord Lalumia's embrace. Just then, Lalumia stroked his forehead and sighed.

"Although I said I could poison someone's faith... in the end, if Constantine chooses to take a different approach, like a young man and woman going to bed together for the first time through the back door instead of the front door... then my poisoning would be meaningless, wouldn't it, kid?"

“I know. After all, every tactic has its own suitability—a head-on confrontation is suitable for fighting reckless or weak people, but not for fighting treacherous villains... I understand these principles very well, Lalumia.”

Yang Hao lay in Lord Lalumia's arms, muttering to himself. Lalumia was pleased with the understanding child, but also felt helpless about his exhaustion.

She stroked Yang Hao's cheek and eyebrows. The delicate touch of her slender hand, clad in a white silk glove, made Yang Hao even more drowsy.

"...In that case, child, you should just get some rest—leave the professional matters to the professionals. After all, no one here knows these things better than me, okay?"

"Um..."

"Go to sleep, child. Get some rest—you must be tired from today's meetings."

"Um..."

Yang Hao obediently closed his eyes at Lalumia's soft calls. Soon after, the man's deep snores began to echo in the small lounge.

Lalumia smiled as she watched the man in her arms fall into a deep sleep. Meanwhile, she also sensed her other child angrily rushing towards them...

The wicked deity chose to carve a bright red sign outside the door—Lalumia really had no intention of stopping Theresa from barging in, but Theresa should still think about it.

That message, "He's already asleep, please do not disturb,"... No matter what, Teresa, considering Yang Hao's health, would surely choose to swallow her anger and slink back to her room, right?

It's so cute... that pitiful look on their face when they really want to come in but choose to keep quiet for the sake of their loved one's health...

Lalumia doesn't really have that kind of perverse pleasure in watching people twist and grope—but how should I put it?

Isn't the greatest joy of being a parent to tease your child?

"Hey hey hey."

Guangming let out a snicker.

Meanwhile, at the colonial army's base in Issugard.

Sirencino, personally escorted by the black dragon Nia, led her people to the front lines...

They were getting ready to work.

Chapter 4: 2/6 Cecilia's Three Disposals - 8K

"Conclusion: If there are no unforeseen circumstances, that new body should belong to Cecilia, the current leader of the Protestant Church in the parish and the Holy Maiden of the Church of Light... Confusion: Why is everyone making such strange expressions?"

When little Elena noticed that everyone's faces stiffened because of her speech, she tilted her head in confusion, clearly not understanding what the name she had blurted out meant to the people there.

But she knew what it meant to follow the crowd—so after joining everyone in looking at Yang Hao, she heard Mr. Arthur, who seemed to be one of Yang Hao's men, put his hands behind his head and lean back in his chair, sighing: