Starting with the defeated female knight

In reality, he is never ambiguous when it comes to serious matters, although he does have a strange habit of stuffing small toys into his clothes.

But it doesn't affect others, nor does it hinder her work or various forms of guidance.

Or to put it more directly.

These seven people are the most precious seeds that the old Pope hid away.

But Green didn't care about seeds or anything like that.

He is currently facing a problem.

No, you all ran away.

Who should be the pope?

Bishops? Don't be ridiculous.

Let's set aside whether they have the ability or not.

Having spent so much time in the capital, even though things are relatively better there, it's hard to say that the bishops' backgrounds are entirely clean.

Especially after the improvement of the capital, many bishops who could no longer deceive themselves began to gradually lose their power.

By now, if the old pope hadn't suddenly skipped work, they would have actually left long ago.

And it's not just about leaving.

As they departed, they also planned to take responsibility for the past and bring everything to an end with their generation.

In the end, I didn't deceive anyone, and I was able to be true to my beliefs one last time.

But still the problem.

Whether Green wants to retire or not is irrelevant to them.

The question is, who will become the Pope?

Finally, after much deliberation...

The tentacle raised its head and met the blue butterfly in front of it.

"...?"

a few days later.

Vanessa looked at the enormous scepter in her hand.

His expression was somewhat subtle.

"I think I sent this to that child..."

Isn't that perfect? ​​It's returned to its rightful owner.

"Return the item to its original owner?"

Vanessa shook her head, raised her hand, and placed the scepter into the church's repository of sacred relics.

After confirming that it was packed tightly and wouldn't fall out.

nodded.

"As expected, it looks much better now."

"And looking at it now, it does seem that it was indeed a bit too big back then."

I walked out of the storage room for the relics, along that familiar path, and through that familiar garden.

Pick up the watering can next to me and water the tentacles.

Finally, we entered that familiar cathedral, which had remained unchanged for over two hundred years.

Stop and look up.

Before her lay a space that she had once felt was somewhat cramped, but she hadn't dared to complain.

But now it's a rather empty space.

During the brief silence, many images flashed before her eyes.

But in the end, it all turned into a sigh.

"Indeed, it's all in the past."

Tentacles slowly spread out, emerging from all directions.

They coalesced in front of her, constantly intertwining and combining.

Ultimately, it formed a black, wriggling humanoid shape composed of tentacles.

In his hand was something that had been transported from Dawn City.

Exquisite blue butterfly hair clip.

I think this should be lighter.

Vanessa took it, looked at it in her hand, then gathered her long hair and secured it with a hair clip.

Then he raised his head.

"Does it look good?"

The black humanoid figure nodded slowly.

【nice】

"Hehe, you're smart."

Vanessa smiled.

Then, in this place that once held her most precious memories, and where she once died.

Slowly open your arms.

He was embraced by the wriggling tentacles.

Slowly closed his eyes.

So, on that day, Vanessa became the acting pope.

On that same day, the blue butterfly once again drifted into the church and the cathedral.

In an embrace with tentacles.

It has ushered in a new life.

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PS: Second update delivered. Have a bite to eat before continuing.

PS2: Since I can't run the Great Nun's picture, although it's a bit of a slapstick comedy, I can only use the village girl's picture for now.

Volume 1: Chapter 128: This is also one aspect of Magic Cheese

Time returns to the present.

Whatever happened in the cathedral, and whatever happened between the tentacles and the blue butterfly.

In any case, it's within Dawn City.

The vast blue and the smaller green resonated with the divine.

At first, there was some awkwardness and wariness, but because of shared topics and certain characteristics, they quickly became familiar with each other.

And after they became familiar with each other, especially after exchanging some information and learning that the other was also a victim of tentacles.

His eyes and attitude changed slightly.

No, what does this have to do with me?

You can chat all you want, but why are you targeting me every day?

"hehe."

"whee."

The figures in blue and green simply smiled.

Then they increasingly targeted the tentacles.

Then the tentacles would secretly retaliate against them.

This forms a perfect cycle.

And this is just a microcosm of the Dharma-ending Age... I mean, the resonance between gods and humans in Dawn City.

In the cathedral, in Dawn City, and indeed throughout the entire Dawn Territory.

Similar things happen everywhere.

Aside from the girl whose body and soul were dragged into the abyss by the tentacles, and the single mother whose child and herself were both stolen by the tentacles.

Many other beings also experienced strange reactions after arriving in Dawn City.

Take the nobility, for example.

Although they had never had a good impression of the barbarians on the border, even the most extreme nobles would find it hard to look down on that distant ideal city after witnessing the magic train produced by Dawn City and the various things that arrived with it.

Upon arrival, however, it was not only Dawn City that was out of reach, but also Dawn Territory outside the city.

The ample infrastructure, the comprehensive transportation network, and the numerous primary schools at various intersections that far surpassed those in the capital were enough to awe the truly intelligent and discerning nobles.

As for the brainless ones, the magnificent Dawn City in the distance can give them the most direct shock.

Upon entering, the various strange and wonderful products in Dawn City, especially the equipment produced after technological optimization, were the most direct shock to them.

Let's not even talk about those miscellaneous things.

On their first day in Dawn City, they discovered that even the most ordinary food was scarce.

Even though it uses the same ingredients and the same cooking methods, it still tastes better than the Imperial version.

Do you even understand what "selective breeding" means?

[Shuguang City can't handle such high-end operations right now, but with large-scale agriculture, surely it shouldn't be a problem to select some good traits and promote them, right?]

Moreover, this wasn't even something that happened in the last few months; it was something that was happening before Dawn City was built, even when the camp was still in human form.

It's just that recently, with the expansion of large-scale agriculture and the increasing power of luck, the speed of optimization and promotion has accelerated.

Therefore, the idea that the food in Dawn City is better than that in the Empire is not just the nobles' illusion, or that the moon is rounder in Dawn City.

It's not that the food in Dawn City is actually better.

It's not just about selecting and breeding superior varieties; it also involves various more scientific and rigorous farming methods, as well as adjustments made after various experiments and tests.

Technology and hard work, my family.jpg

And after this series of combined punches...

Even the most stubborn nobles fell silent at this point.

But what they didn't expect was that these were just appetizers.

As they adapt to these things, something cracks appear in their hearts.

Green had someone show them around the city, and then they interacted with people of what they considered 'inferior bloodlines' in Dawn City in various ways.

Frankly speaking, even after everything that had happened, the nobles still looked down on those of lower bloodlines.

But the situation in Dawn City is quite different.

They didn't know how to describe it, but they just felt that the lower bloodlines of Dawn City seemed different from those of the Empire.

Not only are their words and actions quite different from those of the lower bloodlines of the Empire, but there is also a strange sense of comfort in dealing with them.

It was even more comfortable than communicating with some nobles in the capital.

This is completely contrary to their impression of people of inferior blood.

Especially after that, after the communication had progressed to a certain extent.

Green began to intentionally or unintentionally have those of inferior bloodlines in their eyes perform various special skills in front of them.

Those abilities that Green had specially searched for and nurtured, abilities that even made him marvel at.