Charles Addison wiped his eyes.

It is indeed the Holy Light.

Not relying on blessings at all.

The holy light that lights up simply by contact with the holy oil.

The words of my old man vaguely rang in my ears.

In addition to identifying evil, holy oil also has a special mechanism.

A mechanism that is almost never used.

Identify the Saints of the Mother Goddess!

A saint who can withstand the favor of the Mother Goddess!

That kind of existence is extremely important to every god, and it is even more important to any believer.

More drops of liquid slid out of the flower.

Drops of holy oil floated in the air, and the light reflected from the liquid shrouded the two people on the road.

Two figures, one large and one small, passed each other on the road.

Between the paladin and the god.

His eyes narrowed.

But the moment the sight disappeared, the little girl who passed by the warlock disappeared!

The charming holy light disappeared immediately!

The sorcerer was the only one left on the street.

"Dong——"

The warlock just heard a harsh sound of wind passing by his ears, followed by a sonic boom explosion.

Before he could react, the brown bear-like paladin had already rushed towards his face with a big sword.

"Charles, what's wrong?" Ken's mouth twitched.

Couldn't this guy have seen Emilia, remembered his experience of being brutally beaten twice, and came here to take revenge?

"That girl... no, where is that little girl?" Charles Addison looked around carefully.

The girl was not found.

The girl in the white skirt disappeared in the blink of an eye.

His spiritual sense told him.

That girl was definitely here just now.

But now there are no traces.

It's like disappearing directly from the main plane.

His big head turned to Ken.

"Don't move yet. Have you touched the holy oil..." Charles approached Ken and looked back and forth.

"What happened?" Ken stretched out his hand helplessly and watched the paladin examine him bit by bit.

There were droplets of liquid on his face.

The clothes become moist under the rendering of holy oil, and the collarbone of the collar outlines a perfect shape under the reflection of the sun.

The flowers on his chest embellish his handsome appearance.

Just like a beautiful boy after exercising.

But Charles looked regretful.

"I'm sorry..." The Paladin scratched the back of his head: "I'm so excited. I just saw this place glowing... It just glowed after touching the holy oil. Did you see it?"

He glanced around again, trying to find traces of the little girl.

"Glowing? Why is the holy oil glowing?" Ken was a little surprised.

He just looked around.

Immerse yourself in the rare beauty created by countless dewdrops refracting the sunlight.

I really haven’t seen the Holy Oil glowing.

Only then did he realize that Emilia had also disappeared.

The little girl disappeared without knowing when.

Charles ultimately found no trace of the girl.

He looked down at Ken in despair and explained:

"...When the Holy Oil blessing of the Mother Goddess comes into contact with a qualified person, a soft holy light will be emitted. This is the way the temple detects the saints."

Soft Holy Light.

Saints of the Mother Goddess.

Ken's mouth twitched.

Is it Emilia?

The little girl who was originally a descendant of the evil god, but later ended up on the side of order inexplicably.

Ken reached out his hand and caught a drop of holy oil floating in the air.

These transparent liquids dripping from the flowers completely ignore gravity and float in mid-air.

But as soon as you take the initiative to contact it, your body will feel warm, as if it has been purified.

He and Charles stared closely at the drop of holy oil.

One second, two seconds.

Nothing happens.

"That little girl with you, who is she?" Charles asked.

He saw the girl hugging Ken affectionately from behind.

Who is she?

A certain warlock?

Speaking of which, this is the second little girl staying near Ken...

The paladin looked at the warlock with dangerous eyes.

For no reason, I want to send the warlock to jail.

"That is the girl who is following me for no reason." Ken said honestly: "I don't know much about her, but she will follow me wherever I go."

"Does she have any parents or relatives? I saw her following you." Charles asked, his eyes became wary. His warlock friend could not really have any dangerous talents.

"She thinks I'm her father, and I can't beat her." Ken replied seriously.

‘...It’s okay then.’ Charles said helplessly.

The sense of déjà vu is very strong.

The little girl who belonged to the evil god once thought that Ken was her father.

Ken can even use the girl's power to transport himself from reality to dreamland.

But his spiritual sense told him that these two were not the same existence.

The girl who belongs to the evil god exudes pure evil.

She...no, I should say Him, she has the godhead of an evil god.

Every time the paladin faced that girl, he felt suppressed by the level of his life.

Regardless of whether you understand Him or not, once you recognize His existence, the oppression from the rules of the world will come to you.

And this new little girl.

She is like an ordinary little girl next door.

There is no suppression of that kind of rank on her body. If she hadn't suddenly disappeared and let the holy light shine...

Oh, and you can beat the warlock.

Other than that, she is just like ordinary people.

"Let's talk about that girl later." Charles said, "I have more important things to talk to you about."

Since that girl can defeat a practical three-ring warlock like Ken.

Based on his actual age, he might be some kind of old monster.

If such a person was willing to believe in the Mother Goddess, he might have joined the temple long ago.

It was just a pity that he was a beloved disciple of the Mother Goddess and did not choose to fall into the arms of order.

"Huh? Is it about that boy?" Ken asked.

While shopping yesterday, he once destroyed a cult sacrifice that was conducted openly and openly under the nose of the temple.

The child was then taken away by the temple.

"It's about the girl..." Charles said solemnly: "That girl, she has already joined the choir of the temple, and she joined on her own initiative."

"Her family actually agreed..." Ken said in surprise.

That child was only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Very few families allow their children to join the temple at this age.

Although the Temple is the nemesis of evil.

But when the clergy face evil, they rush forward one after another, like moths flying into the flames, which will make these parents shy away from the temple.

unless……
Chapter completed!