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Chapter 139 She is not Kailin

With the library owner's agreement, he walked into the house.

Inside was a man in formal attire.

He always wears formal clothes.

Even this formal suit is always on the verge of being burst.

The man inside didn't raise his head.

Old Addison knew that he should not come to him.

Priests absolutely maintain order, but this does not mean that clergy will not make mistakes.

People who maintain order also make mistakes.

Old Addison was once a sentimental man.

Prince Mansfield, Lord Commander of the White Army, he has always been a rational priest.

Pronce made no mistake.

Because of old Addison's sensibility, all his family members were killed on the battlefield.

Old Addison made more than one mistake.

He will always be a sinner in front of the man in front of him.

Seeing that Prince ignored him, old Addison could only speak to himself:

"Captain, the singer found no traces of the cultists. We asked the temple to send special troops, but it will take at least three days for them to teleport here from the temple.

The singer will leave tomorrow, and she cannot continue to protect Restoration City. The priests near Restoration City are all approaching Restoration City... Until we discover their true identities, we are all passive."

The power of this evil god is linked to the dimensional space.

This evil spirit is extremely difficult to deal with.

Before catching its tentacles - the evil priests, the priests can only respond passively.

There are too few evil gods who can create activities in the main plane.

But each one is a difficult guy to deal with.

After all, He is [God].

What the clergy can do is to capture their priests and determine the coordinates leading to the Kingdom of God.

Destroy his kingdom of God and let his consciousness fall into a perhaps eternal sleep.

Priests possess great resilience.

The warriors of the Mother Goddess won the three holy wars that destroyed the world, allowing the order to continue.

This means that the Mother Goddess is by far the most powerful god, but it does not mean that the Mother Goddess is an almighty god, nor does it mean that the Mother Goddess cannot be defeated.

Some rumors have said that.

The temple failed in the Second Holy War.

The Mother Goddess also died in that holy war.

But that's just a rumor.

Rumors cannot be true.

Although the Temple was indeed in the most fragile state since their founding after the Second Holy War.

But the main plane is still the plane of order. The power of the temple gradually expanded during the third holy war. Today, it can already conquer the evil gods left behind in other planes.

Old Addison believed.

This time, they won't fail.

But it takes three days for the warriors of the temple to reach the main plane, unless the saints sacrifice themselves and come in the form of the [Mother Goddess] like they did eighty years ago.

The cultists haven't taken action yet.

To avoid being unable to deal with them.

Old Addison could only ask his group leader.

This man in white clothes once led the Paladin Legion to conquer hell.

"Restoration City is the center of the Three Kingdoms of Humanity. If the cultists occupy this place, they will use this place as their heart to spread their power to the whole world, just like they did eighty years ago..."

Old Addison lowered his head, not daring to look at the man in the suit.

The man made no sound.

But old Addison believed he was still listening.

He raised his head seriously, looked at the figure, and asked, "If the cultists attack Restoration City, are you willing to take action?"

Prince Mansfield slowly closed the book in his hand.

His head slowly raised.

Old Addison's head lowered.

He didn't dare to look at the person in front of him.

"If it affects her, I will take action."

That voice sounded.

Old Addison knew who she was.

Karin Mansfield.

The second daughter of the Mansfield family.

That dignified and beautiful half-elf lady is the niece of the man in front of her, and is his last psychological sustenance.

"I understand, thank you." Old Addison lowered his head and said sincerely.

When the man in front of him didn't see him, he immediately tied him up and gave him a good beating, which made him very grateful.

"Get out of my room before my mood gets worse." A deep voice sounded.

Old Addison immediately turned around and left obediently.

In fact, Prons insulted him and beat him, which actually made him feel better mentally.

The Legion Commander's belief in the Mother Goddess is still dim, but he still remains in the realm of legend. Old Addison still devoutly believes in the Mother Goddess, but he can no longer enter the realm of legend.

It was he who delayed this person.

This is a responsibility that he needs to bear throughout his life.

He stopped in front of the library.

Not far away, there are Paladins patrolling the streets.

It reminded him of Charles.

Charles reminded him of his former self. Although he did not have Charles's spiritual sense, he was emotionally... no worse than Charles...

He doesn't need to make the same mistakes again.

Old Addison sighed.

Charles is much luckier than him.

He reached out his hand, wanting to hold the statue of the Mother Goddess on his chest and pray to the Mother Goddess, but he did not touch it.

Mother Goddess Statue…

Old Addison frowned.

He always kept the idol at hand.

Today, I forgot to bring the idol again...

After leaving the statue of the Mother Goddess, the pressure of atonement spread again.

This made his throat sore and made him inexplicably irritable.

"Mother Goddess..." He muttered something in his mouth and walked quickly towards the church.

Memories from the past slowly emerged in his mind.

The disappointed eyes of the legion commander, the distrustful eyes of his teammates, and the parasitized corpses of his comrades...

Old Addison's pace quickened, pain surrounded him, and his breathing became rapid, but he did not use the mother goddess's magic to dispel the pain.

Under the masochistic pain, he felt relaxed, and the abuse could relieve the pressure in his heart.

In the library that became quiet again.

The sturdy figure slowly stood up.

He slowly opened the drawer.

In the drawer is a photo of a young girl wearing a military uniform and holding a big sword.

He ran his fingers over the photo.

This is his daughter, the eldest daughter of the Mansfield family.

She is very good-looking and looks exactly like Kailin, but she is not as beautiful and delicate as Kailin.

She is not Kellyn.

Pronce's face was neither sad nor happy.

The color of the pupils gradually changed from black to turbid, and then to silver gray.

"J……"

He looked at the figure in the photo.

The girl seemed to come to life, looking at him hesitantly, and then seemed to see through his heart, and smiled gently.

"If it affects her, I will take action."

Pronce said decisively.

His will has never changed.

No matter it was then or now.

No one can influence it.



Ken opened his eyes.

There was no soft embrace in this dream.

But he smelled the fruity aroma.

He slowly opened his eyes.

In front of you is a huge apple tree. Under the sunlight, each apple sways gently, as if it is alive.
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