"How? What was his decision? A figure flashed from the void, like light, warming people's hearts.

"He didn't make a decision, and I think the letter in his hand must have come from the temple. Maybe those guys are planning to pull him into the gang too. After all, this person's fame has also been magnified because of this incident. The woman who had spoken to Raphael before bowed down in response, looking unusually respectful.

"This calamity is too great for us to count on the gods on high. If we want to protect our own living space, we still have to rely on our own human strength. "The sound that came out of the light and shadow was slightly low and magnetic, and people couldn't help but want to fall into it.

"Do you think this person would choose to favor the temple?" When the woman heard this, she asked the doubts in her heart.

"A person like him who has climbed up from the bottom will not always favor anyone. They are smart and know how to make trade-offs. So he'll make a wise choice. Light and shadow let out a chuckle and opened his mouth to explain.

Is this man so indispensable? Does it take us so much effort? One answer leads to more questions.

"Light spreads in the hearts of those who believe in it.

Intense light, which generates heat, shines on others.

It has never been who the Light has chosen,

It is who chooses the Light.

And some of the light is bright enough to burn all things,

So they chose to be restrained and chose to cover up.

The voice seemed to be a little incorrect, but it made the woman fall into thought.

"You mean, this is the Light Guide?" The woman's voice was three points louder, waking up the occupants of the next room, which made them bang on the wooden wall with some unpleasantness.

"Maybe, maybe not. Just take a gamble. Another chuckle.

"My lord, I think one day you will definitely gamble your life." The female voice shook her head helplessly and said.

"Then there has to be an equal bet, right? My life is still precious, and I think there are very few things that can be of equal value. Alright, you can stay there for a long time.

The green-headed monsters were smarter than we thought, and they came together to build a camp. It seems that you have to believe the words of those guys in the temple once in a while, 'The Year of the Expedition', right? It's still kind of interesting. When the man said this, he seemed a little excited and eager to try.

"What about me?" When the woman heard this, her brows furrowed.

"I said, stay there. Battles, everywhere, here and there, are just different places. Patience, I've taught you. Don't just remember what you have, remember the good ones. After speaking, before the woman could reply, the light and shadow disappeared into invisibility.

The woman had a gloomy face, looking like a volcanic eruption.

……

Sitting in the castle of Yuki Ling, there was a sound of snorting outside, and the soldiers were running naked in the snow. All kinds of wooden weapons were sharpened according to the counterweight of the weapons and placed in the training ground. The soldiers are training with a group of mercenaries. The strength of these mercenaries is not weak at all, and these soldiers have been beaten back again and again.

"Stupid! Retreat! You, attack! Look, you idiot, if this were on the battlefield, you'd be fucking dead! The instructor reprimanded loudly from the sidelines, and the battle did not end there. The mercenaries' attacks were sharp and clean, and the weapons in their hands hit their bodies, although they were not fatal, but sometimes they could break a few bones.

Reservists aren't that easy to do, and training without injuries is like a game that won't be remembered. Only pain and injury will be deeply imprinted in the mind.

The battle ended quickly, ending the battle with only two of the mercenaries suffering abrasions. The instructor began to summarize the previous shortcomings and stupidity with the soldiers. An attendant took a tray and handed it to the lead mercenary, which contained Kinsor and a potion to heal the wounds.

Raphael's training mission in the mercenary guild cycle is favored by all mercenary teams, and Kinsor is a small matter, the important thing is the reward of the healing potion. This healing potion can save lives at critical times, so the goals of the soldiers' training will be different every day.

There was a knock on the door, and Raphael withdrew his gaze and said inside.

There were two men, led by a giant human, dressed in worn blood-stained armor and a heavy battle helmet that obscured his face. With a tomahawk hanging from his side and a black greatsword behind him, and a notched weapon, it was clear that this guy was not in the habit of maintaining his weapons.

Seeing this guy, even Raphael got up from his chair, he didn't expect that this letter came from more than just a god.

The door was clearly not tall enough, forcing him to lower himself as he entered, and then looked at Raphael with a majestic and piercing gaze from behind his battle helmet.

"I didn't expect to be lucky enough to meet Tempas, the god of battle, himself, and my castle seems to be blessed." Raphael bent forward to pay his respects, and the experience of this deity was enough to bear the respect of many gods. And his sophisticated credentials are enough to write a biography of the next library.

And Raphael's words are not nonsense, a castle that can be stepped into by the god of battle, Tampas, most of them will be called the 'city that never falls'.

"You're good." Tampas nodded, the combat helmet on his head gone, revealing an angular and resolute face, which was by no means the devil as the world imagined, and according to Raphael's aesthetic, this was definitely the face of a tough guy.

"Thank you for the compliment." Raphael glanced at the Red Knight who came in from behind, and nodded slightly.

"When Vilko died, I felt sorry for me. This guy was just too impulsive, but that's what a fighter should do, so I didn't stop him. "The Vilko mentioned by Tampas is the god of naval warfare and sailors, and Vilko is really counted according to the god system, and he is also the god of Tampas.

Tampas spoke to Raphael like this apparently because of the power in Raphael's body. For Tampas, that layer of concealment on Rafael really didn't really work.

"Although it seems to be a very simple thing, it seems that as long as you raise your arms and shout, the believers can shout in unison. But this kind of god is just a joke in the eyes of many people. I can see that you have a lot of accumulation, which is good and wise. Sealing the gods is definitely not a decision made as soon as your brain is hot, and according to your current accumulation, you should also start to prepare. ”

The words of Tampas, the god of battle, made the Red Knight, the goddess of strategy, couldn't help but look at Raphael a few more times, but with her strength, she didn't even see the slightest thing.

"Thank you for your advice." Raphael stooped down and thanked him, although he didn't know what was going on with him, but judging by the current exchange, it shouldn't be a bad thing.

"I guess the goddess of magic, Sistina, told you about it too." The words of Tampas, the god of battle, were direct, which made Raphael feel a little more vigilant.

"Don't be too nervous, I'm not here to get in trouble. Don't forget, I also built one of my own temples here. The fluctuation of divine power was subtle, but it wasn't so subtle that I couldn't detect it. Tampas was amused when he saw Raphael's vigilance, but he had a little more praise for the young man.

There weren't many gods, let alone people, who dared to behave like that in front of Tampas, the god of battle.

Tampas's words made Raphael's guard take three points off his mind, and if Tampas had thought about Heatina, he could have hacked her to death with an axe. There is no need to come to Raphael at this time to talk about these things.

"Then I don't know what your Excellency is looking for me." Raphael's snort showed that he was not completely relaxed.

"Some mutual deals." Tampas sat down on the ground satisfied, without the proper attention of a god, like a mercenary in a mercenary guild.

And the deal between a god and a quasi-god is certainly not something that mortals should know about.

With the exception of Tampas, the Red Knight, and Raphael, no fourth person or god knows what is going on.

However, judging from the satisfaction of Tampas's departure, the deal between the two parties should be very pleasant.

……

Raphael's itinerary today is destined to be full, and he will return to the city of Bartholomew from Yuki. The carriage had already been prepared, and the appearance of Tampas, the god of battle, had been unexpected by Raphael, so it took longer than Raphael had expected.

As for the letter sent by Archbishop Augsgo, Raphael still had a little consideration. The Goddess of Glory is the new god, and she has no backing. The arrival of the year of the expedition must have put a lot of pressure on her, and Raphael's many previous miraculous performances gave her some expectations. Maybe she wanted something useful from her mouth.

God, in the eyes of people, is omnipotent.

But in the eyes of the magicians, they are nothing more than a group of higher-level powerhouses.

This statement is inherently true, and they will be confused, uneasy, frightened, and excited like human beings.

Undoubtedly, the arrival of the year of the expedition made the Shining Goddess feel uneasy.

The carriage stopped before the Temple of the Shining Goddess, which had grown larger and more imposing thanks to the increase in the number of believers and Raphael's donations.

The doors of the temple have been closed, proving that today's opening hours are over. The two side doors were used by the priests of the temple, and Archbishop Augsg was standing in one side gate waiting for Raphael's arrival.

"Long time no see, Archbishop Augsgo." With a smile on his face, Raphael was filled with emotion when he thought of the desolation of his first visit to Bartholomew. If it weren't for this kind archbishop, I'm afraid I would have burped at that time.

"Long time no see, Lord Raphael." Not only Raphael was full of emotion, but Archbishop Augsquite also looked at Raphael's thoughts. Thinking that he wanted to win the other party into the temple to become a priest, it seemed that in the blink of an eye, he found that the other party had already soared into the sky and was out of sight.

I personally felt the invisible strength of the other party, compared with the rumors in the market, and felt that it was better to be famous than to meet.

"Thanks to the invitation, but because the situation has changed recently, I have to spend a little more time dealing with it." Raphael whispered a word of apology, and his apology was far from the weight of the original.

Archbishop Augsg did not dare to blame, and immediately led Raphael into the temple. Although the temple has expanded, it has not added any luxury, only those light and fire condensed by divine magic to illuminate the surroundings. The priests were sitting on the mats for their evening service, and the Templars were carefully wiping down their discarded armor and weapons.

Seeing Archbishop Augsgo, everyone just nodded in respect, and everything seemed very harmonious and quiet.

"I invited Your Excellency to come this time because the goddess wants to see you." Archbishop Augsig didn't talk to Raphael, apparently he knew that Raphael was not the hairy boy he used to be, although he hadn't grown much older. But the strength and identity of the people are there. Maybe without his own performance at the beginning, he may not be qualified to be an equal to this now.

"See me?" Apparently things did not go beyond Raphael's expectations.

Just as Raphael asked, a light appeared in the room, and then a woman with long pale blonde hair appeared, a flawless face shining like white jade, giving people a soft feeling of smiling before speaking, and at first glance it gave people the feeling that they were not the kind of strong people, but had a kind of weakness that a woman should have.

Her eyes are very bright, and when she looks at you, it is like a spring breeze blowing through a pool of spring water, giving people a look like a spring breeze.

A very matching white dress was put on the body, showing a holy and pure color.

The goddess of glory does live up to her divine position. This is the first time Raphael has seen the Goddess of Glory, even in the tomb group of the Dark Elf Mother before, what Raphael saw was just a ball of light. It is clear from this that Raphael is already qualified to be an equal to the goddess.

This is not entirely due to Raphael himself, but probably more to the Red Knight, the goddess of strategy, and Tampas, the god of battle behind her. After all, as far as the thighs are concerned, Raphael is not thick enough not to be favored by the other party.

God still has the pride of God, and there are not many people like Tampas and Heatina who know heroes after all, otherwise Maxima would not be so scarce.

"What do you think of the year of the expedition?" Sure enough, the pride peculiar to God made the glorious goddess ask Raphael in a condescending manner. It seems that being able to answer her questions is a blessing that Raphael has cultivated in several lifetimes.

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