"Young Master, we're on our way to Bartholomew City now, but it doesn't look like we need it now." Jarvis even had tears in the corners of his eyes as he spoke, very excited.

"Dalena, the young master is awake!" Jarvis whispered to the girl outside the car.

The girl heard the sound and tugged on the reins to bring the horse to a slow stop.

"Young master, are you alright?!" The girl opened the carriage door and looked at the man lying in the carriage wrapped in a fur quilt made of wolf skin.

"Dalena Abraham !!" Looking at the girl's face, the man seemed to be stimulated by something, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed.

Dalena Abraham, the name is in the top ten of the popularity of the Ripper, the most famous Bauhinia Flower in the Northland, the leader of the Northland Bauhinia Corps, and later even the God Butcher successfully sat in the position of the Mist Lady, before the man came to this world, Dalena Abraham had several priesthoods, and marched towards medium divine power, it can be said that this already arrogant and indifferent Bauhinia Flower became more and more lonely as she bloomed.

As for why he said that, he was born in the Northland at the earliest, and it can be said that he listened to the legend of this Bauhinia Flower and struggled, and he had seen her several times, although they were all watching from afar. But the loneliness of the Bauhina Flower made him feel very empathetic. Therefore, he was most concerned about this misty lady.

At this moment, how could he not be surprised to see this misty lady appear in front of him. This is a god with weak divine power and medium divine power! Upton, the god of fear, and Ken, the god of war, are a few notches below this Lady of the Mist! After all, they are just a weak divine power!

"Young Master, what did you say. Dalena has the same surname as the young master. When the girl heard the man's words, her heroic face instantly turned red, and she looked at the man shyly and said.

"What the hell?!" The man was shocked, isn't this a joke a bit too big. That Dalena Abraham, who has always had a cold face, would blush?! This is even more exciting than calling the GM without responding!

"No, no." Although this person looks like Dalena Abraham, she is not the right age. This made the man begin to examine the memories that had just been thrown into his mind, and it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, he was startled when he saw it.

"Io, this is a miracle! Thank you, Io, Raphael Abraham for your praise! At this moment, the man couldn't help but call out in his heart the name of the legendary planner of the law, the creator god of Io. Although he is not concerned, his own existence is not so important, otherwise he would not have spent all fourteen years on rippling ground.

But none of this matters anymore, the important thing is that he actually entered the rippling ground, and now he is Raphael Abraham! If the memory is not wrong, the current timeline is the year 136 of the Divine Descent calendar. The Divine Descent Calendar, an almanac promulgated by the holy city of Aghanim.

It is a city blessed by the gods, and the whole city is suspended in the sky, and the temples of the superior gods are built in it. Angels fly through it, holy light shines from the sky, even at night, it is a blessed and beloved city, and every god believer has been able to ascend the holy city of Aghanim for the pursuit of a lifetime.

God descended in the year 136, the year of angelic songs! Over the course of the year, a lot has happened. And several of them have a direct connection with the Northland, and his mind can't help but pick up the dust and gravel in his memory, after all, the time he was in before he came to this world was 145 years in the second age, and the time span of this time is not small.

The first age of the gods descended in 136, this year is the year when all players enter the ripp, it can be said to be the most turbulent, and it is also the era when various legends and miracles begin to be born!

"Young master, young master?" Dalena and Jarvis were shocked when they saw that Raphael was motionless and thought that Raphael had fallen into the state he had just been in again. The girl hurriedly waved her little white hands in front of Raphael.

"Oh, I'm fine. Something got distracted, and now we're there? Raphael stopped thinking and asked aloud.

"Young Master, we're on our way to Bartholomew City now." Once again, Yárvis answered the question.

"Bartholomew City?" Raphael repeated.

"Yes, after the young master went to Master Kenneth's mansion, he came back and collapsed in front of the house, and we first sent it to the priest of Carey, and he said that you have been cursed, and it is not for him to lift it, let us send it to the temple in Bartholomew City to see if there is a way to lift it." It was Dalena who spoke, and when Kenneth was spoken, there was a clear hint of disgust and hatred on the little girl's face.

"Young Master, are we going back to Yukiling?" Jarvis asked softly, and pulled the slippery hair back up for Raphael.

"No, Yuki Ling can't go back now. Since Uncle Kenneth was able to unknowingly make me fall under the curse, then it proves that Uncle Kenneth should have an extra spell magician by his side, and we should go to Bartholomew City now! Raphael's tone was a little weak, but there was a hint of unmistakable flavor in his words. It's just that he speculated that it shouldn't be as simple as just a spell magician.

This unmistakable smell surprised Jarvis slightly, for he had seen the figure of the deceased old lord in Raphael's body.

"Young master, you are resting together, we should spend time in the wild today." Jarvis said respectfully, and Dalena closed the carriage door, and sat down in the coachman's seat again, setting up the carriage, only this time at a more steady pace.

"I didn't expect that I would still be able to see such a side of Ms. Mist, thinking that I am still the owner of Ms. Mist, tsk, if this was put in the original, Ms. Mist's believers knew that it would be strange if those fanatical believers didn't sacrifice themselves to God!" Raphael couldn't help but think to himself.

"It seems that I changed the course of history as soon as I came, and Ms. Mist should have risen up because of 'me' death. At the end of the dissociation process, there is a period of sanity and then death. It should be what 'I' said at the time that made the later Ms. Mist. Come to think of it, the loneliness on the violet flower should have come from this dead 'me'. ”

"But in this life, I will not let this violet flower wither, but let her bloom even more!" As if through this car door, Raphael saw Dalena who was catching the car.

Just because, Dalena at this time is not as cold as she was at that time, and she is far more beautiful than the violet flowers at that time!