What should you do when you find that you accidentally make things worse but don’t know how to end it?

Very good, go find the Paladin! Those guys whose heads are corrupted by creeds and precepts will be happy to provide help to those in trouble, of course, the premise must be that you are not affiliated with the evil camp.

The originally established small theater has been sublimated into a bloody drama that will spread throughout the streets the next day. Adventurers who join in the fun don’t know what to do with the good city guards, there are young masters who kneel down on the spot and the paladin who has basically designated Luvikane as the sect’s saint.

Oh my God, I don’t even know what God you believe in now. Even your God will be troubled by the way you recognize the saints indiscriminately?

Oh, I almost forgot that there is another bard who has completely become a background decoration, that is, me.

Sorry, I feel very sorry to break the peaceful atmosphere now, but can I make me distort it? I raised my hand. Looking back, the combat plan I made earlier was completely wrong. Not to mention the word "low-key" cannot be applied to Luweika. Most of the tasks given to me by the system are to show my presence everywhere in the city. My plan is completely contrary to the actions I have to take in the future.

Since this is the case, it is better to give up all the policies formulated earlier. After all, there are too many uncontrollable factors. Forced follow the script and will only lose the initiative. It is better to take advantage of the gathering of people and make more performances to increase the topic.

It is a good thing for me to recognize my separated sister. It is not bad for her to become a saint in that sect in the future. Anyway, from my standpoint, I don’t have the right to decide the direction of the future for her, but should we continue to register and enter the city before that? I reached out and pointed at the back: I don’t know where the team is already lined up.

Ah, that's what it means.

It makes sense.

Look at my memory.

I was about to die, and I made an appointment with someone to meet at the mercenary. There was less than time left...

After I said something, there was a burst of commotion among the crowd who were still watching the show, and they gradually got out of the previous inexplicable state of harmony and gradually returned to normal.

We are willing to protect the Saint. Seeing that the City Guard returned to work mode, the two Paladins naturally would not let the Saint who had finally found wait in line to enter the city, and stand up to live up to what I expected.

Letting the Paladin open the way to take Luvika and leave the scene is also the best way I can think of at the moment, otherwise who would know what would happen while queuing up to enter the city later.

Compared with the passionate performances of the two paladins, Luvika was surprisingly calm. She neither opposed nor agreed to the unauthorized enthronement of the first one. Then again, I actually doubt whether the two ordinary paladins have the right to promulgate the title of Saint.

This is not in line with the rules. The captain of the city guard looked at the two sincere paladins and looked a little confused. In terms of character, the other party can indeed trust it, but now there is a noble friend staring at him. After all, there are ones and twos. Doing so is not conducive to the control of the team entering the city later.

We are willing to protect this beautiful lady. This time, a new role appears, but judging from the other party's outfit, the middle-aged man who appeared is a legal profession. Then as soon as he walked out of the crowd, he immediately spoke to the two paladins: This beautiful lady is indeed a saint, but the Holy See of Pero is not suitable for her.

Looking at the pastor who ran out to grab people, the information he revealed in his words made me, who was standing aside and making soy sauce, suddenly realize that DND's belief in God is also common in other worlds.

Have the believers of the God of Nature lost their perception? Look at her light attributes are so abundant!

Hum, it is indeed a young man. Has your bishop never taught you that you should only focus on superficial principles when observing things? The aura of this beautiful lady is so peaceful, with vague signs of being integrated with the surrounding natural environment, which is enough to prove that she was born to be a believer of Obai.

The middle-aged priest blushed with the young paladin, and the quarrel was vaguely escalating from oral debate to resorting to force.

The captain of the city guard frowned. As a member of the city lord's power, he decisively escaped from religious disputes and directed his subordinates to continue the current registration work. In short, everything was waiting for the religious personnel to make a decision after the argument.

By the way, you can barely call it God in a broad sense. The current situation is too complicated, so I simply gave up thinking, pulled Luweika to talk to her in a low voice, and asked half-jokingly: Although it is unlikely, you shouldn't know the gods they mentioned, right?

Luweika closed her eyes and struggled for a long time before she could actually search for past memories: I heard a little, but I have never had any contact with it.

It's not fun now. From Luweika's tone, it seems that the god in DND is still at the same level as her...

It seems a bit late to say this now, but you seem to be much bigger than I imagined. After making a sincere remark, I suddenly felt that the two religious people who didn't know they were doing white kung fu were a little pitiful. The saints you want to persuade were on the same level as their boss, and they were just another system at all.

Luweika glanced at me from the corner of her eyes, but she didn't care much: Don't worry, you are my ally, and you can get along with me with equal attitude.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but Lu Weika's next sentence immediately made me nervous.

Speaking of the word equality, I wonder if the diary I handed over to you had written?

Of course... Speaking of this, I laughed dryly and swallowed the words "No" in the back. In fact, I only finished writing one of the replies. Not to mention that the diary in Vika's diary was full of flowing accounts that made people feel very painful to read. Don't forget that I have been thinking about solving the leakage of light elements in the sub-artifact these two days. Now that I can handle one book alone, it is already very progressing.

I was very satisfied. Luvika wrapped her hands around her chest and actually raised the corners of her mouth.

This fully tells us that boredom can cause illness. I am speechless about Luvika, who is satisfied with the mere exchange of diaries and received a reply.

Hey, teenager.

Just as I was wondering whether to line up at the end of the city team, a female voice hiding her face in a hooded cloak was so scared that she called me.

Call me? I reached out and pointed at Luvika again for confirmation.

Of course, you should be a minstrel, right? A woman pulled down her hood and showed her true face, but she was actually a pretty white elf.

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