【Send first and then change ~】

Morrilyn felt that she would never forget the man's deep eyes, and his pistol with one hand, pressed his forehead against the tip of the knight's gun, and moved forward silently. Countless mortals stood behind him with torches high, with the same silence, there were only breathing sounds and the sound of raindrops falling to the ground in the crowd.

The man stepped forward boldly, as if emitting invisible light, so dazzling and fearless, the extraordinary knights kept retreating like clowns, and it was difficult for them to make such difficult and uniform movements for the well-trained war horses under their crotch.

Although the Emperor Gaul had issued an order to kill all the mobs, on that night, on that street, the knights were forced back step by step by step by step by step by mortal who was not even a transcendent.

The authority of the entire extraordinary power was also retreating. Morris, who was standing on the tower at that time, witnessed all this happening with his own eyes, and then, under the arrangement of William Morris, an airship left the night capital with an airship.

But no one expected that in just a few hours, the Chaos Worshippers who were mixed in the crowd would trigger several Chaos erosion incidents one after another, and successfully opened the Chaos Gate. If it weren't for the several legions that had been mobilized to suppress the rebellion, the Gaul Empire might have entered the footsteps of the Ottoman Empire.

Even so, the Gaul Empire was still divided into two parts, Upper Gallic and Lower Gallic due to the accidental death of the old emperor, and was controlled by the two princes and their respective supporters. It is worth mentioning that the Gaul Prince who once pursued Molily in a crazily manner is now the legal emperor of Lower Gallic.

It's ridiculous. Although both princes were rebelling, they all called themselves the legal emperor of the Gaul Empire. Now both sides have mobilized their own troops and carried out armed confrontation with the ruins of Paris as the center.

The young swordsman walked out of the gorgeous carriage inlaid with the sun emblem of the morning light church. He looked at the bright lights and wine in front of him, but his thoughts were all on the man far away and now he didn't know how to live or die.

If chaos erosion does not appear, will he succeed? If he really succeeds, is it good or bad for the world?

While immersing himself in his own world, Morris walked into the banquet hall with elegant steps under the guidance of William Morris employees.

As the leading figure of the Morning Church today, Morris Jeona suddenly became the center of everyone. Her tall figure, delicate face, and unattainable strength. Such a woman conforms to the fantasy of most male players about her dream lover, not to mention that she is an indigenous person. This identity suddenly turned the originally unattainable identity into a fruit that many people can get in the eyes of pitchers.

Although players who think so know that their fantasy may always be just a fantasy, they are players and the other party is an indigenous person. This sense of superiority from identity makes them unwilling to wake up from their dreams, which invisibly aggravates the fermentation of Molily's popularity.

All of this is under the calculations of William Morris. They started to work hard when they first packaged and promoted Morris. In this regard, they are familiar with the road. Compared with creating an otaku goddess in the real world, they just changed their background and the direction of the routine has not changed at all.

Of course, they also put in countless efforts. God knows how much effort these players have put in to persuade Molily to put on makeup and change her dressing style. You should know that they are just a group of weak chickens with an average level of less than level 4, and the protagonist they want to persuade is a paladin with a diameter of no less than level 15.

Despite so much effort, when they saw Morris Lin enter the venue, they still smiled with relief after seeing everyone in the banquet hall. As long as this brand does not fall, in this world, William Morris, the extraordinary people who want to create a personal brand, are the best choice!

"Jeona, don't stop, keep your pace and pay attention to your posture. Your smile just now is a little stiff. Now, 1, 2, 3, turn your head and smile at the audience on the right, smile!" Behind the Sword Officer, a model with eight years of experience in the show followed Molily, whispering orders: "Okay, you have laughed enough, don't leave them the impression that you are a good hooker girl. Frown a little, pretend to see someone who makes you unhappy, the reporters will take a photo, and then tomorrow's entertainment section of the news will attract people's attention, so that you can keep your popularity. Remember, if your name disappears in a life for three days, your influence on him will be weakened by a level, very good, you are in very good condition today!"

Morrilyn Jeanna was like a puppet, and under the guidance of the woman behind her, she completed a catwalk without any contact with her, and walked directly into a lounge deep in the banquet hall, where she would take off her armor, put on another less aggressive clothes, and attend the banquet.

With the relationship between the Church of Morning and the Europa Empire, she is the only guest to have her own lounge here.

The young swordsman is not very good at acting, but just that professional smirk. In the past few years, she has formed muscle memories. She can show that perfect smile without even moving her emotions.

As for the unpleasant expression, there was no need for acting skills. Morrilyn didn't need to pretend to see any unpleasant person. In that direction, there was a person who made her unpleasant, an envoy from the Lower Gaul Empire. The last time she saw that man, the other party followed the same boring prince like her tail, chattering endlessly.

The main reason why that prince was able to disturb a high paladin was that the other party had too much power now. If the other party was willing to trade with the church in the entire Gallic faith market, Morrilyn didn't know what kind of compromise and concessions the church would make.

After all, she is not a legend, and she has been named a supernova paladin. She has spent too much energy on the propaganda of the church in the past three years and has made almost no progress in her strength.

I'm afraid in the eyes of many people, I'm no longer a supernova, I'm just a vase?

Morrilyn smiled bitterly, she remembered the lonely smile when Hedram saw her. She didn't want to be able to remember her with that smile one day when facing her successor.

The sword officer took a look at the [Sword of Light] contained in the sword box. She hoped that she could become a being admired by all living beings like the protagonist of the banquet today, rather than entertaining people like now.
Chapter completed!