In the early morning, in the villa that Borlando presented to Milliana, Milliana had already gotten up. This bedroom was very large, and most of the furniture inside was made in the rattan style of the southern city-state. These furniture were made of the Roshi magic rattan that was impervious to water and fire, with complicated craftsmanship, exquisite styles, and each piece was very valuable.
Milliana stood naked in front of a large floor-to-ceiling mirror. The warm sunlight shone in from the side window, outlining her winding curves. From behind, this body looked as slender and fit as it had been thousands of years ago, charming and attractive, and could drive men crazy. But if someone saw her front half reflected in the mirror, it would be very disgusting. The encounter with the Sword Tower team when the City of God descended almost destroyed her body and returned to the City of God. But fortunately, Dominic and the subsequent saints fought off those people. Her companions who were good at healing pulled her back from the point of physical collapse. She had to rest for a month before she could walk. And to this day, her strength has not fully recovered.
She gently pressed her hand on her wound, observing the changes in the injuries on her chest and abdomen. There was a scar about the width of a palm on her left side near her heart. Although it had been repaired by magic, the red rolled hyperplasia and uneven muscles still looked shocking. From her shoulders to her entire chest and abdomen, and then to her thighs, all her skin had an unnatural grayish-white color, and there were many wrinkles and deformations on the surface. This was the result of being burned by the fierce flames of the Berserker. Millianna still clearly remembers the scene when the little woman rushed into her arms and burned like the sun. Those madness not only burned the surface of her skin like flames, but also penetrated into her body. If there was a way to see through her internal organs, they would find that they were no less damaged than her skin.
Millianna has thought about ending this body more than once, and then being reborn in the City of Gods, but Dominic, who controls the City of Gods, does not allow her to do so, because returning to the City of Gods and being reborn again will cause great consumption to the soul, and her strength will be much lower than it is now.
Milliana held two healing crystals in her hands, emitting a white glow that moved back and forth on her body. As a warrior, she could not cast healing magic, so she used her fighting spirit mixed with healing magic to stimulate her skin, muscles, and organs. Her body trembled violently. This kind of injury must stimulate the potential of life in order to slowly heal. It was a very painful and long process.
After about an hour of treatment, Miliana was sweating all over, and a silver-white fighting spirit appeared on her body. After the fighting spirit circulated from head to toe, her body became clean, as if she had taken a bath. However, the afterglow of pain in her body had not yet dissipated, so she could only move slowly and gently.
There was a knock on the door, and a maid's voice rang through the door: "Lady Milliana, Lord Borlando has an important report. Do you need to take him to the study?"
Miliana did not make any movements, but the clothes on the stool at the end of the bed floated up one by one and were automatically put on her. She was wearing a black high-necked robe that tightly covered her below the neck. This kind of attire was very rare in the hot south.
"Let him in."
"yes."
More than ten minutes later, there was another knock on the door. It was Borlando. The bedroom door opened automatically. Borlando saw Millianna standing in front of the window with her hands behind her back.
"Lady Milliana. I'm here to report to you the intelligence I received this morning."
Although Borlando had only worked for Milliana for a dozen days, both Milliana and Borlando seemed to be familiar with the process. She listened quietly to each other's reports, including news from other temples, intelligence from several major forces on the continent, and surveillance reports on what her two companions, Polidaro and Agurto, had been doing in the past few days.
Milliana was not very interested in the previous information, but when she talked about her two companions, she was obviously more excited. When she heard Borlando talking about Saint Polidaro punishing merchants and nobles in the city, she asked, "Yesterday, Polidaro judged another merchant family as blasphemers and confiscated all their property? And executed the merchant's entire family?"
"Yes, Polidaro's men found the emblem of the Temple of Wisdom and the priest robes from the merchant's house. Evidence like this is enough to prove that this person is a spy sent by the Temple of Wisdom. As for the source of the evidence, no one needs such an explanation." Bollando said with his head down.
"Which house is this?"
"It should be the eighth one."
“It looks like a pretty good harvest.”
"Did the city lord have any reaction? Doesn't he always like to come and complain and beg for mercy?" Millianna said calmly.
"The city lord may be too busy worrying about his own affairs. Lord Polidaro has been focusing on investigating the city lord himself recently." said Borlando.
"The city lord himself? Didn't we agree not to touch the city lord? If we touch the city lord, what will their city lords think when we go to other city-states?"
"It is said that..." Borlando paused.
"If you have something to say, just say it directly. I hate being secretive the most." Millianna said.
"It is said that Lord Polidaro privately said that you are too timid. If you continue to do so... the Temple of Nature will lose the benefits that it could have gained. He intends to gain the greatest benefit for the Temple of Nature."
"Hmph, the Temple of Nature? I'm afraid it's for himself." Millianna sneered, her shoulders shrugged slightly, and she trembled slightly again. The fighting spirit that had just seeped into the wound had not completely dissipated yet. Sometimes a small movement would involve the sore spot and cause pain like a knife cut.
Borlando saw the slight tremor, swallowed his saliva, and said in a firm tone: "My lord, I also think this approach is not appropriate. We need a shepherd and a few dogs to herd our sheep. In this way, after killing these sheep, there will be another batch of sheep to be shepherded. My lord, you know that I never say anything good to those nobles and merchants, but if this thing is really done by Lord Polidaro, this city will be in chaos. Do we still have to take care of Sulugaya with such a tight manpower?"
"So, Borlando, what suggestions do you have?" Millianna turned around and looked at Borlando.