Everyone's eyes fell on the saint.
The saint was very calm and explained very matter-of-factly: "All paladins are directly watched by the goddess. When we test the paladins, aren't we doubting the goddess?"
This makes sense.
Doubting the goddess of light, in essence, shakes the 'teaching book'.
Almost everyone agrees with this.
Except Shuke.
"But there must have been incidents of paladin depravity. According to records, there were more than one."
This is a classic Revelation scar.
No matter which event the paladin fell, it caused a sensation in the entire human world.
Paladin... the most beloved child of the goddess of light.
A representative of integrity, courage and kindness.
A professional who is almost as famous as a brave man.
The fall of such a paladin gives people the feeling that a brave man has taken refuge in the devil.
Such things have happened several times in the history of the Guangming Cult.
Under normal circumstances, even if the Pope says such words in public or at high-level meetings, he will be criticized a few times.
But everyone felt a little uncomfortable hearing this, but there was nothing they could do.
Because it was Shuke who said this, the most favored child among the paladin.
The last time the goddess of light descended, she kissed Shu Ke's forehead and blessed him in full view of everyone.
The first person in the history of the Light God Religion to receive this honor.
He spoke, to a greater extent, more representative of the will of the Goddess of Light than either the Saint or the Pope.
But if the Paladins were to be tested, it would be inconsistent with their ideals.
When everyone was silent, the Pope said: "No matter what, I will test it with the cardinals first."
This made the atmosphere of the meeting much lighter.
They also understood the Pope's intention, which was to test their own group of people first. Logically speaking, the traitors should appear among them, the red archbishops.
The Pope immediately launched a large-scale camp detection technique.
Shrouded himself and all the red archbishops, not giving Shuke a chance to speak again.
The magical control was perfect, and it did not affect the saint and the thirteen paladins below at all.
Almost everyone admired the Pope's magical ability, and at the same time looked at the people around them warily, wanting to see who had become the traitor.
However... under the camp detection technique, all the red archbishops, including the Pope, had their heads glowing green.
No one is any other color.
The atmosphere was now even more silent.
Restlessness and uneasiness arise in everyone's hearts.
The Pope did not dare to look at the paladin below, so he had to turn his attention to the saint.
He didn't know how to describe his feelings.
Even if he hopes that the saint will fall, he doesn't want it to be her either.
In the eyes of everyone, the saint showed an uneasy look. She raised her right hand tremblingly and gave herself a single camp detection technique.
There is also a green light above the head.
The saint's expression was despairing.
"I wish it was me now."
She said to herself with a pale face.
If there was a traitor, it was one of the thirteen remaining paladins.
This is a terrible thing for the entire Illuminati Religion.
There have been three lurking dark events before.
Now that the paladin has fallen, it will be a fatal blow to the faith of the entire divine religion.
The air is burning, and everyone is getting more and more uneasy.
Including the paladin who was very calm before.
At this time, Shuke spoke: "Let's also implement camp detection on us."
The Pope did not speak, but looked at Shuke steadily, with a vague pleading in his eyes.
In this case, who dares to use camp detection on the paladin
Be the whistleblower who exposes what happened
Under normal circumstances, a collective whistleblower would only end up being hit by a heavily armored chariot on the street, or shoot seven arrows in the back and commit suicide.
Although such a thing has not happened in the Light God Religion, similar things have happened in many kingdoms.
This also makes no one want to be a whistleblower.
After a moment of silence, Shuke said: "Then let me do it."
So everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
As the most favored paladin, even if he acts as a whistler, the goddess of light will protect him.
And as the son of gold, Shuke will not really die.
At this time, everyone looked at Shu Ke with more recognition.
"Pardon Order: Faction Detection."
Shuke waved his hand, and the huge camp detection technique enveloped everyone, including the pope, the red archbishop and the saint who had been tested before.
Including all paladins, of course.
However... everyone's heads were glowing green.
Now, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that the enemy is not at the top, so okay, okay.
Even the Pope wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Now that we have eliminated the suspicion, let's start investigating the middle level." The Pope squeezed the sweat from his palms and continued: "Shuke, from the royal family, I hope you can **. The Queen's hand was cut off Yes, we have to apologize, and it doesn’t matter if we pay some price, as long as the Queen doesn’t go too far.”
"Why did you let Shuke go?" The saint was a little confused: "Pope, you should know how much influence Shuke has on women outside."
Many people chuckled knowingly.
The Pope looked at the questioning gaze of the saint and explained with a wry smile: "Don't worry, Queen Stephanie is not interested in Shuke. The reason why I want him to go over is because the queen's man is also the son of gold, and it seems that Shuke is Ke’s good friend. Maybe for the sake of our friends, Stephanie won’t blame us too much.”
This reason is quite reasonable.
The saint had no objection.
Then Shuke led a divine diplomatic etiquette team, about twenty people, to the palace.
After announcing his identity, the guard reported the situation, and soon a female palace member came out. Looking at Shuke, her eyes lit up at first, and then she led the group to the right side of the palace, where the king met with foreigners. The envoy's palace.
In the view of the French royal family, although the Holy Land of Light is built in the royal city, they are a foreign force.
Shuke originally thought he would see the queen with a broken arm, but unexpectedly, he saw his old friend.
Roland was sitting in the living room, eating fruit and reading books.
Shuke was stunned for a moment, then ran over happily, punched Roland on the shoulder, and shouted in surprise: "I didn't tell you when I came here."
"Take it easy." Roland rubbed his shoulders. If he hadn't obtained the 'Legendary Physique' ability from Andonara, he would probably be vomiting blood and dying. A normal mage's body is so fragile: "I arrived yesterday and stayed in the palace all night."
"Oh." Shuke smiled knowingly: "How is your work in real life?"
They used to be gay friends who could always get together during weekends, but now that Roland is missing and someone is missing, it always feels like something is missing, which is weird.
The atmosphere is not as good as before.
"It's not bad, the work is easy, not to mention five insurances and one housing fund, and the benefits are pretty good. It has its own high-end canteen, and you can eat all the seasonal fruits you want. There's also a world-class gym."
Shuke knew that Roland was not the kind of person to force himself on, so he felt relieved after hearing this: "That's pretty good."
"Are you here to apologize to Stephanie on behalf of the Temple of Light?" Roland asked.
Shuke nodded: "Yes, but since you are here, it is probably easier to talk."
"Just keep the things as you agreed before." Roland smiled and said: "Stephanie has given me full authority to handle this matter. For the sake of my friends, I will not ask for more compensation."
"Okay, have fun." Shuke handed the other party a piece of white paper.
As a dignified religious sect of light, or for this kind of formal occasion between countries, it is certainly not appropriate to use parchment.
Roland picked it up, glanced at it, and then put it down.
I have to say that the compensation given by the Guangming God is quite good.
If you want money, you have money, if you want land, you have land.
Then some local missionary areas were given up.
Seeing that Roland was satisfied, Shuke breathed a sigh of relief.
Then Shuke asked: "Roland, I have a question."
"Just tell me."
"You know a lot about magic, so do you think the alignment detection technique can 100% identify a person's good and evil, or their stance?"
"How can such a thing be called 'absolute'?" Roland thought for a while and said, "You can think of it this way. Since you have a test, it is an 'offense', and of course there will be defensive means. .Even if it’s a buffing magic, if I don’t want it, I can still use my willpower to save it, let alone the camp detection technique? Are you using this method to find the traitor?”
"How do you know?" Shuke was a little surprised.
Roland chuckled: "You can even think of it with your knees."
"You are amazing. My knees can't think of these things anyway." After Shuke finished speaking, he began to think deeply, and even said to himself: "In other words, the enemy may have mastered how to deceive the camp detection technique. ?”
"I understand." Shuke stood up and said to Roland: "Sorry, brother, I have to go back to the sanctuary. I have to deal with this matter quickly. I always have an uneasy feeling."
Roland also stood up: "Then I won't give it away."
"Tsk, it sounds like you are the master here." Shuke joked.
Roland chuckled and didn't bother to argue with Shuke.
After Shuke left, Roland returned to the bedroom with a blank sheet of paper, and then saw Stephanie still sleeping.
There is no court meeting today... In fact, there is nothing to discuss with the court. The lords are enfeoffed, and the lords themselves can handle the affairs of the territory.
It doesn't make much difference whether the king is more diligent or more lazy.
"Come back soon." Hearing the sound of the door opening, Stephanie, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes: "Don't you talk more about old times with your friends?"
"He left in an emergency."
Roland put the white paper in front of the pillow: "This is the compensation they give you."
Stephanie sat up lazily, her body looming under her silk pajamas.
She took a few glances and smiled: "They are indeed more fair. What surprises me most is that you didn't fall to your friend's side."
"The palms and backs of my hands are all flesh, how could I mess around?"
"Who is the palm of the hand and who is the back of the hand?"
"No need to ask." Roland smiled and pinched the opponent's front armor.
For the next two days, Roland stayed in the palace.
Stephanie went to the palace for two days to attend the court meeting, but after it was over, she would go back to the palace and not come out.
Food and drink were brought to the bedroom by the maid.
Two days later, her hand had completely grown back.
Then Roland teleported to the basement where the magic bricks were made.
After collecting three magic cubes, he made more 'simulated galaxies'.
Thanks to the god-level talent scraped off the demigod's 'Magic Crystal', Roland's current mana limit is incredibly high.
There will no longer be any problem if we open a few more Magic Cube 'production lines'.
"If this continues, it will only take another year or so to complete the core chassis of the floating city."
Roland laughed proudly and then teleported back to Delbon City.
After reading the experience of the Great Disintegration Technique obtained from the Red Magic Tower, he spent more than half a month and finally perfected the magic of the Great Disintegration Technique.
There is now a 70% chance of complete destruction of medium and low-level magic equipment.
And the coverage is greatly increased.
At the same time, in more than half a month, he used the method he used to deal with Galen before to instigate three peripheral members of the 'Rebel Roland' organization.
Looking at the icon of the Great Disintegration Technique, which was already considered a masterpiece, lying quietly in his system spell book, he showed a confused smile.
Andonara, who was on the side, came up and touched Roland's face with shining eyes: "I just like your sinister and domineering look. It's so masculine. It makes you feel safe."
Uh... Then the two of them rolled around for a long time.
Speaking of Talze City, which is more than 300 kilometers away, this is a medium-sized city.
The specialty of this city is rye wine.
The black wheat here grows a lot and is very good, and it may be due to the soil quality. The wine brewed from this black wheat is much better than other places.
And there is also a repertoire here, which is to select the ten most beautiful fourteen-year-old girls in the city, and then let them chew triticale and then spit it into twenty prepared barrels of wine.
Then these two hundred barrels of wheat wine will be the most expensive goods in the coming year, and only nobles can drink them.
And now, it's time for the beauty girl contest.
This is a program that can be attended by men, women, old and young, high and low class alike.
On this day, all fourteen-year-old girls in the city will be dressed up and sent to the venue.
For the famous men in the city to score.
At this time... Gardner, a rich man and the owner of UP, also sat on the referee's bench.
He's doing pretty well here.
He was quite famous, he was the son of gold, he was a professional, and he was rich. He bought the status of a baronet and lived a life of ease.
"Brothers, if you see the girl in the red dress on the left... that's my thing, I'll give her a point."
While observing the girls in the venue, he interacted with netizens.
In the live broadcast room, seeing so many beautiful girls appearing at the same time, naturally there was a lot of wailing and howling.
And above his head, there was a large white cloud, slowly drifting over.
At this time, Gardner did not know the seriousness of the matter.