Renn looked at me with dissatisfaction. What should we do now? What have I done to motivate this weird man’s self-righteous principles
"Yeah. Anima wouldn't like this." I gave him a clueless look. "That is the high-level goddess and reincarnation of the soul."
"So what? If a fictitious God frowns at me, what should I care about? I have lived for so long, and now I don't need it anymore."
"It's not important. If Anima or her disciples hear about this, you won't be able to live long. Although her disciples are a bit wrong."
"Although I know this is just your illness distorting your thought process, my heart is broken to hear that you don't have much confidence in my abilities."
Even after going through all this, can he still not recognize my power? No, wait. I have heard of this kind of thing before. This poor man. This is a phenomenon, people just can't accept the reality, even if it directly hits them in the face. When people are so afraid of certain things, they will do anything to the point that they do not admit the facts stated before them. Obviously, this means he is afraid of me.
"Do you know?" I said, and a seductive thought suddenly appeared in my mind. "I don't mind fighting with God. They may even be slightly more entertaining than you poor humans."
""whatever. You know, I may be the youngest and weakest of us. Others will crush you like a dead bug. "
Well, at least this sounds promising. It almost makes me hope they are real. Ah, well, I can only endure this way of living and replace it with human blood. this is life.
In that strange conversation, we made significant progress on the road to Celeste. We are likely to pass through those gates in the next few hours, and then the Wizarding Group will be mine! I know I shouldn't pin my hopes on those who worship wizards, but I just can't help it. In addition, once I weaken their beloved organization, the city itself will scream in horror. Oh yes, it will be wonderful! marvelous!
As we steadily approached, my disgusting familiarity suddenly returned to my sight. When he was flying in the air, I heard his annoying voice calling me.
"Mistress!" He cried in panic. "Mistress! It's terrible!"
Mackey tried to sneak into my body to comfort himself, but I knocked him to the ground again. This stupid guy just can't learn, can he? He groaned for a while, but when I stepped hard on his back, he began to speak loudly.
"Mistress! Wizards!"
"Speak up, Mackey, I don't have the patience to deal with you right now. My eyes are about to destroy them forever."
"That's what I want to say! They have been destroyed!"
"What?!" I screamed, putting my heels into his body. If this is a joke, he will pay a high price!
"You threw me too far, and I fell into the city wall. I saw it with my own eyes! Half of that building! Now it's just a pile of rubble!"
"What happened?"
"You won't believe it! Who ruined them!"
Before I know it, I just need to hear this. Oh, I know very well who is responsible for this. Maybe things will become more interesting now.
I said the name of the responsible person, and tried to bring his anger and anger into my heart.
"Brady."
We have been in line for more than two hours. You might think that after waiting for twelve thousand years, I will have unparalleled patience, and I did it, it's just zero. I have no patience to wait in line, especially when I can easily fly to the front line. So why am I stuck on this line? That's because Ren had to fall on me while we were in line, and it was very tiring to let him fly in the air like him. How long will the last medicine I give him take? I am not sure, but I am very proud of my work. Nevertheless, how long will this giant bear for me? I can't drag him everywhere. I do have a tendency to leave him, but unfortunately, I still need him to find the building where the witch assembly once lived.
We shuffled forward for about half a meter. Under the stars, this is painful! When the sun sets when we actually go in, in fact, I don't have too many problems. It's just that there are still a few hours away, and I don't want to stay under that damn fireball for so long. At such a moment, I am very happy that I have a dwarf.
"Mackey, come here." I said to the little guy sitting in the rain, lying face down in the mud.
Markey was very happy to be called up, cried happily, and jumped into the air. I grabbed his body with one hand, crushed his head with the other hand, and then pulled him out until he became a big and thin stick with his stupid face happily frozen on it. Living. I still grabbed the bottom of the fishing rod, pinched the area in my hand, and pushed it up, turning Mackey into a funny-looking umbrella. His ears slapped ZìYóu in the wind above, I pointed his face at Celeste, and quickly hid in the cool place he provided. much better!
The people behind me were muttering in surprise, but I smiled contentedly, ignoring them. I knelt down and grabbed the ankle of the armored corpse again, and we shuffled forward a few steps. Yes, it is much easier than flying with him. All I have to do now is to drag him out of the mud until we reach the entrance. I think if they are in my position, ordinary people will start to worry now; since we got to this cursed team, he hasn't moved. I want to know if he is still alive? Actually it's not a big deal. If that happens, I have to abandon him. Oh! Then I can fly over the wall as planned! We hope he can complete the task as soon as possible.
Suddenly, the team moved forward a bit, but just when I thought things were speeding up again, we stopped. I looked at Celeste with bored eyes. The walls around the city are simply huge, hiding everything from sight. Why they need to be so big, I can't understand. Their only use is to prevent ground troops from rushing into this place, but any capable wizard can easily break through those walls. Moreover, none of the wizards I met was qualified. No matter how hard they work, they will never be able to climb those walls.
"Mistress?" Markey asked in a low voice. "Have you noticed something on the wall?"
"Of course I do!" I said, holding onto the handle tightly.
I quickly scanned the wall and found what Markey said. I can now see the thick flames flying up and down the entire height of the wall. The sun’s rays make it almost impossible to see the flickering orange flame, but once you see it, you will see it.
"Why does it say Brady?" I asked aloud.
"Didn't you hear?" the woman in front of me asked me, turning around suddenly. "Brady is Celeste's savior! He expelled the cruel wizards and gave the people unprecedented peace!"
"Yes, I have heard of it." I replied sharply. "But why does his name hang on the wall?"
"Oh, to commemorate his heroism, the people of Celeste decided to rename the city. Now it is called Brady's."
I see. So he wrote his name on the wall, like a child writing his name on the label of his shirt. This is very similar to his style.
"Everyone came from all directions to see the man who single-handedly overthrew the witch assembly." The woman continued. "I even came from my farm, from the other side of those mountains!"
I looked bored at where she was pointing, and saw a few big jagged peaks. It must be a long journey. Are these people the same? Did they all come to see the clever Brady just because he destroyed the wizarding group
"By the way, my name is Ellen." She told me, holding out her hand. "My farm mainly produces organic vegetables, but we also raise some livestock."
"Yes, I didn't ask about your life story." I told her bluntly, ignoring the handshake. She laughed, thinking I was joking, and continued to chatter about her trivial things and other boring topics. "Ah! Enough women!" I quickly reached my patience point, and then I yelled.
This cruel route finally pushed me to the brink of collapse. I am fed up with all this. I thought I could stay calm and enter the city without being noticed, but now there is no hope! It's time to scare these innocent travelers. Once they start to flee, I can move up a few places with no problem.
I lowered Rain's armored legs, pulled my staff from its armrests, and placed them on my back.
"Begging for forgiveness, you poor beasts, because you surely won't get anything!" I screamed suddenly, and then a flame was ejected from my mouth, shè on the heads of the unsuspecting pilgrims. Just wait for the panic to happen now.
"Oh, wow!"
"It's incredible! Are you a performer?"
"Now let some snow fall!"
These are just some of the many wonderful reactions behind and in front of me. People cheered and applauded, as if this was the most amazing thing they had ever seen. Their happy crying and screaming are not the type I want to hear, and of course they did not flatter me.
Shock is not my reaction, it is more like my pure anger has frozen my body. When I tried to find the right words to properly express my deepest feelings, my mouth opened and closed, just like those stupid-looking fishes. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)