Chapter 827: Everything for the God of Music
"Music has no country, no race, no hierarchy. It is free and all-encompassing. Why must it be limited to the opera house?"
"What the gods need is the devout faith of believers, not the offerings of gold coins and magic stones. The gods are compassionate and kind, and will not force their believers to offer anything, especially money and wealth."
"God is great. He brings good news to believers. Believers of gods should not lose the favor of gods because of the smell of copper."
"As the shepherds appointed by the gods, we have reason to let the light of the gods cover the earth, so that more lost lambs can receive the shining of the light of the gods."
As a glorious Temple Knight, Rutherford Wilson talked to Thelma Sylvie with only one ultimate goal. The place where the goddess of music would perform her miracles was to be in the central square of the Indulger Paradise, not in any other building. The so-called opera house.
"No, this is disrespectful to the goddess of music. Only low-class troubadours will perform in the square for citizens and businessmen to earn meager rewards. Real artists should be in the magnificent opera house. Performing the noble art." Thelma Sylvie shook her head and insisted that they take their lives back.
Paladin Ruthev stared at Thelma Sylvie and said coldly, "Queen Sylvie, as a temple knight, I have to remind you one thing. You are facing an adult who is walking in the world." Your future majesty on the path of God is not a bard or a so-called artist, but a god who practices his own path. Your words and deeds just now have constituted a verbal offense to that majesty."
"The reason why that adult chose the central square of the Indulger Paradise is because of her kindness, her greatness, and her fraternity, but this cannot be an excuse to insult that adult. I hope this is the first and last time once"
Thelma Sylvie looked at the temple knight in front of her who had an upright face and exuded the light of a fanatic believer. She suddenly felt a headache. Faced with such a fanatic believer, there is no way you can't reason with him.
"I always think that the central square is not a suitable place. The Indulger Paradise is an open paradise where hundreds of races gather. Even we, the Siren Royal Family, cannot guarantee that everyone will maintain their due respect for the goddess. "Respect." Thelma Sylvie said half-threateningly and half-seriously, "We can still coordinate and supervise those who enter the opera house, but the central square, please forgive me, is a place of absolute freedom, but it is not an absolutely safe place. ”
A trace of ridicule appeared on the corner of Paladin Rusev's mouth. A tyrant who could close the largest port in the Indulgent Paradise for one day for his own selfish interests, expelled the people along the way, and secretly issued a mission to assassinate the bard, actually talked about freedom in front of him.
"I believe that under the glory of the goddess, all sins will be purified, and all filth and decay will be destroyed." Paladin Ruthev said very confidently, "We and other temple knights will also swear to the death to ensure the safety of the goddess, Her Royal Highness the Queen. We just need to mark out the place and give us some preparation time. Of course, it would be better if we could publicize the divine grace from the goddess’s crown before that.”
Thelma Sylvie took a deep look at the temple knight in front of her, and a faint sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Since Knight Wilson insists on this, I can only cooperate, but I insist that only low-class bards can I will play the harp under the sun, moon and stars, and recite old-fashioned legends in the noisy crowds. I should receive praise from the nobles in a more high-end and elegant opera house."
"Pa" Paladin Rusev left a clear palm print on the table in front of him with his palm.
"What the Goddess Crown needs is the wholehearted belief of believers, not the appreciation of the so-called nobles. They are not worthy of judging the great glory of the Goddess Crown. Please don't use your thin brain to think about the sea-like wisdom of the Goddess Crown. Your performance It will only make your own shallowness known.”
As a temple knight of the Holy Kingdom, Rusev was not afraid of the so-called king of the sea clan at all, and Thelma Sylvie's disrespect for the gods made this temple knight very unhappy.
As one of the five kings of the sea royal family and even the Siren Banshee family, you have not shown due respect to the gods. You must know that the goddess of the sea is also one of the few powerful goddesses in this world, with super influence.
Is it super powerful?
Theoretically, all members of the Sea Tribe are under the protection of the Ocean Goddess. As a protected party, if you do not respect the gods so much, if it is not a brain problem, then there is a character problem. For such a existence, it is really It is difficult to gain the recognition and respect of Rusev, a true Temple Knight.
Looking at the back of Rusev Temple Knight leaving, Thelma Sylvie smiled coldly, "Do you think you can sleep peacefully without choosing the opera house? Don't you naively think that performing in the central square can bring piety?" Haha, there will be no devout believers in the paradise of indulgers, and devout believers with faith will not come to the paradise of indulgers. This is a paradise for the lawless."
"Great goddess of music, don't you like believers? Don't you take the initiative to influence these lawless people? Then I will help you publicize it. As one of the five kings of the Siren Banshee family, I guarantee that in three days you will The performance will be witnessed by many, many people.”
"You didn't choose any of the many opera houses. You clearly don't give us face. Since you don't accept my toast, I don't need to give you face. Humph, if the decision was up to you before, now it's up to you." Selma Sylvie smiled coldly and played with the wine glass in her hand. "Then I'll arrange everything for you."
Before Selma Sylvie could make any move, the subordinates reported that the Holy Kingdom's support group had already started to take action. The priest team led by Bishop Holly took to the streets, summoning troubadours while preaching the kindness and greatness of the gods. She held the sound stone of the goddess of music and walked in the streets and alleys of the Paradise of Indulgence under the protection of the Knights of the Temple, and began the difficult missionary work.
Selma Sylvie didn't have a good way to deal with this kind of behavior. After all, if she tried to stop such a small fight, it would offend the Holy Kingdom. She was targeting the God of Music, not the Holy Kingdom and the Mercenary Association. It was better not to offend these two behemoths.
Selma Sylvie didn't want to offend the Holy Kingdom and the Mercenary Association too much, but in this mission, she naturally stood on the opposite side of these two behemoths. The Mercenary Association Saint Wizard Diana came directly to her door and asked for the right to renovate the central square of the Indulgent Paradise, and then led the Mercenary Association to surround most of the central square.
Selma Sylvie summoned the lawless dignitaries of the Indulgent Paradise to discuss how to deal with the missionary work of the God of Music this time. However, most of the lawless people expressed no interest in such a useless thing. It was definitely not a good thing for them to offend a demigod and also to offend the Holy Kingdom and the Mercenary Association, even if Selma Sylvie said that there would be rewards afterwards.
However, there are exceptions to everything. There is a kind of existence that is very repulsive to gods and missionaries, that is, the devils of hell. The bottom line of the Paradise of Indulgence is very low. This is a paradise for lawless people and also an invisible paradise for the devils of hell. One by one, the deeply hidden devils of hell accepted the call of Selma Sylvie and said that they would bring more people to help. Gods have never been the existence that the devils of hell like.
Everything is for the God of Music