Can Yunpai make superficial pets become queens?

Chapter 66
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"Sir, according to your instructions, I have gathered all the people in the village who can still go to work in the field here."

The old village chief Bristone led a group of old people in the village trembling in the wind. He was busy making dinner at home when a goblin knocked on his door and told him that the gentleman needed Everyone in the village gathered. Although the food on the stove was half cooked, he still didn't dare to say much, so he hurriedly went door-to-door to notify.

In fact, he is somewhat dissatisfied these days. That gentleman has been in the village for some time. When he first came, the old man was really full of joy. My kind sir, but as time passed, this gentleman just brought a lot of goblins to build a house in the village, and he agreed to treat the fire, only in the first two days He visited several families, and then nothing happened.

Looking at it like this, I am afraid that he will live in the village for a long time. In fact, it is nothing. After all, their village does not have any resources, and it is in the deep mountains and old forests. This gentleman came here on purpose for this little thing in their village, but he was just sad that his villagers were not getting better at all.

After all, he is old and has never thought of leaving the village, but there are still some young people in the village. If they can get better, even if they want to leave the village, it will be better than it is now.

Seeing a group of people trembling in the wind, Haining actually felt a little bit of refreshment in his heart.

He quickly dispelled this absurd idea in his heart, and at the same time lamented that power is really a thing that makes people lose themselves easily.

Of course he can wait until daytime to gather the villagers, but since he wants to show off, of course it will be better if he makes it bigger. Nothing can make these simple villagers feel a miracle like an angel descending in the dark. that's it.

Moreover, the memory produced by people when they are uneasy will be more profound, and in dark places, the sense of guard against each other may be reduced, which will help establish a positive image of themselves in their hearts in the future.

What? I have become a political creature who can take advantage of the psychology of the poor.

Forget it, even if it is true that he can use them, but he believes that he will make them live a much better life than before, so it can be regarded as his compensation for using these poor people.

After the thought flashed, he activated a warming rune and placed it in the crowd, and Sylvia also cooperated to build a wind field, which surrounded the crowd, and the air became much warmer all of a sudden, the old man They no longer complained because of the cold, but the confusion in their eyes remained undiminished.

Similar to Bristone, these old people were also preparing dinner at home. During this time, the young people in the village fell down one by one, and these old people had to take up the burden of caring for the sick. Most people are not that vulnerable, but it is certainly impossible to say that there is no complaint at all.

Haining looked at
Well, after they witness the so-called miracles, things will naturally change.

Moreover, although it is somewhat exaggerated to say so, the elderly are often stubborn and biased. Such so-called miracles can make them more convinced of their own strength, and their piety and stubbornness will also affect their children.

"Fathers and folks, you have suffered a lot these days."

To be honest, the beginning of this speech was really bad, and as soon as Haining opened his mouth, he felt his legs shaking non-stop. If there was not a temporary table in front of him to support his body, he would not be able to say three sentences You have to fall down.

If it's an abandoned house, even if it's not his original frail body, the nature of his social fear still hasn't changed much. He supported the table, trying not to make his voice sound too flawed .

What is it? My master used to be so mean. When I saw him boasting and talking with others before, I thought he was actually a familiar one. It seems that he just didn’t meet anyone who would really make him nervous. Time.

No, don't be nervous, the crowd below are watching, I want to establish a reliable image in their minds, how can I back down at this time? Damn it, if I knew it, I wouldn't let Uhenia kill the goblins Brought it over to watch.

In order to make good use of these goblins in the future, he decided to let these guys also observe the so-called miracles. As a result, facing a large group of people below, his legs trembled as he followed the drum master Same.

Huh. I don't know if it's my illusion, it seems that I don't feel so trembling
Sylvia chewed the fruit sticks in her mouth, and shook her head helplessly. Sometimes her master is really
She controlled her heartbeat, made him less nervous, and finally stopped shaking his legs.

Looks like that idiot hasn't figured out it's his fault yet. Maybe we should find a chance to talk to him about it.

But I don't know where to start. Could it be that "I stuffed my heart into your body when you weren't paying attention"?
When she was thinking wildly, a dazzling light lit up above her head, like a silent thunder in the dark night sky.

"In the name of the Creator God, I swear to you that God has never given up on every one of His people, and this is God's testimony.

God is the people’s redemption, salvation, and supply, and also the means by which they worship and serve God, so that they can be built together with God in Him, so that they can meet God, communicate with each other, and be a mutual dwelling place.

In the name of God, let the messenger of God come here, and he will save you from the boundless confusion. "

For reasons of unknown meaning, he once read some chapters of the Bible, and now he is able to make a fool of himself, and these words that he does not understand, for the old people below , but it seems to have a huge attraction.

Sure enough, in his original world, it’s not without reason that the people who were fooled by the missionaries were all middle-aged and elderly people
Elisanna fluttered her huge wings and slowly fell from the sky. Her body exuded a soft and holy white light. I don't know if it was because of her natural stern face or the pure temperament of the snow elves. She looks so holy.

Although Haining has never seen such a thing as an angel in this world, uh, it seems disrespectful to say so. But judging from the expressions on the faces of those old people, he has reason to believe that in this world, the Angels should be like this.

The old people who were still huddled together and noisy no longer showed any complaints, and bowed down in front of the angel one after another.

Under the gaze of everyone, the angel opened her eyes, and the snowflakes stained her eyelashes, but it did not diminish the holiness of the angel in the slightest.

She recited a spell that people couldn't understand, and the brilliant but soft light that was not too harsh radiated from her wings, illuminating the entire village at once in the dark night that lacked light.

Elisanna didn't know what to read, she just read the words of the elves at a strange speed according to Hai Ning's request. As for what to read, Hai Ning said that it was not important, anyway, those old people listened I don't understand.

"Just like this, keep speaking at this speed, without any emotion."

Haining showed him a demonstration, expressionless.

"It sounds like an 80-year-old pastor in the church is chanting." Sylvia commented.

And Haining said that this effect is what he wants.

Judging from the expressions of these old men and women, it was obvious that this was a success.

After a few minutes of chanting, the angel flapped her wings and flew up towards the sky against the sparse snowflakes that fell at night. The white snow fell on her wings, but she didn't change any expression, she looked more holy up.

Ten seconds later, the angel finally completely disappeared from people's sight, and the village once again returned to silence and darkness.

It's time to show off to me, Haining thought so, and put his hand on the saber on the table.

The holy light comparable to the light on the angel just now lit up on him, and Sylvia also threw a ball of light at the right time, illuminating the sky, making the old people's eyes fall on him again.

"Dear elders, God has heard your prayers and sent down an angel to bless us. When the sun rises tomorrow, your family members will wake up. God has given them a beautiful dream, and they will wake up in joy. , reunited with you."

Accompanied by his voice, the old people in the audience chattered, but Haining didn't say anything, he gestured to Bristone, asking him to take the villagers back to their homes, while he himself took Picking up the saber on the table, he took the little fox back to his temporary residence.

Although he was not that satisfied with his speech tonight, but generally speaking, the effect has been achieved, not only those old people, but also from the way the goblins knelt down on the ground in a hurry to salute when they saw the angel, Although this method is very old-fashioned to him, for these native aborigines, not to mention the effect is outstanding, it can be regarded as very effective.

Ah. It feels so good to fill a cup, he couldn't help thinking so.

Close the door and draw the curtains, tonight will be a good night too.

(End of this chapter)