I Became Cinderella’s Vicious Stepsister

Three days later.

All the age-appropriate sages have signed up, and none have fallen.

They gathered in front of the huge square of the temple, and Master Malan stood under the idol, wearing a black robe blown by the wind.

"...Very good. It is not a bad thing to have upward ambitions." Malan's eyes were as cold as his black clothes. "I have only one request from you, be loyal to my God."

"Remember, once discovered by me, any of you will be affected by darkness, and I will personally send you to hell-no matter who it is."

He looked arrogant and cruel, and no one would doubt the truth of his words.

"Be loyal to the light and never betray!"

"Be loyal to the light and never betray!"

"Be loyal to the light and never betray!"

The gods are placed on the left chest with their right hands

A marble statue a few tens of meters tall stood there for thousands of years. He overlooked the earth with majesty, with no movement on his face.

Professor Ruffalo stood up, and she eased the solemn atmosphere with a smile:

"This time we have to go out for a total of three days. The destination is the Emerald Forest under Nas Snow Mountain. Lord Malan leads, and I will be responsible for your life with Professor Edward and Professor Louis..."

Professor Ruffalo detailed the rules on the way. The handsome young man with black hair and black pupils and the lean little bearded professor smiled aside.

"set off!"

Lord Malan waved his scepter and took the lead outside the square.

The godsmen lined up.

They wore dark blue college uniforms, white silk shirts, black riding boots, dark blue coats, buttons embroidered with gold thread, a wide-brimmed big brim hat, and walked out, regardless of men and women, they looked extremely upright spirit.

"The Emerald Forest?"

"Shouldn't the Emerald Forest be flooded with magma?"

"Yeah, it's terrible. When I think back to that day, it feels like the end of the Bible... I heard that the lava is over there, what can we do there?"

"The envoy and the knights went to Nas Snow Mountain two days ago, and it is now safe..."

Liu Yu led Gaia and walked in the middle of the team.

In front of her is Princess Mary and her new lover, followed by Prince Carlo and Natasi.

The professors do not care much about this group of twittering ducks, only to remind them when someone is behind.

Everyone is on foot.

The strong odor of sulfur in the air has not completely dissipated. Two rows of tall trees are planted along the roadside. The green leaves are yellowed, and they fall and fall together. When the wind blows, large pieces fall.

Liu Yu only felt that the soles of the riding boots were hot.

The ground is very hot

She doubts the so-called "safety" in the mouth of the teacher, the land burned by magma, can there still be plants?

"Professor Ruffalo, I remember there were towns under that snowy mountain. Are they okay?"

Professor Ruffalo was nearby, and she saw the question, Miss Fergus, who had no knowledge of Ellen history in class, couldn't help laughing:

"Miss Fergus, we are not going to town this time, but as far as I know, there are no casualties."

"Don't go to town?"

"Yes, we go to the village. The towns are led by the angels. Um...you also have a task. Know that the poor villagers are terrified. We want to convey the will of God to them and appease them..."

Liu Yu got it:

The **** sticks are going to preach.

When such a person is in panic, it is easiest to cultivate believers.

She glanced at Gaia next to—

The head of the **** stick walked quietly beside her, and seemed to feel nothing about it.

It's just a pair of beautiful eyebrows frowning, as if troubled by some problem.

Liu Yu regained his sight.

The road was fairly smooth at first.

But as he approached the snow mountain, gradually, it was not so good to go. Most of the young celebrities did not suffer much. After a long time, their calves began to tremble.

"Master Malan, have a rest!"

"Yeah, even if the horse has been walking for so long, you have to feed some grass..."

Lord Malan stopped.

His face was thin, like the coldest judge:

"Resting? Of course you can. But there is a condition to automatically give up the right to participate in the sacred selection. The laziness is not needed by God's side."

Having finished speaking, he continued to stride and strode forward.

The godfathers looked at each other, and those who shouted tiredly and thirsty no longer dared to complain, and dragged their legs.

Professor Ruffalo smiled and shook his head:

"Master Malan is still that stinky."

"But you don't think the efficiency is much faster?" Professor Edward shrugged. "I bet you can go to the village of Remlow in an hour."

The village of Remlow is the first village to pass from the temple to the Emerald Forest.

It took only five or six minutes for the whole village to walk from the head to the end of the village, and it was pitifully small.

There is a crooked-neck tree at the entrance of the village, and the leaves are sparsely hung on the treetops. It seems that the village feels the same: cold.

Liu Yu was embraced by Gaia, and when he walked under the tree at the head of the village, he almost did not fall.

The teenager supported her in time.

"Beliya, if you can't hold it..."

Gaia paused, and Liu Yu looked at him expectantly.

"...You can become a sheep."

Liu Yu: ...

She stared at him angrily:

"Gaia, don't you think!"

Prince Carlo came over with Natasi on his back and his eyes fell on the blonde girl.

She looked very embarrassed, as if she had just been taken out of the water, her dark blue uniform was wet with sweat, and her hair was messy against the white cheeks, leaning on Gaia, pale and weak.

"Miss Fergus, how are you?"

He asked kindly.

Liu Yu waved feebly: "Fortunately, when you are somewhere, you can take a break."

Prince Carlo looked at Gaia with disapproving eyes:

"Mr. Leslie, you should carry Miss Fergus."

"Prince Carlo, this is experience, not an outing."

The silver-haired boy is right.

Natasi couldn't help hiding her face behind Prince Carlo.

Soon after she set off, she was tripped over by a branch on the road and fell, and then she was carried by the kind Prince Carlo. She was a little ecstatic when she saw that Mr. Leslie hadn't carried Sister Belia, but now she felt very ashamed.

Yes, this is experience.

But she dragged Prince Carlo's hind legs...

Natasi looked at the professors beside the team involuntarily.

Lord Louise is looking at Sister Belia again with his black gem-like eyes, and he has barely seen himself along the way.

Sister Belia was looking up at Mr. Leslie with her head up. That smile was like the sun above her head, too dazzling and dazzling.

Natasi lowered her eyes.

Professor Ruffalo clapped to attract everyone's attention:

"Okay, you take a break at the entrance of the village. Professor Louis and I went into the village to find out about it."

She nodded to Master Malan:

"Master Malan, please come here."

Lord Malan pointed to a young boy as strong as a calf:

"You, follow Professor Ruffalo."

The other clergymen sat down on the ground.

Liu Yu was still standing, and at any time in front of her, she was unwilling to let her form disappear. She leaned on Gaia and looked at the land and village that was damaged by his words...

Desolate.

The land where the lava has been splashed is potholes, and a house not far away is damaged at a corner-and, to the best of your eyes, there are not many such houses. The green tree does not save ten...

She has seen too much along the way.

This is God... the real power.

Words live, words die.

In an instant, the world disappeared--

Gaia’s divine power even recovered only a little.

When the text became true, Liu Yu really felt the pain of cutting the skin. She has lied so much that she can't turn her head back long ago. The only thing that can save herself is the heart of the person in front of her, or she can't bear it.

Professor Ruffalo came back quickly, and she also brought an old man with white hair and a group of young and ragged men.

"This is the head of the village of Remlow, and the villagers."

She introduced.

"You..." The old man looked at their uniforms excitedly, "You are sent by the Temple of Light?"

Lord Malan showed an almost friendly smile.

"The Holy Light is on, we are ordered by God to assist in the reconstruction of the village of Remlow."

"The gods are furious, and the land is guilty," the old man prostrate in a panic. "My village of Remlow...is guilty."

The strong men followed the prostrate salute.

"My God is kind, as long as you are sincere, not stealing or stealing, and loyal to him, the Holy Light naturally shines on the village of Remlow."

What should a qualified magic stick do?

Liu Yu stared dumbfounded at the fact that the cold-hearted Malan in black had become a "merciful and generous" envoy. He took three professors and walked the whole village.

It arranged all the clansmen who were still eating the naan.

"... There are 68 households, the roofs of 45 households are damaged by magma, Professor Edward, you are flexible, take the children to renovate the roofs for them, and spread thatch... In addition, ten people were injured , Professor Ruffalo, you led the girls to apply herbs, see a doctor for them... There are also some people whose hearts are traumatized, Professor Louis, you lead the children to appease..."

Professor Liu Yu was ordered by Professor Ruffalo to apply herbs to the villagers.

The injuries are indeed not serious.

Some were injured by falling bricks; some were burned by splattered magma...

For the most part of the day, the whole village has been refreshed.

The roof has been repaired, and the injured villagers have settled down. The most important thing is that the languishment and panic disappeared from their faces.

The villagers warmly invited them to stay.

Lord Malan looks at the sky, and if he continues to move forward, he will sleep in the wild. These children...

"Then bother."

He smiled politely.

"No, noble Master Malan, you are willing to live here. It is an honor for us in the village of Remlow. We would like to invite you and these great patrons to our annual campfire party in our village of Remlow."

"Campfire?"

Malan had no interest.

Professor Edward and Rovere are very interested.

"Yes," the village chief nipped his white beard. "If Nas Snow Mountain did not erupt, the campfire party should have been held three days ago. Every year, the campfire party, unmarried girls and guys, everyone will Received a flower. This flower can be dedicated to the person you like. The one with the most flowers will have good luck next year. You can also appoint a person to spend the night with him."

"Oh, I have heard of this."

Professor Ruffalo nodded, "It's fun."

"Can that be rejected?"

The naughty teenager raised his hand and asked.

"Of course not." The old man said cheerfully. "But I think that the one who can get the most flowers must be the best... no one is willing to refuse."

Professor Edward happily:

"It can relax the children."

Liu Yu was really listening beside him--

This is incredible in the world of her previous generation.

The teachers took the lead to create opportunities for students to love early, ah no, not only early love, but also other...

This is really, people can not refuse.

She glanced at a group of breeze-eyed teenagers and took him by the hand:

"We participate!"

Natasi, Prince Carlo, even Princess Mary and other clergymen also raised their hands one after another:

"We participate!"

The young children were clearly curious about the campfire.

The fatigue on the body seemed to be swept away.

"How about you, Professor Louis?"

Professor Edward said to him narrowly, "You are still young..."

Luis's night-like eyes fell on Liu Yu, and he smiled softly: "Yes, I'm going to play too. Here is a girl I love, who is willing to exchange my life. I want to dedicate the flowers to she was."

Liu Yu: ...

ill.

I was about to stare back with my eyes, but my eyes were blocked.

The young man’s broad shoulders stood in front of her, his face slightly:

"Belia, are you sure you want to participate?"

"Then, of course."

She also wants to be the one with the most flowers.