The villain, I just want them to be obedient

[Gain talent, attribute carnival]

[Attribute carnival: You can give attributes equal to your own attribute points to others. This kind of gift will not reduce your attribute points. The current remaining share is 100%

ps: The recipient cannot be yourself. If the recipient has a favorable relationship with the host, the original power feedback will still be used for calculation. 】

"Tsk, what a pity."

Looking at the last note, Karen clicked her tongue and felt extremely sorry.

The talent this time is very different from the talent I got last time. The last time I temporarily deposited my own attribute points in someone else's body, this time it was a pure gift.

The more deeply she understands the world, the more frequently Karen finds the word fate.

People related to fate include the fox and Isabella, and Paul, who is called the protagonist of fate.

Reminiscent of the talents and achievements related to fate, it is hard not to suspect that the word fate is related to some important events.

As for Paul's feedback, it was a bit unsatisfactory. It was at the level of the seventh-order late stage, and a little weaker than the Holy Son.

When he died in the last life, Carol had already reached the ninth level and became a world-destroying witch, and Paul, who was at the seventh level, was still domineering in the Kingdom of Sia.

He couldn't figure out what qualifications Paul had to be the protagonist of fate besides luck.

and many more!

Suddenly, Karen's eyes drifted to the Holy Son who had woken up and was urging the teleportation scroll.

In a flash of inspiration, Karen noticed some key information.

If he remembers correctly, shortly after his death it was time for the Holy Son to change. Is it possible that Paul relied on the resources of the Holy See of the Gods to reach the height of the eighth or ninth level...

In order to verify her conjecture, Karen did not choose to interrupt the Son's transmission.

Resources like leeks will grow on their own, and it doesn't matter whether they stay or not.

If Paul can really reach the eighth or ninth level, he has to thank the Son, after all, he can now get 101% of Paul's bonus.

Walking unhurriedly to Kelsen's side, Karen heard him question Chris: "Why don't you help the old man unlock the chains of the forbidden demon? Are you really a traitor to the Holy See of God?"

Faced with this question, Chris didn't choose to answer. She watched Karen waving at her and ran over quickly, and happily hugged Karen's arms.

Kelsen: "..."

Chris is indeed a traitor, Harry and the others did not lie to themselves.

In the end, the Son of God and Paul ran away, and he was caught alone. Kelsen felt that he was a big wronged.

"Isn't this the eighth-level Kelsen? Why were you tied up?"

Karen walked up to Kelsen with her arms around Chris' waist.

Rather than killing him, Karen would rather keep him as a coolie. It would be a pity if such a useful eighth level simply died.

"You will pay a heavy price for being an enemy of the Holy See." Kelsen looked at Karen viciously.

Karen: "Do you people in the Holy See of God only know this sentence?

Forget it, what am I talking to you for, let me think about how to threaten you.

By the way, I remember that you put more emphasis on future generations, so I have to start with them. "

Hearing this, Kelsen's eyes widened. He ignored the pain in his abdomen and took a step forward: "What do you want to do to them?"

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to invite them to come over as a guest, but it's just in your name." Karen took Chris back a step.

Not because he was worried about Kelsen jumping over the wall, but because he had to make room for Kelsen to be frisked.

"What do you mean? What do you want to do?" When Kelsen was about to ask, a group of male knights suddenly rushed over and threw him to the ground.

"What are you doing, don't poke the old man's wound, ah!"

"Bastard, I told you not to poke you and poke your fingers, you are simply demons!"

"Don't take off the old man's pants, are you devils?"

"Don't pinch that thing, I was wrong, can't I be wrong?"

"..."

Seeing the male knights jumping on Kelsen's body for a body search, Karen took Chris back several steps again and again.

Could these knights be the former subordinates of the second prince?

It's so weird, as expected, the guards still have to be replaced by members of the Silver Moon Knights.

Half a minute later, a knight handed Karen a simple communication device.

Scattering away the knights who wanted to bully the eighth-rank boss, Karen modified Kelsen's communication device and said:

"I don't know if I use your communication device to inform your family, how many days will it take for all to move to the Kingdom of Xiya?"

Kelsen in ragged clothes: "Impossible, even the old man can't do this kind of thing, how could you modify the communication device.

Once this thing is bound, no second person can use it. "

Just as he was talking, Kelsen saw that Karen was already writing a magic letter.

Looking back, Karen not only successfully activated the communication device, but also successfully sent the magic letter.

Kelsen: "Can you act like I didn't say anything, I mean we can talk."

Karen put away the communication device: "It's okay, let's talk about it when your family arrives, and if there is something bad to talk about, I'll just kill some people and get angry.

Don't worry, I've always been a very kind person, and if there is no accident, I will not kill easily.

Come on, drag Kelsen down and take good care of him. By the way, remember to find a magician to heal him. "

After someone dragged Kelsen away and locked him up, Karen turned his attention to the frontal battlefield, where the battle was drawing to a close.

I don't know if it's because the Holy See of God is too good, but Karen always feels that he lacks a little passion.

"Come out, everything has been settled. The Kingdom of Malaga has been included in the territory of the Kingdom of Xiya. The whole process took less than seven days."

When the magic lamp was turned on again in the camp, Aphra and his party walked out of the mobile palace.

Most of them looked at Karen with strange eyes.

The eighth order of a teenager, this kind of thing is unheard of in the whole history, and Karen once again created a new miracle.

"Although you won, you still have to sleep on the floor tonight."

This was the first sentence that Afra saw Karen say.

"I get it, I'll listen to you." Faced with Aphra's rare strength, Karen chose to obey.

Aphra nodded in satisfaction, and under Karen's puzzled eyes, she pushed Princess Hilna into his arms: "Good performance, this is the horse I gave you."

Karen: "What do you mean?"

Aphra: "His Royal Highness bet with me that you can't defeat Kelsen. She loses, and the price is to be your horse."

"Can you ride any way you want?" Karen asked again.

Aphra: "...It's a horse for traveling."

Karen: "It's a pity."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Hilna, who was in Karen's arms, wanted to slam her head into Karen's chest to death.

She didn't understand why Karen won.

He won even against the invincible eighth-order, because of the bet, she even lost her last dignity.

She had a hunch that she was going to lose something important tonight.

......

"Cough cough!"

In a valley far away from the royal capital, Harry spit out a big mouthful of blood again.

"Harry, I'm sorry, it's all because I'm too weak, it's all my fault..."

Paul put Harry on a big rock and leaned against him. He looked at the pale Harry with a sad face and cried.

"Actually, I...I still have..."

Feeling that his heart has not been pierced, Harry feels that he can still save it.

If it weren't for the poison on the dagger to affect his magic power, otherwise he could release healing magic for treatment.

"Stop talking, I know you are very unwilling, and I will definitely avenge you."

Paul put his hand over Harry's mouth, telling him not to say any more.

Anxious, he didn't think much at all, looking at Harry who was about to die, he was completely in a state of brain short circuit.

It seemed to him that Harry had run out of fuel and would soon be heading west. In order to keep him alive for a while, Paul had to do his best to make him talk less.

Paul tried his best to stimulate the third-level healing magic, but the third-level magic couldn't work at all in the face of Harry's serious injury.

"Woooo..."

Harry pointed at Paul with one hand and took Paul's hand with the other.

He was about to be pissed off by Paul, but he was really saved, as long as he bandaged the wound to stop the blood, he could live for a while longer.

Under the dual effects of anger and excessive blood loss, Harry tilted his head and passed out directly.

"No!"

A cry of pain resounded through the valley, and Paul was distraught.

Five minutes later, Paul wiped his tears and took out the scroll that Harry handed to him from his arms.

This is a special scroll with a very unique magic circle engraved on it. It has no order, but the conditions for its achievement are extremely strict.

Harry told him two ways, one is to gain the trust of the Holy Son, obtain the status of the Holy Son candidate, and survive three years to become the next Holy Son.

The other is to use a special method to kill the Holy Son and take away his body, and inject his own soul into the body of the Holy Son to obtain a new identity.

There is a lot of dense and complicated knowledge in it that the current Paul cannot understand. In his opinion, this is a very rare taboo scroll.

"Who?!"

After an unknown amount of time, a rustling sound sounded from the grass in the distance.

Paul quickly hid the scroll in his arms and looked vigilantly at the grass.