A feeling of devotion to a noble cause arises from the bottom of my heart.

"Mr. Cronney..."

The young man in charge of starting the wake-up work poked Bell, and the white-haired boy woke up like a dream.

"Do you... have something to say?"

Bell was silent for a moment, and finally walked up to the front desk, looked at the person who was a farmer and a peasant woman some time ago, and said in a calm voice.

"I have said more than once that I believe in the god of miracles. It was he who inspired me when I was most naive and gave me the goal and desire to really strive for. It is also that he will come from another world miraculously. I will give you my thoughts so that I can lead you to see the truth of injustice in this world."

Bell took a deep breath.

"The same is true at this moment. That lord always gives me what I need most—means like a loving father."

"Mr. Clooney, have you made a decision yet?"

The people in the audience were a little excited. They had cultivated for too long and needed a shot of cardiotonic urgently.

"Idea has no weight, but it can shake mountains. Idea has no power, but it can command thousands. Idea has no power, but it can destroy kingdoms. Before everything exists, Idea must exist first." Bell said: "I The previous choice was a bit wrong. We should not gather together like this, we should go to pieces to guide the idea that can support our dreams, and plant the seeds of that idea in the hearts of more people.”

"But what do we need to do?"

Bell also knew that it would be very difficult to make his words understood by people who may not have been educated a few times in their lives, but the God of Miracles has put the explanation he needs most in front of him.

The white-haired boy stepped aside, showing the smiling white mask after the shadow.

"Method, haven't we seen it just now?"

There was an uproar at the scene, and an old man stood up tremblingly.

"Mr. Cloney, I support your statement. But in this case, I'm afraid we will be in a very dangerous situation..."

"It can't be any worse than it is now, can it?"

Bell Croney turned his back, looked at the white mask and continued.

"Whether to be a coward for a lifetime, or to be a true people's hero, I made a choice standing in front of the Orali Gate in the central city of the world, now it's up to you, my friends."

Not only the kingdom where Bell Cronney is located.

A spark of fire is starting a prairie fire.

However, these are not things that Rope, who is far away in Euler, knows or cares about.

He is walking on the road of Daedalus at the moment, walking on the bright moonlight, to the place where Artemis, the goddess of the moon, resides in Orari.

After walking for a while, the black-haired young man looked up and saw that the mansion whose splendor was no less than that of Rope's Villa stood in the courtyard. The ingenious design obviously came from the hands of famous masters, so that the moonlight in the sky could be refracted on the walls of the mansion, showing A holy gesture.

It seems that Artemis is not simply living a wandering life. The money accumulated by the family for a long time is completely enough for her to live well in Orari.

This architectural taste is also very suitable for the identity of the goddess of chastity.

After knocking on the door, there was no need to announce it, and the girls from the Artemis family invited Rope in with great enthusiasm.After all, the God of Miracles is strictly their rebirth benefactor, and since Artemis began to relax his tune and not forbid love, girls are quite curious and longing for this outstanding God of Miracles.

Artemis, who was still in uniform, abandoned those useless restraints after seeing Rope, and jogged to the black-haired youth full of joy.

"Rope, why did you come here suddenly?"

"I wanted to see you, so I came here."

Rope smiled and took the hand of Luna, and Artemis blushed and did not resist.

The girls from the family who were peeping outside the door were all staring out of their eyes—they had never seen such a picture of their own goddess.

It's one thing to know that Artemis and Rope have an obscure relationship; it's another to see it with your own eyes.

The Artemis family suddenly thought that, coupled with the public romance between Rope and Hestia, wouldn't it be that two of the three famous virgin goddesses had fallen?

An alternative sense of respect for the God of Miracles arises spontaneously in the hearts of the girls.

Chapter [-]: The Open Truth

After the excitement of meeting again, Rope released Artemis' hand appropriately.

"What about Hestia and the others? I heard that they have come to you since the morning. They didn't cause you any trouble, Artemis."

"No." Artemis said with a smile: "Hestia and the others are in my room on the third floor, and they seem to like my environment here. I also propose to let them stay for one night and treat them well. After all, I When Hestia and Hestia were in heaven, they were rare friends."

"Thanks to your character and that house goddess being able to talk about it."

"Compared to other gods who have to make trouble all day long, Hestia is a very good friend."

Artemis beckoned to the door, apparently from the very beginning her family was peeping.

The girls pushed open the door a little embarrassed and came in.

"Go and prepare the food and wine for the banquet. I plan to entertain Rope and Hestia here in a while."

"Yes, Lord Artemis."

The family girls left happily.

No matter what the reason is, it is not always possible to enjoy the banquet, especially if you are dipped in the light of your own master god and sit at the table with the god of miracles who brought them back from the underworld, which makes the girls even more excited.

Seeing the back of the family leaving, Artemis shook his head with a smile.

"The children are fond of you, Rope."

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