Chapter 636 A Future Without Gods

"We meet again, Ambassador Xia." The head of the trial team, Saidaro, took the initiative to greet him.

"Don't panic, his name is Saidaro. Bava, one of the red priests, and he has spoken no more than five sentences to Lord Xia. Wait until he extends his hand before shaking hands." Olina reminded calmly.

Wu Yue nodded slightly. If he said he was not nervous, it would be a lie - these people were equivalent to third-rank officials in Qi State, and he was only a sixth-rank general under the princess before he became an apprentice captain. In addition, the third princess did not like bureaucratic exchanges, so this was his first time to experience such an occasion.

It must be said that the pressure of pretending to be Lord Xia was much greater than commanding the Baisha to rush towards the twin evil demons.

But he also knew that this was both a test from the adults and a manifestation of sufficient trust. His words and deeds at this moment represented Jinxia City, and he could not retreat even if it was difficult.

As Olina said, the other party extended his hand first.

Wu Yue exhaled silently, raised his hands and shook hands, "Good morning, Mr. Captain."

He wore a pair of white gloves on both hands, which was enough to cover up the difference caused by physical contact.

Sure enough, Saidaro just raised his eyebrows and did not focus on his hands, "Your voice... is a little hoarse, have you not rested well recently?"

"Ah? Is that so?" Wu Yue replied in a slightly low voice, "Maybe I went to bed late these days, but I still have plenty of rest time."

"That's good," Saidaro raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, "This kind of thing is indeed easy to make people linger, if I am not a red priest... cough cough, no, it's nothing, please don't take it to heart, Ambassador."

Olina rolled her eyes silently.

I didn't expect Xia Fan's trick to be quite confusing.

These days, he has been arranging Wu Yue to have fun in the red street and drink all night. He has visited all the famous taverns and spring houses in Xila City. He behaves like a tourist who has discovered a "new world" in a foreign country. These actions are naturally passed on to the church through the butler.

As a result, Wu Yue didn't even need to explain himself, and the other party gave the reason for the change in voice.

"By the way, where is Miss Taksis, will she be present today?" Wu Yue asked according to the scenario he had rehearsed in advance, "I haven't seen her these days."

Mentioning Taksis, Sadaro paused for a moment, "She has a mission, so I'm afraid she won't be able to attend the ceremony. As you know, the church has encountered some troubles recently, and people are needed everywhere to deal with it. This is why I couldn't spare time to arrange a meeting with you before."

"That's a pity." Wu Yue pretended to regret.

"Indeed. But after the God's Ceremony, I think everything will be fine, and you will have a chance to see her then." After saying that, Sadaro nodded to everyone, "Welcome to the Central Church of Shira, and then please enjoy this grand ceremony."

After the head of the trial group left, Wu Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss Oaken, am I behaving like Lord Xia?"

"Not bad," Olena replied, "The main difference with Xia Fan is in the details, such as the placement of hands and feet. If it were Li, he would be able to tell the real from the fake at a glance, but it's enough to deal with the church people, at least it's no problem to be an ambassador."

"Really?" Wu Yue said admiringly, "Miss Oaken observed Lord Xia very carefully, I thought I had paid enough attention to these little movements."

"What do you mean by careful observation - I just have a good memory!" Olena raised her eyebrows, "Listen carefully, you don't have to report these words to Xia Fan afterwards, understand?"

Wu Yue was a little confused for a moment. In his opinion, there was no need to report such a small matter, but considering that the other party was the general director of this operation, he decided to follow suit.

"Yes... I know."

Olina cast her eyes to the square below, where Oren Oaken was sitting on the stone steps closest to the edge of the square. In addition to him, there were dozens of children of similar age lined up in a row. They were all wearing light blue believer robes, waiting for the start of the God's selection with great interest.

According to the arrangement of the church, when the sun god Hera descended, the Pope would first bless the capital of Hera under the prayer of His Holiness, and then select three or four suitable sons of the Holy Spirit from the children, and baptize the Holy Sons at the peak of the noon sun, giving them the power to purify all evil spirits.

Being chosen as the earthly representative of the gods was absolutely the supreme honor in the past. If Oren was chosen, not to mention that the tuition fees could be paid by the church, a large group of believers would probably come to Valon Territory to contribute to the revitalization of the Okan family.

Such a good thing Olena had never dared to dream of before.

But now she prayed secretly in her heart, hoping that the gods would not choose her brother.

When did this change in mood begin?

It probably happened after she witnessed the construction of Jinxia City and lost her divine power... Olena thought to herself. Even if someone is willing to pay the tuition and help them revive the family, it has nothing to do with the Okan lineage. They value the name of the god. When the god no longer favors Oren one day, all of this will disappear like smoke, just like the magic she obtained.

Jinxia City is not comparable to the capital of Xila in terms of grandeur and prosperity, but it has an incomparable vitality. Everyone is busy building their own city, and the speed of change is beyond her imagination. Maybe in less than ten years, Jinxia will surpass Xila - more importantly, it is built up bit by bit by everyone's hard work, and has nothing to do with whether there are gods.

"Are gods really necessary?"

Xia Fan's words always linger in her mind.

Now Olena has the answer.

She wants to take her brother back to the East, want to taste the scallion noodles made by Miss Frost and Snow again, and want Oren and Xintao to make friends.

Even if there are no gods, they can create the future with their own hands.

...

"The time is up, you go in."

Without honorifics or honorifics, the guide of the Canon Law Department pointed to the long-sealed door and said coldly. The others also stared at her in silence, as if the person who was about to enter the stone tower was not a challenger, but a sinner.

They probably hoped to die in the tower.

Takhisis thought.

After all, in the eyes of the Canon Law Department, she had "blasphemed" the supreme goddess Hera.

She raised her head, and the half-tilted tower stood in front of her like a long staircase to heaven. This was the second time Takhisis had admired the rumored "God-made Tower" up close. At this moment, she suddenly realized that its height was obviously more than half a meter higher than the spire of the cathedral. Why did she rarely notice the existence of the stone tower when she was in the city?

This Dragon Tower seemed to have an incredible magic. Only when you deliberately approach it will it become so eye-catching, as if the shadow that only existed in memory has become reality.