Chapter 133: Fame Grows, Accompanying the Dusk

As the rumors of "the arrival of the true god Aponia" spread more and more widely, became more "true", became more "perfect", and became more outrageous, Alans XIX, who had already learned the news in the imperial capital, The Emperor excitedly slapped the table and announced that the territory of "Tunel" would be renamed "Saint Tournel" from now on, and ordered the craftsmen and knights of the empire to set out immediately to build a sacred and magnificent building in the territory of Saint Tournel. The cathedral, and a more sacred and magnificent statue of Aponia, but no one should offend or disturb the purity of Aponia.

Not only that, he also shamelessly gave himself two titles: "Saint" and "Follower of Aponia".

It didn't take long for an unknown viscounty to become famous all over the world. It annexed the marquisdom, earldom, viscounty, and barony under Ash's name, and transformed into the Duchy of Saint-Tunel.

In fact, Alan XIX didn't believe the rumors of "Aponia's arrival" at all. The thing he didn't believe the most was the rumors. Rumors could really turn a thunderstorm into a descending disaster. Countless, countless golden thunders.

Even though he had secretly sent someone to ask the knights under Marquis Ashius and got more detailed information, he still didn't believe it because people can lie.

For the sake of his own "glory", he would even choose to lie.

Without witnessing the "miracle" of the golden thunder with one's own eyes, it is indeed difficult for people to believe it just by hearing about it, but this does not prevent Alan XIX from publicizing the matter.

After all, Aponia came to the territory of his empire and during his reign. Even if things are false, they must become true. This was of great benefit to him and the empire.

If the "rumors" coming in the future are exposed and the false identity of "Aponia" is seen through, then the empire can also declare to the outside world that the true god Aponia has returned to the divine world, and the liar who pretends to be a god deserves to die!

It is precisely because of this that Alan XIX ordered that no one should disturb the purity of Aponnia, and only worship in remote places was allowed.

This is to prevent things from being exposed and the fake Aponya's identity being exposed.

Like Alan XIX, who also did not believe the "rumors" was the "neighbor" of the Duchy of Saint-Tunel, the king of the Kingdom of Brunier.

When he heard the rumors, he decisively ordered a hundred thousand troops to attack Saint-Tunel, capture the evil witch who dared to impersonate Aponia, and burned her to death, using the flames to purify her sins.

Of course, this was the purpose declared to the outside world, and his real purpose was to attack and plunder the wealth in the southeastern part of the Alans Empire.

In this world bubble, similar wars are very frequent. For resources and to survive, humans can kill their own kind without mercy.

When King Brunier III learned that his old rival, Marquis Ashio, was killed by his knights, he almost smiled crookedly.

Ash is dead, and the southeastern border of the Arans Empire is still not allowed to be plundered by him? Who can stop him?

How stupid a knight must be to listen to the witch's slander and kill his lord?

How stupid does one have to be to be killed by his own men?

Brunier III, who thought he was very smart, turned into crying before he laughed for a long time.

A month later, as soon as the 100,000-strong army arrived at the border between the kingdom and the empire, they were captured by a man. It was said that they were captured by an envoy of Aponia.

No one was injured, but all were captured, including the men and their horses, and not one of them escaped.

According to legend, when the huge golden cross fell from the sky, no one could move.

The miserable Brunier III was brave enough to do it. When he learned the news, he immediately announced his abdication, passed the throne to his eldest son, and then led his troops to Saint-Tunel, but this time the purpose was not In order to attack, he tried to follow Aponya's side, trying to exchange himself for the kingdom's 100,000 troops.

However, things didn't work out as he wished. Brunier III wanted nothing to do with him. When he came to Saint-Tunel, Karen bluntly told him that a coward who abandoned his kingdom was not qualified to follow Aponia. , his life alone is far less than that of a hundred thousand people.

After losing his army and his throne, Brunier III became the laughing stock of people now and in the future.

This incident naturally alarmed Alans 19th. This time, even he felt that Apponia might have really arrived. The facts were in front of them and people could not believe it. After all, they were 100,000 soldiers! Who can easily capture a hundred thousand troops by himself? Is there still a deserter left? No human or animal casualties? It’s incredible! What a "miracle"!

Even if she is really not Aponia, she is definitely a being that the empire cannot afford to offend. The divine envoy under her is not something that the empire can afford to offend. If this kind of existence says that she is Aponia, then she is Apo Nia, her word is the truth.

Therefore, after thinking for only one night, Alan XIX decided to go to Saint-Tunel in person to pay homage to Aponia.

However, when he had just made this decision, another news came out in the territory of Saint Tunel. Aponia was preparing to leave for the "Holy Land", Saint Gemius, and all the precepts that wanted to worship the gods Believers can go there in advance to wait for Aponia's arrival.

After Alans 19 learned the news, his intestines almost turned green. Why did the great Aponia leave?

He felt that it was probably his previous attitude that caused Aponya's dissatisfaction.

But there was nothing he could do about it, he could only try to make up for it.

repair.

He also sent a group of outstanding craftsmen to the territory of Saint-Tunel to further repair the facilities there.

The envoys under Aponia did not accept bribes, which he knew when he sent people to contact them before.

He himself also decided to go to Saint-Tunel to pay homage to the unfinished statue of Apponia that he had ordered people to build before, hoping to regain Apponia's "heart" with this pious act.

Don't leave, okay?

Unfortunately, the bamboo basket was in vain. A week later, Apponia still led her angels and left Saint-Tunel.

Apponia's travel splendor is naturally very grand.

Wherever she went, deer and birds sang in harmony, jackals, tigers, leopards, rabbits, cattle, sheep and horses lived in harmony; the roads she walked were full of flowers and butterflies flying...

Monkeys and orangutans will come forward and offer delicious local wild fruits; jackdaws and crows will also carry jewels or minerals or dew-filled leaves as gifts to the gods...

In areas with arid climate, sweet rain will fall; in areas with continuous rain, the sky will automatically clear up; in desert areas, oases will appear...

Along the way, there were "miracles" that shocked the whole world.

A "miracle" may be fake, it may be a "trick", but with so many "miracles" in front of everyone, it's impossible for them to be fake, right?

It seems that Aponia has really arrived.

In the evening, the sunset glow turned half of the sky red, but the sun withdrew its dazzling light.

After a tiring day, Aponya and others chose to stop and set up camp next to a quiet and clear lake, preparing to spend a quiet and beautiful night.

Against the backdrop of the setting sun, the lake surface dyed red by the setting sun sparkled, losing a touch of sapphire-like coldness and adding a touch of charm and tenderness.

The big fish living in the lake, under the control of Aponya, suddenly had problems with their thoughts and instincts. One by one they couldn't wait to jump out of the lake and onto the shore, seemingly wanting to selflessly dedicate their plump bodies. , for the great gods to enjoy and taste.

More than a hundred meters away, a group of "followers" composed of ordinary believers saw this scene and instantly burst into cheers. They saw a "miracle" again.

Praise Lord Aponya! Praise the selfless fish in the lake!

This group of people is naturally the believers who came after hearing the news and voluntarily followed Aponia. Although they did not dare to approach or offend, they were very interested in the "oracle" and the correct "dogma", "teaching", and "doctrine"... ...very fanatical and pious, wanting to hear every word of "truth" from Aponnia as soon as possible.

Of course, among them, there are also people who do not believe in evil and want to expose Aponya's false identity. However, after following for so long and seeing so many "miracles", all those who do not believe believe in it, and those who are not believers have become Believers, and the most devout kind.

The person responsible for communicating with the believers is Siren's "god envoy". Siren took the initiative to take over this task. This child just likes to put on airs in front of others.

In order not to let people see the "miraculous" that Master Aponya worked so hard to show, Siren also specially gave several magical telescopes to her followers.

And those ordinary telescopes are naturally regarded as "holy weapons" and "artifacts".

All the deeds of Aponya and others along the way were recorded and described in detail by this group of followers, and sung to the outside world.

All the teachings and dogmas of the Discipline sect that Aponnia has compiled so far were not thought up by her alone. Instead, they were carefully considered and deliberated with Kallen, Rita and others before they were conveyed to the believers one by one, with special caution.

Knowledge and "truth" that are correct and beneficial to the development of human civilization may not be suitable for people in this world, so they need to be discussed together.

For example, now Aponia is telling people that the nobility and slave classes should be abolished, then the world will definitely be in chaos. Even if they are successfully abolished, the cost and pain will be unimaginable. Maybe civilization will "regress" for a period of time. time.

Some things cannot be solved by force. People's minds have not yet awakened, there are few resources available, and productivity is still so low. Things that are too advanced will only bring disaster and pain.

Sometimes, some things require decisiveness, shock, and "blood", but some things also need to be done step by step, depending on the specific situation.

Behind the tent, in front of the fire, a location where people will not find or observe you.

Bronya sat cross-legged on the grass, grinning and rubbing her calves and inner thighs, very unladylike.

Even if you are riding a horse, traveling long distances is a very strenuous task. Not to mention whether you can bear the bumps, whether your small body bones will be "fallen apart" by the jolts, and whether your calves, inner thighs and buttocks will be injured when riding a horse. A very normal thing.

Sigh...it's better to drive. The horse runs too slowly and has too many other disadvantages. It cannot satisfy and fill Bronya's psychological needs.

Not far away, after Xi'er handed over her beloved, thin, docile white mare to Lord Kallen, she walked towards where Sister Bronya was.

There are many things that Karen needs to be responsible for. Taking care of and caring for horses is also one of her responsibilities, and she understands these things better.

"What is Sister Bronya thinking about here alone? Is it tonight's dinner?" Xier sat next to Bronya, hugged her legs, and put her chin on her knees.

"Heh, I'm thinking about how to persuade Mr. Aponya to reduce the number of times we install pens. During this period, we have been pretending

There were too many pens, too many times, and I was a little numb. Bronya said nonchalantly, "Moreover, we have to think about how to hold the pen every day, how to make it look natural and not stiff. How many brain cells does this cost us?" "

She picked up a piece of wood and stabbed the fire in front of her hard to make it burn brighter.

"Don't say that word! Sister Bronya, it doesn't sound good."

"Doesn't sound good? Oh, what can I say if you don't say 'pretentious'? Is there any better and more appropriate adjective than this? Huh? Could it be that...pretentious? This word will also work."

"..."

Xi'er was silent, perhaps thinking. After a moment, she said, "We can describe it as... being mysterious."

"You're so out of touch." Bronya waved her hand casually.

Xi'er didn't say anything else. Sister Bronya could talk the way she liked. Anyway, she didn't have any bad intentions.

It can't be changed anyway.

Under the reflection of the firelight, Xi'er's ocean-like eyes looked particularly soft.

"Xier, do you miss your mother?" Bronya suddenly asked.

"Huh? My mother is Mother Aponya!" Xier looked at Bronya with a surprised look.

"Uh... I'm sorry, I was distracted just now. Just pretend you didn't hear me." Bronya scratched the back of her head.

"Sister Bronya, do you miss your mother?"

"Who would miss her?! I don't want to!" Bronya said stubbornly.

Xi'er pursed her lips and smiled without saying anything, as if she could see through the other person's inconsistency.

"Why are you laughing? I really don't miss her." Bronya poked the fire again and continued to explain, "I just want to go back. It's better to be at home, with air conditioning, computer, snacks... I can take a bath every day , the bed is still soft. By the way, it’s been almost a year since we came to this world, right? I haven’t played a video game in this year, and I’m going crazy. It really suffocates me. Today, I rode a horse , when I followed you on the road, all I could think about was the combos in the game."

"Yeah...it's better to be at home." Xi'er clapped her fingers and said, "I also miss Sister Ling, Sister Lin, Sister Ying, and Brother Wutong..."

"Hmm?! Stop, stop, stop! Good guy, do you still miss Brother Wutong? Who is wrong to miss? How can you miss that bad guy?"

"Brother Wutong is a good person, but occasionally he is a little bit bad...a little bit, just a little bit." Xi'er defended Wutong.

"Okay, I still don't know that he is a good person? Don't explain it, but don't mention him either. Mentioning him makes me think of unpleasant things and makes me feel very upset."

"All right."

Thinking of Wutong's smiling face, Bronya felt itchy with hatred, and couldn't help complaining: "You said, what's the point of our experience here? Really, we didn't even tell you about the mission and purpose. We don't know what "passing" and "failed" mean. It's so difficult. Seeing that the people here are living so miserably makes me upset, so I'm really upset. Really, all my life It’s the first time I’ve played such a cheating ‘game’. It’s okay to have no clue. It’s extremely frustrating and tortured. It’s been a long time and I can’t stop playing it! What the hell…”

"Don't say bad words! Sister Bronya." Xi'er interrupted.

Carefully, she stretched out her hand, helped Bronya tidy up her slightly messy hair, and whispered softly: "Actually, I think the so-called experience...well...doesn't necessarily have to have a mission, purpose, or success. And failure. It's part of our lives, isn't it? Part of a valuable experience.

"Perhaps, my brother wants each of us to decide and define for ourselves the 'success' and 'failure' of our lives, and for each of us to set a goal... for what we want to do. .

“Aren’t we doing what we want to do now?

"If my brother gives me a task, a condition for success and failure, then Xi'er doesn't think it's very good, because in that case, I will be... bound by the so-called task?... restricted?

"Well... Anyway, I won't be as happy as I am now, and I won't be able to observe, experience and feel this world and the humans in this world as seriously as I do now. At that time... what I was probably thinking about was how to complete it. Mission accomplished.”

"Are you very happy now?" Bronya raised her eyebrows in a strange tone.

Xi'er nodded: "Well, Xi'er is very happy, because Xi'er is working hard to do what Xi'er wants to do.

“Although I miss the good old days very much, Xier doesn’t hate the slightly bitter life now.

“I saw a lot, felt a lot, and learned a lot.

"I know how humans lived in the past, and I also know how humans lived in a world without Honkai Energy. I also know that humans have 'walked' generation after generation, overcoming numerous difficulties, and there are How difficult it is, how great human beings are.

"Moreover, we have learned how to promote the development of a civilization. Xi'er has the ability and confidence to face and bear the fate of the future of civilization."

"..."

Bronya opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but at this moment, the bell for dinner happened to ring.

"Let's go eat, Sister Bronya." Xi'er stood up, patted her butt, and stretched out her hand to Sister Bronya, who was already hungry.

Bronya swallowed what she was about to say, nodded, raised her hand and held Xier's hand: "Okay."

Xi'er pulled her up.

"Xier, why do I feel that you have lost weight recently?" Bronya tilted her head and suggested, "Would you like to eat less?"

"Ah?! Is there any?" Xi'er looked down at her figure and wondered, "Also, why do you need to eat less when you are thin?"

"What I'm talking about is that the clothes have become thinner, especially the upper part of the top. But I'm not sure. I want to measure and feel it with my own hands, is that okay?" Bronya said seriously.

"No! Sister Bronya can't act like a hooligan! Otherwise, I will go to Aponya's mother to complain!" Xi'er hugged her shoulders, looking wary.

"Hehe~ I was just joking, don't take it seriously."