Chapter 2415 The Noble High Priest

Looking at the three little lolita shaking into a ball, I completely don’t understand why they are frozen like bears and still look happy. Is eating ice cream in a competition really so fun?

Three little lolita? Don’t you have four at home? Why are there only three trembling in a ball? Where's the other one? Where is she? Why aren't you shaking? Didn't you participate in the ice cream eating contest?

I guess some people may ask the above questions.

In fact, this question is easy to answer, because the participants in the ice cream eating competition were all the little lolita from the Fearless Guild, that is, Remi, Lily, Lizzy, and Princess Analetta all participated, and the number of ice cream they ate was almost If they are on par, then the question is, why are there only three little lolita shaking non-stop? Who is the rest?

Hum hum, I think someone has already guessed the answer, yes, the remaining little lolita is none other than Li Zi!

It's not that Li Zi is very cold-resistant. Although her bloodline is that of an ancient fairy, she has not yet awakened, and her body is no different from that of ordinary humans. Therefore, attribute bonuses such as cold resistance and frost resistance are completely ineffective.

Since her constitution is not cold-resistant, why is she not afraid of the cold?

This is entirely due to the 'muse' of the ancient elves hidden in her body.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the moment Lizzy opens her mouth to bite the ice cream, a faint blue light will flash in her mouth, and it will disappear in an instant. That blue light is emitted by Bingnaisi.

In short, this ice cream eating competition is completely a confrontation between Bingnes and the other three little lolita.

Let them compete with ice elves to eat ice cream. Isn't this a joke?

However, despite the fact that the three little lolita were shaking as if they were electrified, their eyes still showed determination, unwillingness to admit defeat, and the light of never being discouraged!

What a noble spirit this is!

If this energy were used to do business, these three little lolita would have been firmly in the top three among the young adventurers of Zephyr Continent!

So nature is impermanent. Well, right now, to them, the top student is like a younger brother, and the champion of the ice cream eating contest is the coveted throne.

Forget it, let them do whatever they want, as long as they don't get a bad stomach.

I was too lazy to take care of them before, and I am even more lazy to take care of them now. As long as they are on the right path in life, let alone such a trivial matter, even if I demolish the Elf Palace, I will rebuild it without saying a word. A new one.

In the words of Yura who often criticizes me: You are too protective of your shortcomings and are too accustomed to your shortcomings. This is a disease that needs to be cured!

She was right, this was indeed an illness, but I was too sick and was already terminally ill.

Princess Analita stared at the little princess Analita, whose face was turning blue from the cold, but still stuffing ice cream into her mouth vigorously, and finally couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh.

Maybe she was lamenting that her sister was acting like a fool, turning into a bear, stuffing ice cream into her mouth, fearing that she would drift away on the road to death.

Or maybe she was lamenting that she was getting old and couldn't understand her sister's sordid and happy attitude towards life, and felt helpless and sad about the ruthless passage of time.

After adjusting her mood a little, she turned the topic back to the Zephyr Tournament, but this time, she didn't ask me a question, but to Celia, who was sitting quietly aside, biting her ice cream.

This girl has been very quiet since she entered my house. She behaves dignifiedly when eating and doing things. She is simply a lady among ladies, a socialite among ladies, and is on par with the most dignified Princess Aurora. .

This makes women like Princess Analita feel deeply ashamed, and even wish they could go back to the furnace and recreate it. Of course, they would be more willing to remake Celia, but obviously, the latter will not work, and they cannot be cruel to the former. I couldn't make up my mind, so I could only continue to live with a feeling of shame.

As the saying goes, if you have too many debts, don’t worry about them; if you have too many lice, don’t bite them.

Soon, they got used to the feeling of shame, and used their thick skin to overcome the last trace of conscience in their hearts, so they became happy and natural again.

For example, Princess Analita, at the moment, can cross her legs and eat ice cream without any image while talking to Celia, the model of lady, naturally, and never show the slightest bit of shame.

This is a kind of artistic conception. To achieve this artistic conception, one needs to be thicker than Nanshan. Unfortunately, all of my fiancées have already reached this artistic conception. Some of the best among them have already surpassed this artistic conception and successfully reached it. A new realm that has never been seen before or since.

This realm is so high that I cannot even reach it.

"Celia, I heard that you are a descendant of the orc tribe's high priest?"

Princess Analita asked vaguely as she crunched the ice cubes mixed in the ice cream.

"Yes."

Celia carefully swallowed the ice cream in her mouth before answering seriously.

"Then can you also be a prophet like the high priest of the orc tribe?"

Princess Analita bit one end of the ice cream and said with bright eyes.

Celia shook her head: "I can't do it."

"What? You can't do it?" Princess Analita looked surprised: "You said you can't predict the future?"

"Yes" Celia nodded: "I can't do it, please forgive me."

"Well, well, if you can't do it, you can't do it. Saying you're sorry is too much, especially if you add the word 'please' in front of it, it's as if I'm bullying you."

Princess Analita waved her hands and sighed: "But to be honest, I am surprised. Since you are the descendant of the orc tribe's high priest, why can't you predict the future like her old man?"

"I am not a blood descendant of the high priest." Celia's voice was clear and her expression was serious: "I am an orphan adopted by the high priest."

"Ah? That's it." Princess Analita sighed, a little disappointed and said: "So, you don't have the ability to predict the future?"

"Yes" Celia nodded: "I didn't."

"She has." I intervened and said, "It's just because the bloodline power has not yet awakened. It is currently in a latent state. When it awakens one day, she will be able to predict the future."

"Also, the high priest of the orcs cannot predict the future casually. She needs a medium, a medium that can guide the magic of prophecy. If she loses the medium, she will be just an ordinary old woman with a huge magic value."

"One more thing." Cagalli threw the ice cream stick in her hand casually: "The orc tribe's high priest has no descendants. People in that position, regardless of gender, are not allowed to get married, or even lose their virginity."

"Then don't they just want to reproduce and not have offspring?" Princess Analita frowned.

"The High Priest is the lofty position that all human beings dream of. It symbolizes truth, the future, and the leader of the human world. Compared with the lofty position of the High Priest, what is it if it cannot reproduce future generations?"

When she said this, Cagalli looked dignified.

Princess Analita snorted disdainfully: "If you were qualified, would you be the high priest?"

"Don't do it!" Cagalli said firmly.