I, God Lord, recruit witches to make money

Chapter 301 The Maiden and the God
The sliding door of the living room was open, welcoming the warm wind warmed by the sunshine in the April afternoon. The wind blew the long golden hair of the girl behind the low table. She sat there and looked outside from time to time.

Thinking in my heart.

Regarding the issue between the Komori sisters and the Spring God Sect, she held up the cold juice in her hand and took a sip.

On the other side of the table, Miyo Kiryuin is playing tiger-pounce with Caesar. You bite me and I bite you.

She really knows how to bite, is not afraid of getting dirty, and can also play with hugs and throws. She is obviously playing with animals, but she never lets go.

Every time he finished torturing Caesar, he let him come to his master to comfort him when he was wronged, and then he continued to play happily with Miya from Ghost Dragon Academy.

Caesar is both good and fun-loving.

The thumping sound and crisp laughter seem to bring people into that hot summer ahead of time.

The environment where Oniryu-in is located is often associated with enthusiasm, which is reminiscent of the summer in June.

Then I thought that it was the early summer festival again.

Will there still be that many people this year?

Kannagi Rin's thoughts spread outside. He felt a sense of urgency in the turbulent times, and he was very willing to compete with the rising stars.

As long as you continue to grow stronger, no matter how large the number of people or the environment, you can stand out.

She thinks so.

"Roar!" Two heads, one big and one small, suddenly roared in front of them.

Kannagi Rin calmly put down the cup and said calmly: "What are you doing?"

Caesar shrank the tiger's head, and the beauty of the Ghost Dragon Academy held its neck with one arm to prevent him from being scared. He smiled and said, "Did you get scared?"

"No, I'm always up for a challenge."

Kannagi Rin's answer was vaguely proud, with his head raised slightly and his amber eyes showing a bit of disdain.

"Liar, I saw that you were so scared that you clenched the cup with both hands and almost spilled the juice."

"That's an illusion caused by your wandering head." Kannagi Rin didn't want to admit the fact that he was startled by the other party when he was thinking about something.

While they were arguing, Caesar smelled the familiar smell and moved his head outside.

The two girls stopped arguing and turned to look outside the living room.

The pond was sparkling in the sunlight, and the white stone stood outside the corridor. Next to them were the Komori sisters with somewhat red eyes.

Looking at Komori Aoi's clear eyes, Oniryuin Mizu smiled and said loudly: "Oh, Komori Aoi, are your eyes, hands and feet okay?"

"Well, Kiryuin, you are indeed so beautiful."

Komori Aoi responded to her enthusiasm with a smile, then turned to Kannagi Rin, her smile became even sweeter, "Kannagi is the same, she looks so gorgeous, she deserves to be a eldest lady."

"Of course." Kannagi Rin said with a straight face, and then showed a smile as clear as the Arctic sea, "I want to celebrate today."

"Go to the hotel! Eat a big meal!"

The beauty of Oniryuin raised her arms and shouted, and when Caesar heard the food, he also roared in response, looking very excited.

"Well, let's go out for a big meal."

Shiraishi did not object to her suggestion. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Fujiwara Ryugen to wrap up the affairs of the Spring God Sect.

Let’s celebrate this happy event.

……

Ding.

The screen of the mobile phone placed on the desk lit up. Fujiwara Ryusen glanced at it, unlocked it, and quickly replied to the emoji he received.

A relaxed smile appeared on his face.

With this shot, everything becomes extra worry-free.

But too much reliance may cause unnecessary trouble.

Try not to disturb that person's life in the future.

Fujiwara Ryugen's mind was spinning with these thoughts.

The door of the office opened silently, and the miko walked into the room holding the daily expenditure documents of Ise Shrine. Seeing his rippling smile, she said expressionlessly: "Please don't chat with those women in the bar during working hours."

"Uao-chan, that's too much. My uncle is serious about resolving major issues at Ise Shrine."

Fujiwara Ryugen apologized for himself, turned the phone screen to her, and said seriously: "If you don't believe it, look at the time when the message was sent. It was just now. I was dealing with official business in the Saga Sealed Zone."

Fujiwara Yuo's beautiful oval face flashed with surprise and said: "The Spring God Sect has been completely wiped out?"

The collapse of the organization that had been entrenched in Japan for thousands of years made it difficult for her to conceal her shock. When she looked at the name of the message, everything seemed reasonable again.

As for that person, it's not surprising that he could do such a thing.

Her expression returned to indifference.

"This is the daily expense of Ise Shrine. Please review it, the priest."

"Rather than this, Uo-chan should apologize to uncle."

Fujiwara Ryusei suppressed the information. He could not suffer injustice and had to clear his name.

"I'm sorry." Fujiwara Yuo apologized. Even if he had been caught chatting and flirting with someone in the bar more than a dozen times before, if he misunderstood once, he needed to apologize.

This is also a fact of course.

She bowed, turned and walked outside, thinking about the three shrine maidens at Nohara Shrine. She had to intensify her training and could not be left too far behind.

Seeing her leaving, Fujiwara Ryusei put away the proud smile on his face, moved the documents about daily expenses, stared at the documents about France, and murmured: "Joan of Arc..."

Someone recently submitted a proposal to the Roundtable of the City of Auroville, which is to condemn Joan of Arc.

The artificial god's plan is too crazy.

If uncontrollable factors occur, humanity will face another disaster.

This proposal was not unanimously approved. 60.00% of people opposed it, believing that the proposal violated the freedom of extraordinary people to pursue magic.

According to past rules, as long as the research on magic does not involve violations of humanity, no magic should interfere.

Joan of Arc's god-making magic doesn't seem to be against humanity, it simply intercepts the power of people's faith.

The proposal was accordingly dismissed.

But Fujiwara Tatsuki felt that the worries mentioned in the proposal did exist.

However, there is indeed nothing wrong with the above objections.

"I hope I'm over-hearted."

Fujiwara Ryusei murmured, put the proposal aside, and continued the work of Ise Shrine.

……

Paris France.

Believers from all over the world flock to this city, which has been hailed as the fashion capital in various movies and novels.

In this increasingly turbulent world, believers can only seek some solace in their faith in God.

People gather in the square.

No one specifically unified the voices of prayer, but they were uncannily synchronized.

Ten thousand people are like one person praying.

Outside the square, people who should be working continue to run for their lives, not affected by the praying crowd at all, thinking about today's work or what they should do tomorrow.

There are also some people who shoot short videos there and upload them to YouTube and Douyin to gain traffic and attention.

Some bloggers who want to gain attention have unique views on such behavior, such as disturbing people, affecting traffic order, etc.

Some people scolded him, and naturally some people supported the blogger's statement.

Even eating shit online can cause netizens to have different opinions.

In a hotel some distance away, a woman with blond curly hair leaned on the balcony guardrail, holding a telescope and watching the scene in the square. The beauty mark on the corner of her mouth moved with a smile, "Pious faith is really a terrifying power."

"If you have faith, I remember that some magic can be cast through the faith of others. However, due to the need to cultivate believers, they were eventually abandoned by the extraordinary ones."

Adolf with long burgundy hair walked to the balcony carrying desserts, suddenly bringing the climate here back to early March.

It's not cold, but like the air after the rain in March, it has a slight coolness, which can refresh people's spirits when inhaled.

Her voice is just so sweet.

"Well, if you create gods with faith, Ise Shrine also has similar sacrifices to the gods, but the momentum is so huge, and it is the first time in the history of the extraordinary that they even want to establish the kingdom of God."

Gao Liujing answered with a smile.

They were here because of the roundtable proposal. The condemnation proposal was rejected, but the surveillance proposal passed smoothly.

This is the first case in the history of mankind to create a god, and it may be close to success. Everyone wants to grasp the relevant information as soon as possible.

Maybe it will come in handy in the future.

"For the first time in history, the recent firsts are really getting more and more frequent."

Adolfo complained about this fact in a calm tone and scooped up the mango pudding into his mouth.

Gao Liujing tilted her head and said, "What about my share?"

"Why did you get the illusion that I was helping you get dessert?"

Adolf also tilted her head, wondering where she got her confidence.

"What a cold partner. He can't be warm to me sometimes."

Of course Gao Liujing knew that the woman in front of her would not take it for herself, but she just liked to say that and make the other party feel troubled.

A little bit can make her enjoy it.

She walked to the living room, took out a box of ice cream from the refrigerator, sat casually on the sofa, opened the lid and said, "What do you think God is like?"

"I don't know, I never believe in that."

Adolf replied casually.

As an extraordinary person, she never believed in gods, demons or anything else. She always only believed in the magical weapons in her hands.

That's what keeps her safe.

Gao Liujing narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "I'm rather curious about what God looks like."

"You want to go in and have a look?"

"Adolf-chan knows me very well."

"The order above is to monitor outside. It doesn't say to sneak in. I won't accompany you to do unnecessary things."

Adolf emphasized this point. She and Gao Liujing cooperated in missions based on their own sense of responsibility for the work, rather than any deep friendship between them.

For things other than orders, she will never take risks with Gao Liujing.

Gao Liujing did not expect her to accompany him on the adventure, and narrowed his blue eyes slightly: "Can you tell a story?"

"of course."

Adolf replied in a decisive tone.

"let it go."

Gao Liujing shrugged, not giving up in her heart. It would be better to say that her onmyoji had been activated on the balcony, and she was just saying it now to tease Adolf.

She never wanted to ask for his opinion.

The painted baubles followed the air, flew over the square where tens of thousands of people were sitting and praying, and approached the entrance of Notre Dame de Paris.

When he was about to enter, poof, the gadget was pierced by a beam of light so tiny that it was invisible, and a bit of ink evaporated into the air and dissipated.

Gao Liujing's vision darkened, and she smiled and said, "It's really dangerous."

"?"

Adolf glanced at her, not knowing why she suddenly said danger, so she remained silent.

Silently eating mango pudding.

Well, delicious.

……

Inside Notre Dame Cathedral.

The suspended boy in the church has become a young man, bigger than before, and the world embraced in his arms becomes clearer.

Scenes flashed by, not to mention green mountains and green waters, even animals representing life appeared in that world.

The world and God have all become perfect, but they have not opened their eyes for a long time, as if they still want to wait.

The blond girl wearing gorgeous silver armor raised her head and stared at the created god. She did not pray as usual, and her face was very cold.

"Captain."

A soft shout rang out, and Tixi approached in small steps and reported: "Someone tried to control a magical creature to break into the Notre Dame Cathedral, and was eliminated at the door by the magic barrier."

She didn't lower her head, and her eyes quietly looked at the leader's expression.

It gradually changes from indifference to calmness, and it seems that the soul that has been sucked away returns to the body.

Joan of Arc said: "Well, the situation is stabilizing faster than imagined, but it doesn't matter, the birth of God cannot be delayed, and no one can stop it.

He will wake up soon. "

"We never doubted that, it was just, are you okay?"

Tixi bit her lip and plucked up the courage to ask this question.

As the personal bodyguard of the head of the Holy Knights, she has always been concerned about Joan's living habits and health.

In her eyes, the recent head of Joan of Arc is getting more and more wrong, and the number of prayers has changed from uninterrupted to rarely seen once.

He always looks at the god who is about to be born with a worryingly indifferent expression.

Like a doll.

She is not the only one who has this view, some members of the Holy Knights also have similar views.

Everyone was worried whether there was something wrong with the god-creating spell, which would backfire on the caster, Captain Joan of Arc.

"What's wrong with me?"

Jeanne turned her head, a puzzled look flashed in her eyes.

Tixi thought for a while and then said bravely: "I haven't seen you praying recently. You always look at God in a daze. Everyone is worried about your mental state."

"It's okay." Joan of Arc shook her head and explained to her: "I am just implanting my will into the mind of God, so that He who has not yet opened his eyes will have the ability to distinguish right from wrong, and know how to protect human believers.

It will be fine after a while. "

At this point, Jeanne seemed a little tired and waved her hand: "If you have nothing else to do, you can go down.

There is no need to report one by one for small things like someone breaking in. "

"Yes, please take care."

Tixi replied in a low voice, the worry in her eyes did not diminish, but she stopped persuading and turned around to walk out of the church.

When she reached the door, Tixi couldn't help but stop and turned back quietly. The stone pillars supported the dome high, and the sunlight fell on the girl's face through the colorful stained glass.

The dull expression was also shrouded in a hint of holiness.

Too ethereal.

Tixi couldn't feel any sacred feeling in her heart, she only felt a little scared.

Shaking her head, Tixi shook those distracting thoughts out of her mind. She must have been thinking too much.

There will be no problem.

Tissy stepped out of the door and closed the tall door little by little, and the girl and the god were no longer in sight.

(End of this chapter)