Ride and Cut

"Excuse me, what do you think of the gods?" Vera stared at Richard with scorching eyes.

"To be honest, I don't believe that there are gods in this world at all." Lord Lord tapped the table top with his fingertips, his tone of disdain was unconsciously, "If there is even one who has seen a **** or miracle. No one can find it, and I really don’t know what I need to admit."

Before today, if he dares to preach atheism, no country can tolerate him, and the rest of his life will be spent in endless pursuits and killings by the inquisitions, until the blasphemy is washed away with life and blood.

But now that he is in the new world and the Pope is far away, it doesn't matter. Although there is a nun from the Holy Light Church in front of her, she really wants to stand up, one side is strong and the other side is weak, who will judge and who will be as obvious as the lice on the top of the bald head.

But the facts have once again proved that it is undoubtedly very stupid to speculate on people from a preset position, because Vera's response was far beyond Richard's previous expectations.

"Yes, you are right. God has never come to the world, never. So even as a holy nun, sometimes I will inevitably flash a terrible thought in my heart-does the Holy Light really exist? On the hard-to-see sky, are there really gods looking down on the earth? Are there really angels accepting souls?"

"Oh." The lord really didn't expect that he would encounter a rebellious nun, but he nodded in recognition, "It's a good thing that you can have this kind of questioning thoughts."

"I completely believe in the Holy Light God." Bernard took out the Holy Light Cross from his collar and stuck it on his forehead. "But I can understand your doubts. After all, the world is always easier to believe what I see with my own eyes. But I Still have to say, this kind of thinking is a bit too superficial."

"But you also have to admit that God's existence has always been very vague, right."

"That's for sure." Richard thought that if the gods hadn't shown up all the time, there would be no need to fight such religious wars between the three countries. Directly on the two sides, the lower realm of the main gods will fight, whoever wins and preaching will not be over.

Bernard didn't say a word for a while, and after all, he couldn't refute, so he nodded unwillingly.

"But Tiger Spirit believes that'God's approval' is a condition for opening the passage to the other side. To them, the existence of God does not seem to be vague, but very specific." Vera said more and more excited, and took a deep breath to try to make it. Calm down by myself, but unfortunately it has little effect.

"Maybe in this new world, the gods have indeed revealed traces, not just legends! It is precisely because the tiger spirits have seen or even contacted the gods that they are so sure!"

"Oh, that's why." The lord stretched out his little finger and dug out his ears boredly.

"Maybe here, we can explore the traces of the existence of the Holy Light God!"

Richard laughed blankly after listening.

Vera had previously questioned the existence of God, and he was quite relieved, and he felt that I was not alone. After I didn't want to question, I didn't give up at all, but tried to find God, not knowing whether it was pious or stupid.

"Wake up, even if there is a god, it is not necessarily your Holy Light God. In case the last found is the Ice and Snow Goddess, the fun is great, you are the ancient sinner of the Holy Light Church." Lord Lord said.

"But the true **** is the only one!" Vera did not back down.

"Come on, those who claim to be gods are not necessarily true gods." Richard sneered disdainfully.

"Your arrogance will hurt you one day."

Vera shook her head, leaving a look of infinite regret when she left. Perhaps the lost lamb, Lord Alpine Fortress, seemed particularly incurable to her.

And Bernard hesitated for a while, suddenly yawned very grandiosely, and got up and went back to the room while muttering.

So Richard himself was the only one left in the yard, watching the moon face each other and forming three people. He bought a barrel of ale and drank it for two rounds alone, vaguely remembering what he was going to do just now, but he couldn't remember.

"What am I doing just now?" Lord Lord scratched his scalp, expecting the moon to give him an answer.

"bath."

Long Jing was kept in his pocket by Richard, and a translucent blue dragon soul slowly floated out.

"Forget it, don't wash it." Richard

"Dear Lord Baron," Thutmose roamed greedily in the moonlight, enjoying the comfortable shades, "I wonder if you have discovered that the so-called tiger spirit seems to be a kind of beast spirit."

"Nonsense, I'm not a fool, of course I saw it a long time ago." Richard rolled his eyes, "Just say what you want to say, don't leave half the words to grind!"

"My lord, I'm wondering if there is such a possibility-after the defeat of the elven empire, the beast elves and the pure blood elves escape to this world through the space rift to continue to multiply, and the **** in the mouth of the beast elves is likely to be the upper elf royal family. "Thutmose said cautiously.

"Sounds interesting, why do you say that?" Richard held his chin interested.

"The beast elves obviously have good elemental talents, but they don’t know how to magic. It is probably the result of the high-level elves deliberately blocking knowledge. In this way, those high-level elves with superior strength are no different from the gods for ordinary people. It’s not uncommon to be given generations of uninterrupted enslavement education, and be worshipped as gods by beast elves, after all, they don’t look too smart."

"Impossible." Lord Lord categorically rejected. Seeing that Thutmose didn't quite understand him, he said patiently: "Notice that they have the custom of cutting their ears? Just because of this, I would dare to say what was in the mouth of the beast elves. God can never be a high-level elf."

"Just imagine, if they regard the upper elves as gods, how can they dislike their ears that are exactly the same as those of the elves? This is completely illogical. You have not seen the conditions of the Tiger Spirit Tribe. It is very simple. Cutting the ears is not a joke. The wounds are infected. But maybe it's going to be dead~www.readwn.com~ Seeing Thutmose nodded stupidly, as if he didn't understand.

Lord Lord rolled his eyes, and after all he was impatient and explained two more sentences: "The beast elves broke with the pureblood elves in all likelihood, so he set up another stove for himself called the spirit of beasts."

"Why... why?" Thutmose suddenly found that this muscular little country lord seemed not as foolish as he thought.

"Just remember one sentence--" Richard picked up the barrel with one hand, raised his head and filled his breath, wiped his mouth and said: "No matter how close an ethnic group was before, once the facts are split, they will inevitably try their best The aspect remains independent, which is the commonality of all intelligent lives."

Thutmose nodded ignorantly, actually at a loss.

"They call themselves wild spirits, and by cutting off their sharp ears, they are obviously trying to get rid of the spirit of the elves. We know that tiger spirits are not the spirits of beasts, and they know it in the upper echelons, but they know that they will still know. So called."

Thutmose's small eyes rolled around in his sockets, and he didn't know what he was thinking.