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The Talia that Zestila worshipped was completely her unilateral fantasy!
And this Talia who seems to be a fictional character, actually exists in the world and meets all the requirements and looks exactly like her!
If this is the image of Talia in the eyes of future generations in the Northern Continent, then doesn't it mean that Talia played by the poet of great love is more in line with the imagination of the demon youth about her artistic image?
On the contrary, Talia herself, this old thing, has been eliminated by the times.
"Zestila, let me ask you, do you think the Talia you imagined has leadership charisma?"
After Lanqi pondered and sorted out the situation, he asked seriously.
"She is the Chosen Demon King!"
Zestira was unusually excited.
“So that’s how it is… So that’s how it is!”
Lanqi clenched his fists and pounded his palms, his eyes gradually brightening as he gained some understanding.
In fact, when it comes to commanding the demons, the first step is to create a cohesive and appealing leader image for the demon princess who has orthodox qualifications.
Lanqi finally understood why his dream of rebuilding Purgatory Corridor Academy seemed to be stuck and he couldn't move forward.
It turns out that we should just optimize Taliyah first.
She is the most unnecessary person in the starting job!
After he helps Talia shape the new image of the Northern Continent a hundred years after the holy war, he will stop when he reaches the stage of building a school, and let the demons become a branch of the Kingdom of Aethertalan that believes in love and peace.
By then, even if Talia knew about it and she rushed back to the Northern Continent, she would find that this image had already been accepted by the demons. In order to respond to the expectations of the demon subjects, she would only have two choices.
Or, accept this new character and try to play the role of a poet of love who is full of girlishness and has a sly smile all day long to seize the initiative from Lanqi.
Or, return to the southern continent to continue your retirement.
Lanqi expected that Talia would definitely choose the latter.
He really couldn't imagine how Talia, a hundreds-year-old demon woman who never smiled, could act like a young girl.
Unless her mentality has undergone a change that is difficult to describe in words.
If she really chose to pretend to be a poet of great love and endure humiliation to complete the cause of national restoration, then Lanqi could not imagine what kind of revenge she would suffer after she succeeded.
But this kind of thing is impossible to happen.
"..."
Zestila glanced at Lanci, and continued walking with Lanci on the road next to the Endless Library, passed under the Starry Sky Theater, and headed towards the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic.
For some reason, she felt that Lanqi might be thinking about something that was no different from suicide.
But he himself seemed unaware of it and even enjoyed it.
Lanqi's mind is occasionally abnormally active, and Zestila has already discovered it.
Staying by his side is conducive to the evolution of your innate magic.
But Zestila didn't want to tell him about this, otherwise he probably wouldn't have come up with such creative ideas so naturally and frequently.
I will tell my teacher about this after my innate magic has been perfected.
Anyway, he won't lose anything if he finds out later.
Zestila thought with certainty.
Chapter 271 Ranchi's Equal Player
Meanwhile on the other side.
Different from the hustle and bustle of the commercial district, the area around the Temple of the Knights of Annihilation in the imperial capital of Herom was still deserted, and a biting cold wind rolled up the streets.
This building, with its spire reaching into the sky, has gone through hundreds of years of wind and rain. Generations of craftsmen have carved ancient legends onto its hard surface. The confrontations between heroes and demons in these legends have been frozen in time in every stone.
But now it has been planned by the Protoss Empire to be given to the Church of Resurrection.
In the main meeting hall deep in the temple, which is the most important and confidential place in the building of the Knights of Annihilation, blurry beams of light are scattered through the high windows, giving people a solemn and sacred feeling.
A young man sat at one end of the round table. He was wearing a well-fitting dark grey suit and looked different from the other priests. He didn't even wear the Seal of Nirvana, as if he was just passing by on official business. However, his calm and deep gaze and every movement seemed steady and full of authority. It was obvious that he was the leader.
Of the three archpriests who were originally stationed here to be in charge of logistics and coordination with other provincial branches, Caius had been dismissed, and the other two sat beside him, trembling with fear as they waited for his words.
After hearing about the final assessment results, Bishop Silence in the north did not blame the two of them. Instead, he showed a little interest and sent a direct soldier to replace Archbishop Caius's job.
At this moment, the meeting room was filled with a busy yet orderly atmosphere.
In front of the newly arrived Special Agent Sander were piles of sorted documents, each of which contained detailed information about the candidates who had taken the final assessment the day before.
He sometimes looked at the documents and sometimes smiled.
"Rocky McCarthy, without a doubt, has demonstrated excellent abilities in both the written test and the final assessment. He is the best talent we have acquired this time."
Special Agent Sandel said with satisfaction:
"As long as this young man named Rocky can make some contributions, he will be promoted to a high priest or a direct soldier, and will then meet Bishop Silent in person."
Hearing Sander's words, the other two high priests secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
This time they were almost implicated in the incident and suffered along with Caius, but it seemed that their merits and demerits offset each other, and Bishop Silence did not intend to punish them.
And Rocky, who was discovered by them, might even be able to compete with the Son of Nirvana in a few years based on his talent.
After all, the Son of Nirvana proved his status with his unique talent and blood-stained hands.
If this young man named Rocky was younger and had better means, even if he was still far from being the Son of Nirvana, as long as he was given time to hone himself, he would pose a great threat to the Son of Nirvana.
Correspondingly, the Son of Nirvana would probably not allow him to grow up wildly.
Special Agent Sander continued to review the final assessment information given to him by the two archpriests. More than ten people passed the written test and the re-examination, and the number of qualified people in the final assessment was halved.
The vast majority of villains who successfully passed the final assessment, either alone or in collaboration, killed an elite priest of the Nirvana branch without anyone noticing within a day.
Therefore, their assessments all start at the elite priest level.
Rocky McCarthy is equivalent to the archpriest level, but the purple and above [Certificate of Resurrection] needs to be granted by the bishop himself, so he cannot be given this level in the imperial capital Helrom for the time being.
After Agent Sander finished reading Rocky's information, he spent much less time looking at other documents, his eyes just skimming over them.
He put Rocky's one aside and quickly put the rest of the papers on the other side.
Until he picked up the last one, his wrist paused.
Watched it in its entirety.
"How come you didn't tell me there's another talented person?"
Sandel looked at the archpriests on both sides and asked.
"I'm very sorry, Lord Sandor, because we can't judge her... and she is highly suspicious. Caius allowed her to pass the re-examination just for this reason."
The archpriest beside him said hurriedly in fear and trepidation.
Sander's attitude will directly determine their fate. If he can say a few good words to Bishop Silent, not only will they be clear of fault this time, but they will also have merit, and vice versa.
"That's it."
After listening, Sandel looked at the document with greater interest, and finally put it together with the document starting with Lodge.
The clerk who was in charge of taking notes opposite couldn't help but glance at the contents of the document subconsciously.
I saw that the person chosen by Sid was also a high priest——
When Archbishop Caius was accused and taken away by the Imperial police for investigation, Sid went and demolished Caius's house.
And she didn't do it secretly, she did it openly.
In the eyes of the public, she was believed to be instructed to help Caius cover up the evidence.
When asked by the Imperial Guard whether Caius had ordered her to demolish the buildings, she replied "indeed", which was confirmed to be true by an ancient artifact that detected lies.
Because he could not reveal the internal information of the Silent Branch, Caius almost bit his teeth off during the confrontation but was unable to refute her.
The house demolition proved to be a self-directed farce. Sid was not held accountable. Instead, Caius was subjected to greater suspicion and was charged with multiple crimes including spreading a cult, destroying evidence, and espionage. Some things could no longer be explained clearly.
"..."
The clerk with the pen in his hand twitched his eyes and quickly lowered his head to focus on the work in front of him again.
Although Caius did not die, he was suspended from work, his house was demolished, and he still had to pay the mortgage. It seemed that he might as well have died.
"Could these two people be sent by the Tyrant Branch to mess with us?"
Seeing that Special Agent Sander favored these two people so much, the high priest next to him also showed a worried look.
The greater the talent, the greater the harm if it is not well controlled. It would be fine if there was only one Rocky or Sid, but if there were two at the same time, they would not know how to use them. Even though they are the superiors, they dare not speak loudly to them.
Archbishop Caius is a warning example. The harm he suffered is beyond words.
"To be honest, the Tyrant Catholic Church does not have talents like them. Even if they do, the Tyrant Catholic Church will not be willing to let them do undercover work."
Sandel glanced at them indifferently.
"Do you know that the Holy Maiden of Tyrant was killed by the Holy Son of Extinction?"
Although the Tyrant Catholic Church has always been a mysterious existence, he, a direct soldier beside the Bishop of Silent, still knows a little about the Tyrant Catholic Church.
"I heard something."
They both knew that Tyrant Catholicism would often fight with Bishop of Desolation over a disagreement, but that time, Tyrant Catholicism did not go to Bishop of Desolation to fight to the death to settle the score.
"So Tyrannical Catholics don't care about the lives of their subordinates?"
The archbishop asked again.
"How should I put it... Tyrant Catholic is the cardinal who cares most about his 'property', so this reaction of being extremely angry but completely holding back is actually very scary. Because of that mistake, Tyrant Catholic should not let his subordinates do such dangerous things again."
Sander raised his index finger slightly to correct the other two archpriests. To the cardinals who were close to the gods, their subordinates were not considered human beings but at most their property.
Because even if all his men were added together, their fighting power would be far less than that of the cardinal alone.
The reputation of any branch is based on the deterrence posed by its top cardinal to the entire continent.
Hearing this, the two great priests both nodded.
If the Tyrant branch also recruits new members, these two guys probably won’t choose the Tyrant branch.