The meaning of protection

Kingdom of Loen, Backlund, Saint Leonard Church.

Leonard, nicknamed "Stars," glanced at Antigonus beside him and asked cautiously, "Are you sure you don't need to help Him weave out His original memories and implant them?"

Antigonus hair was half-white but whose face was youthful, shook his head and said nothing.

A few seconds later, a figure appeared at the Church entrance ahead. It was a Women wearing a Hood classical Robe, with long black hair, a beautiful appearance, and a blank expression, like a lost child.

Antigonus rushed forward to meet him.

The Women was still confused when she saw Him, not knowing who He was, but for some reason, she suddenly felt at ease, no longer afraid, and felt that the person in front of her was Trust.

Antigonus stopped in front of her, and said with a mixture of joy and worry, "Let's go."

The beautiful Women nodded slightly without hesitation and said, "Okay."

Antigonus instantly relaxed, smiled, turned around, and became the guide.

They walked side by side across the Square, causing a large number of white doves to take flight, filling the sky.

Leonard watched the two disappear from sight before returning to the Church.

As he approached the door, he saw several "Nighthawks" wearing Red Gloves hurrying out.

"What happened?" Leonard asked habitually.

The "Red Gloves" men glanced at him and respectfully lit Stars on their chests. The leader replied quickly, "Some Beyonder seem to Loss of Control; we need to go Past deal with it."

Leonard nodded slightly, not wanting to waste their time, and went down the stairs to return to the Underground area.

He went into his room, sat down in a chair, picked up a newspaper, and began to read.

"Angel of Time" Pallez Soroiasred followed "Magician" Fors through a gate forged from dazzling Starlight. High in the sky, he saw what appeared to be two Sun, and rows of silver-black Spaceship either landing back at the spaceport or heading to the boundless Universe to carry out their missions.

"This is Lobav Star with a highly advanced Civilization that worships the ' Stars.' Don't be surprised if you see them later. Although they look like Lizard, they can communicate amicably, and they won't be puzzled by our presence. This is the communication center for several nearby star systems," the "Magician" Fors explained to the members of the "Travel Group."

"Judgement" Hugh, "Hermit" Cattleya, "Temperance" Sharon, and "Hella" from the Church of the Evernight, among others, listened intently.

"Angel of Spirits" Renette asked seriously:

Can we just call them Lizard?

"No." The "Magician" shook his head without hesitation. "You'd better not even think about it. Their method of communication is telepathy. Of course, given your level, you don't need to worry about them overhearing anything they shouldn't. They won't rashly try to pry into your thoughts either. They've learned this the hard way many times, almost causing the destruction of an entire Civilization before."

Upon hearing the telepathic communication, Franca glanced around:

"Didn't Lady. Justice come this time?"

"Judgement" Hugh Grant, Lady "Magician" Fors, replied, "' Justice ' has been busy guiding Parliament to pass bills limiting royal power, protecting workers' rights, and expanding suffrage coverage. She says that radical change will cause problems; it can only be done step by step."

So that's how it is... Just as Franca was relieved, the "Magician" Lady specifically reminded "The Sun" Derrick:

"Don't spread Mr. The Fool's beliefs on this Planet. Control yourself."

"Okay." Derrick, the "Sun," nodded sincerely.

Alger, the "The Hanged Man" beside him, took out a Mirror from the "Traveler’s Bag" and saw that the prayer lights of the "Sea God" Church Clergy, important believers, and Beyonder on the ship had appeared on it.

"That really worked." Alger thanked Franca, the "Empress" card.

In this way, he wouldn't have to worry that his trip would interfere with the crucial affairs of the "Sea God" Church and the "Blue Avenger".

"It has to work." Franca smiled and pointed to Aurora beside her, "This is Mirror provided by the ' Ruler of the Mirror World '."

Similar Mirror are usually in pairs. One is placed on Earth, carrying its own separated aura, so that it can respond nearby. Then, the Mirror that cannot give a real reply will connect to the other Mirror that it is associated with through the Mirror World, completing the transfer of prayer. And all of this is in the realm of "the Ruler of the Mirror World".

In this way, the problem of Angel responding to prayers across star systems is solved, without having to trouble Mr. The Fool to relay the message.

With her thick, black hair and exceptionally beautiful features, Aurora was curiously observing the Iron Fortress floating high in the sky, which resembled a city.

Suddenly, she heard Franca chuckle softly, "I've thought of a classic joke."

"What?" Aurora asked casually.

Franca said in a serious tone, "If our ' Travel Group ' were to be painted, the corresponding artwork could be given a title."

While the others looked puzzled, Aurora vaguely guessed what joke Franca was going to tell and smiled in advance.

Franca coughed, cleared her throat, and said, "The painting is titled 'Mr. Moon ' staying at home.'"

Republic of Intis, Trier.

Franca, having returned from her trip, put on a Flat Cap and stepped out of the house.

As she passed a nearby school, she saw Anthony waiting for Ludwig to finish class, also as a precaution against any unexpected events, but she didn't disturb him.

Before long, she arrived at a Church that had only been built a few weeks prior:

The Saint Audrey Church, which belongs to the Church of the Fool.

As soon as Franca passed through the gate, she saw a Golden Dog dressed in pure white, moving among the believers, chatting with them, praying for them, or exchanging simple greetings, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

None of the believers thought there was anything wrong with the Golden Dog speaking human language; they all respectfully addressed it as "Your Archbishop."

Franca didn't bother to remind them, casually found a spot, and watched the scene with a smile.

Why didn't she go to the Saint Franca Church, affiliated with the Church the "Ruler of Calamity," but instead came here specifically to find joy in the scene before her?

After watching for a while, Franca was about to leave when she suddenly saw someone she recognized but who didn't recognize her sit down on a chair across the aisle.

She was a Lady black hair, brown eyes, and delicate features, wearing dark pants and a skirt.

Melissa Moretti.

"What brings you to Trier?" Franca, sitting down next to Melissa as if they were old friends.

Melissa turned her head to look at her, initially dazzled by her beauty, but then, as Franca deliberately concealed her Charm, she broke free and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

"I am Franca Roland, I don't know if you recognize me?" Franca tried her best to make her smile seem friendly.

At the same time, she silently added in her mind, "But I know your Klein Moretti."

Fellow villager!

"Roommate"!

Melissa paused for a moment, then said, "I've heard of you..."

"Don't bother with that 'you' and 'you go'," Franca waved her hand and said, "What brings you to Trier?"

Melissa considered for a moment and said, "I was sent by the government to study at the research institute under the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery."

"I see." Franca suddenly realized, then smiled and said, "Since you've heard of me, that means you're Beyonder?"

She already knew about this, and was only asking now to find a topic to talk about.

Melissa nodded slightly:

"Yes, I am already Sequence 5 ' Astronomer ' in the ' Generalist ' Pathway."

"Have you finished digesting the Potion? Do you have the materials to become Half-God?" Franca asked Melissa with the same concern she had shown her for her fellow villager and younger brother, Lumian.

"I've digested it all, and I should get the materials by the end of this training, but that Ritual... I... I'm a little resistant to it..." Melissa had been troubled by this for some time, and she couldn't hide her thoughts from Franca, who was so beautiful that she could make people unconsciously lower their guard.

The Ritual for becoming an "Alchemist" involves "extracting all life force from a certain area, causing the soil to become desert and the lakes to dry up."

Franca said with a bright smile, "It's nothing serious. There are always Replacement to Ritual. For example, we could find Planet without life, or you could cultivate yourself first. Once you've succeeded, a ' Celestial Master ' could bestow upon you the 'Order' corresponding to an ' Alchemist,' allowing you to adapt to the relevant power beforehand. Then you could take the Potion. At that point, the requirements for the Ritual would be greatly reduced..."

Melissa listened attentively at first, but then she started to struggle to understand.

What is ordination?

Who is this "Celestial Master"?

Franca noticed her confusion and said with a smile, "Let's find a Café and talk over coffee. I'll explain it to you in detail."

"Okay." Melissa stood up, filled with a longing for knowledge and a love for mechanics.

On their way to find Café after leaving Audrey's Church, Franca casually asked, "Have Benson and the others also come into contact with the Mysticism World and become Beyonder?"

"Hmm." Melissa nodded slightly.

"That's great," Franca remarked. "Although the Mysticism World is dangerous, as long as one doesn't advance too high, in the current environment, there shouldn't be any major problems. Moreover, after reaching a certain Sequence, Beyonder can live longer, and there are many ways to prolong life. That's great..."

Listening to Franca's words, Melissa suddenly recalled her experiences over the years:

Because of his love for mechanics, he came into contact with followers of the "God of Steam and Machinery" and also encountered extraordinary power;

After becoming Beyonder, he gradually came into contact with the "Nighthawks" of the Church of the "Goddess of Evernight," and with his Klein's colleagues such as Leonard Mitchell, and slowly understood the truth of what happened back then;

Later, I learned more and more...

As her thoughts wandered, Melissa recalled what Mr. Leonard had said to her a few days earlier:

"He's not doing too well lately; you can only contact him through Ritual. In a few years, he should be able to walk on the earth again..."

A few years later... Melissa looked at the street ahead, bathed in the Golden light of the bright Sunlight, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her face.