Morrilyn Jeona was frightened by the sound in her ears. As a paladin of the Dawn Church, this sound that suddenly appeared in her mind often represents the beginning of corruption, especially when the owner of this voice could still read the thoughts in her mind.

The paladin tightly grasped the sword box containing the [Sword of Glory], ignored the sound in his ears, and began to examine himself. She was thinking about whether she had done something extraordinary recently, or had a loophole in her thoughts, which led to the current situation.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be as close to that sword, girl." The invisible master circulated around Jeanna like a ghost, causing the young sword officer to dizzy.

"Great Lord of the Morning, please protect my soul. I am your sword, I am your shield. My thoughts are indestructible. My soul is pure and flawless. Those dirty and evil things cannot affect me." The Paladin Jeona knelt on one knee on the ground, chanting the prayer firmly, and trying to clear her brain.

"Look, as an uninvited guest, I have maintained a fair manner. I have neither entered your brain nor corrupt your soul." The voice continued to chatter: "Most believers who believe in me pursue me in pursuit of truth, or they pray for me to be kind because they have witnessed all the true images. On the contrary, your God has been crafting stories and lies to gain the existence of faith. Isn't that really ironic?

"My Lord, you are the light, you are the light that illuminates all things, you are the heat, you are the heat that warms all beings, the world is bright because of you, the night retreats because of you, I am bathed in your light, and therefore fearless." The voice of the sword officer of the sword gradually became firmer, and the whole person began to emit a glimmer of light: "Now, I will borrow your light, your heat, to drive away evil and drink away darkness!"

But all the efforts of the paladin dissipated in the ridicule of that voice, and the light gathered on Jeona faded away little by little, just like the hope in her heart.

"First of all, the light shining on your world comes from the stars above your heads. Although I can give you 10 billion special examples, this is the truth for you creatures. The alternation of night and day has nothing to do with your God, and that is caused by the rotation of the planet." The voice said proudly: "I have to say that although your small world is somewhat imperfect, it is indeed very exquisite."

The sword officer kept silent. She closed her eyes and waited for the opportunity. Today's dinner was prepared for the Lion King. If she dragged it long enough, maybe the strong man who claimed to be comparable to Stannis could find the abnormality here.

"Just as I said before, I came with the truth, but you called me the sophistry demon king. Your gods are full of nonsense, but they are worshipped day and night, which hurts my heart." The voice was like a poisonous snake, and penetrated into Jeona's ears: "Your sword is part of the lie. I have warned you to stay away from it, otherwise you will never be able to enter the so-called legendary realm in your life. Whether you can live beyond thirty years old is a question."

Hearing this, the sword-holder hugged the [Sword of Glory] in his arms tighter. This was the only thing in this room that made her feel safe.

"It's so pitiful, a primitive creature with an empty mind. Even if I tell you with mercy, the things in your hands are constantly emitting deadly heat radiation, I'm afraid you won't understand what I'm talking about." The voice was full of pity and mockery, and suddenly ran to Jeanne's other ear and said, "This is the magical artifact given by your God, a damaged small nuclear battery, which was shaped into a weapon by mortals with ignorance and fearlessness."

Morrilyn Jeona admitted that she did not refuse to understand this passage because of piety, she simply couldn't understand it.

At that moment, the sword officer seemed to hear a few sounds of slapping his forehead from the air.

"You can go and ask who made the so-called holy objects by you back then, and what ended those craftsmen later." The sound in the air seemed to reorganize their thoughts: "Let's care about the records of the sword masters of all generations, see what their ends are, whether someone broke through the legend, whether someone died a good end, and the result will definitely give you a surprise, my little apple."

"Or, you can also discuss with the players who are following you. Although they don't look very smart, they may know a little more than you, hahahaha..." The voice became smaller and smaller, leaving only a series of weird laughter.

Just as Paladin Jeanna was concentrating on resisting corruption, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and the female assistant strode into the room: "My God, Jeanna, this is not a prayer room for you, I am not pointing fingers at your faith, but we really have no time. His Highness Leon's carriage has reached the door, and we must speed up!"

Jeona didn't even have time to say something, but the female assistant took off her original coat in a few seconds. Six female players walked in behind her with six customized dresses, and even a set of customized thin armor mixed in.

"I don't know if His Highness Leon is wearing armor or dress. Oh my God, it's too hard to guess what you guys think." The female assistant looked embarrassed and directed several makeup artists to surround Jeanna and start working: "But the light yellow color matches the color of the hall very well, and can also highlight the tone of the Dawn Church. In this case, this is the most suitable choice!"

The female assistant snapped her fingers, and the female player holding the light yellow dress immediately began to remove the pins used to fix the dress.

"Jeona, Jeona!" The female assistant looked at the paladin who was obviously distracted and had to speak loudly to attract the other party's attention: "Your face is a little pale. Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why are you sweating so much?"

While telling the makeup artist to pay attention to the color adjustment of the primer, the female helper took out a scarf and carefully wiped the sweat on Jeona's forehead and back of her neck.

"Beyoncé, can you tell me what nuclear batteries are and what radiation is?" Jeonna asked after sorting out her thoughts.

Her voice was a little hoarse, letting Na know that once she asked this question, it meant that she had believed in the words of the voice. Once she had doubts, her loyalty to the church would inevitably have flaws.
Chapter completed!