Who told him to rush up there?.

Chapter 130 The Temptation of Three Years of Enlightenment

Sure enough, when Eli and the other two found Princess Lina, she was concentrating on writing the next battle plan. It was obvious that her mind was still on the battlefield.

As for Princess Lina, a potentially dangerous rival in love, Cecilia really doesn't want her to go with them. Once she has the chance to spend more time with her master, she is likely to be taken down by her master.

As for the consequences of Princess Lina entering her master's harem, Cecilia had thought about it before, and it was quite terrible.

But... the master seemed to really like her, otherwise he wouldn't have come to persuade her to return home with him.

Although she was afraid that Princess Lina would hook up with her master, she didn't want to see her master sad because he couldn't hook up with Princess Lina. Cecilia felt that it was too difficult for her...

Why is her master so philanthropic? Isn't it enough to have her, Jessica and Evelyn?
By the way, he seemed to still be targeting Eleanor. Although Eleanor was cute and lovable, if she came to compete with him for the favor of her master, then Eleanor would be a bad kid.

Cecilia followed Eli and was very conflicted all the way. Compared to her, Jessica was much calmer. Of course, Jessica was always so cold no matter what the situation was.

Even when she was alone with her master and was being affectionate and kissy with him, her expression didn't change much, and a slight blush on her pretty face was the biggest reaction she could give.

"Lina, we are going back to our country tomorrow. Would you like to go with us?"

Out of politeness, Eli waited until Princess Lina finished writing the plan before moving closer and asking her.

Actually, considering the close yet unfamiliar relationship between Eli and Lina, it was a bit abrupt to invite her like this, especially since the words "go with me" meant "go with us" in his mouth...

Even though it's just one extra word, for a normal girl, this extra word is enough to sentence the man to death.

Although Lina was born into a royal family and had seen many men like this with several children, it did not mean that she would be willing to accept an invitation from such a man to travel with her.

The most important thing is that the war with the demons is far from over. How can she return home at this time?
Given Eli's special situation, he should indeed go back to the rear and avoid the limelight for a while. It would not be too late to come out again when he grows into a pillar that can hold up the sky for hundreds of races.

"Lina can't leave until the demons are destroyed. Eli, I wish you a safe journey."

Almost without hesitation, Lina responded to Eli's invitation.

Eli had anticipated Lina's refusal. He knew that Lina, who was determined to fight against demons, would not be so easy to persuade. In her previous life, she had devoted all her passion to this cause from beginning to end until her country was destroyed and she died.

If he wanted to take her away from the anti-magic front, he could only offer her conditions that she absolutely could not refuse, such as...

"Lina, you will stay with me back home for three years, and I will help you become a saint. After three years, I promise to convince His Majesty to let you go to the front line and kill the demons with your own hands."

After Eli finished speaking, Lina was stunned for a while, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses. Then she grabbed Eli's arm rather rudely, and looked directly into his eyes with her sparkling eyes. "I am only a sixth-level magician now, and I am still a little short of the seventh level. In just three years, can you help me reach the Saint level?"

Lina's words were full of uncertainty. After all, Eli's words were too confident. Everyone knew that magicians were in decline nowadays, but holy-level magicians were indeed the treasure of all races. The influence of a holy mage on a war was no less than that of several demigods combined.

The Hundred Races have more than a hundred demigods so far, but there are less than ten Saint-level magicians in the world. If it weren't for the fact that Saint-level magicians are too rare, the war situation between the Hundred Races and the Demon Race would definitely be very different.

Even compared with the undead buff of the elves, the holy-level magician is more valuable. After all, the undead elves have to kill the demons one by one or in groups, but for the holy-level magician, one forbidden spell makes all beings equal and can completely destroy the demons in an organized manner.

It is precisely because of the terrifying power of the Holy Rank Magicians that even in this era of magicians' decline, the hundreds of races are still carefully cultivating batches of magical geniuses in secret. As for the demons, they will not hesitate to use the traitors among the hundreds of races to carry out frantic assassinations of all geniuses of all races with outstanding magical talents at all costs.

Just like Lina, she has experienced countless assassinations since she was a child, but because of her strong background, she has never been able to let the demons get what they want.

But even though she has a strong background, a wealthy family, and good talent, to this day, Lina has not been able to enter the ranks of high-level magicians. It can be seen that the end of the magic era still has a certain impact on the practice of magicians.

But now, Eli, who was standing in front of Lina and talking, boasted that he would help her become a saint in three years. To Lina, this did not sound like any boastful words, but more like crazy and drunken talk, which only a madman and a boastful drunk could say.

"It takes three years to become a saint. It is not an exaggeration. If you don't believe it, think about it carefully. Have you ever seen a demigod in his twenties?"

In order to make his words seem true and reliable, Eli could only use himself as an example. Before Lina agreed, he could not reveal the existence of the little blue pill and the strength replenishing fluid.

Although Eli's previous words were unbelievable, it must be said that he himself was indeed a shocking example, a twenty-year-old Saint-level warrior who was only half a step away from the position of Demigod.

Compared to him, it didn't seem that difficult to achieve her advancement to a Holy Mage at the age of 22 after spending three years...

"Three years..."

Lina whispered softly.

She then pondered for a while and continued, "You must be well aware of how precious a Saint-level magician is. When the time comes, are you sure you can convince father to let me go to the front line to kill the demons?"

Eli had already thought of an answer to Lina's question. He said calmly, "Don't worry. In three years, I will be the god of the human race. No matter how stubborn your father is, can he still disobey the oracle?"

In fact, this statement was really an exaggeration. Even with Eli's confidence, he did not dare to guarantee that he could truly become a god, let alone three years, or even thirty years...

But in order to deceive Lina, he had to blow his own trumpet first. Three years was enough time for him to change Lina into his own shape. Even if the lie was exposed after three years, she would not hold it against him for the sake of the child...

(End of this chapter)