Each Time I Use The Primordial Spirit, I Will Resurrect One

"Bakina, let's start entering the Void System."

"Yes, Mom."

Babel closed his eyes and began to meditate: May I listen to the wisdom of the gods.

Suddenly.

A green curtain of light appeared in front of Babel's eyes, and even if she opened her eyes, the green curtain still existed.

As the "group of thirty" taught in advance, Babel set his sights on the vine colossus erected in the field.

With the gaze on the Colossus of Lisa, calibration, focus.

The green screen in front of me began to divide into a small screen, which was full of Lisa's life and political opinions.

When Babel patiently finished reading.

On the small screen, a flower-shaped imprint appeared, and it was written underneath.

[Imagine a flower as your only vote, decorating the Colossus of the Great Sage Candidate that your current gaze is on.] [

Options

] [1. Start imagining

] [2. I'll think again]

"Mom, I'm done voting."

"Look at the golden rose on Lisa's candidate hat, I decorated it."

, cast her vote one step ahead of Babel.

Because this is nothing to dwell on.

Before the start of the elections.

They desert people discussed internally and unified support for Lisa to be elected as the Great Sage, which would be beneficial to them all.

Hearing his daughter's voice, coming from the side, Babel heard the sound and moved his gaze to the colossus's hat.

It was found that on its surface, there was an extra gold point.

It's just that the distance is a little far, so that she can't see the specifics.

In order to see clearly what the flower of her daughter's imagination looks like.

So he stared at the location of the golden dot with his eyes.

Immediately, the green screen in front of you zoomed in.

Let Babel clearly see that it is a magnificent golden rose one meter wide.

This flower, which exists in the song of the desert, is imagined in the Void Terminal.

"Then I'll be next to this golden rose, decorate the flowers, and the flowers of Güell City."

"Eh, I'm looking forward to it!"

"What will the flowers of the Flower God period look like?" Bachina's eyes lit up.

"It's just my imagination." Babel smiled a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, mom is always right."

"Huh~ you kid..."

in the participation of voters.

On the colossus on the field, all kinds of flowers bloomed.

And with the passage of time, it continued to increase, so that the void, who also wore the void terminal, could not help but boast: "It's really good-looking." "

To come up with such a great idea, Heulia, you are amazing."

Turning his head to Heulia, who was sitting beside Wisher, he boasted.

"It's not that good, Lisa also has help to replenish it." Heulia bowed her head shyly.

Since that night and the sky confirmed the relationship.

Her heart, which has nowhere to rest, has a place to go, becomes a lot livelier, and

often does what she can for everyone.

Advising on election campaigns, for example, is one of them.

"I'm just moving my lips, and the real operation has to be done by Nasida."

Beside Nasida, Lisa looked at the flowers on her colossus that were temporarily ahead, and said happily.

But not long after she was happy, she looked stunned and said to herself strangely:

"How did the flower on that lace colossus grow so fast?"

Hear this.

Nasida touched her immature chin and thought about it, although it was not ruled out that the supporters of lace suddenly made a force.

But what I said before thinking about it was suspicious.

It's better to check again.

"Empty, you lean forward and sit and cover me." Narcida pulled on the empty clothes with her small hands.

"Oh, okay." In the observation field, the situation was empty, and he reacted quickly.

Under the cover of the void.

Nasida quietly gestured with her hands around a box.

Facing the edge of the rostrum, I looked a little nervous lace.

"I saw it all~"

The mind reading technique started.

Lace's heart instantly reached Nasida's ears.

[Don't be elected!] Don't get elected...

"Hmm?"

Nasida spoke up unexpectedly.

"How?" Sora asked in a low voice.

"It's still no problem."

"It's just... She doesn't seem to have come voluntarily. Nasida withdrew her little hand.

"That's strange, would her parents still force her to run?" Sora said as he looked at Lace out of the corner of his eye.

"Well, just guessing is not a way, I'll go and say hello directly."

Saying that, he braced his hands empty, jumped up in the air, turned over the long table, landed steadily on the aisle, and walked towards Lace.

Palace of Wisdom.

Inside the upper floors where the Void System is stored.

A blue-haired youth with messy hair stopped the poisonous gas that spilled from his skin.

Looking down, lying on the floor and convulsing, the officials of the Order House said disdainfully:

"Why bother, I obviously sneaked in, you still have to find me."

"Gee, I don't know if I'm alive or dead."

Turning around and facing the Void System, he looked at the black stripes that invaded the system.

Raised his hand, took out a black mechanism, fascinated, and said with an unusually bright smile:

"It's not enough to manipulate the ballot."

"You have to modify the perception of voters through the Void Terminal to make them think that they voted for Lace voluntarily."

"Only by becoming a great sage in this way can it be regarded as seamless."

"Boom-"

A purple electric bolt outside the palace bombarded the ground, rushing towards the upper floors all the time.

"More—To—Ray!!"

The blue-haired youth turned around thoughtfully.

Scratching his head: "I'm just a slice, skirmishers, why are you bothering here..."