The girl who was punished by the gods counterattacked and became the group's favorite

Tia yawned lightly, picked up a pen and started drawing on the paper.

The attendant frowned when he saw Tia still drawing, and wanted to take the pen and paper back.

Tia took the initiative and put the things away. "Don't worry, Henry wants me to finish memorizing the book right now, but it's just because I can't read. I just memorized all these things in the form of pictures, and I can just read them out loud later."

The servant looked at Tia and didn't say anything right or wrong, but just let Tia continue painting here.

Although Tia was just drawing casually for show, it at least contained the content of a book, and she painted until the dawn.

This was the third servant who had been replaced. Tia was so sleepy that her eyelids were drooping, but as soon as she showed signs of wanting to sleep, the guards beside her would wake her up by calling her or shaking her awake.

"Knock, knock, knock!" Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I knew without thinking that it must be Henry.

Henry pushed open the door and saw that Tia hadn't slept all night. He immediately stepped forward with concern, "Lady Saint, have you not slept all night?"

Tia looked at Henry expressionlessly, he was not a fool.

Henry was stunned by this expression, then looked away.

Strange, how could a civilian have such a look?

Henry complained in his heart, but soon a smile appeared on his face. "Your Excellency, Saint, you have worked hard. But I heard someone report today that you have drawn something yourself. Let me see it too."

If Tia hadn't considered that there were still two people in their hands, she really wanted to beat him up. She took out what she had drawn and started to read it in a pretentious manner.

Henry took the original book and compared it word for word, and found that there was actually no problem.

"As expected of a saint favored by the gods, you have breakfast and will rest for a while this morning."

Tia knew that she had barely passed. Although she was so sleepy that she had no appetite, considering that she might not have anything to eat until lunch, she still obediently followed the saint to eat something before lying down on the bed to sleep.

When I woke up, there was another person beside the bed, but this time it was not Henry, but a maid.

"What's your name?"

The maid lowered her eyes slightly, as if she was thinking about whether she should answer, but in the end she did not respond.

Seeing this, Tia waved her hand to let the maid go out and called Qingning out.

"Lime, are you there?"

Momo ran out at this time, "Lime went to play with Quinn."

For some reason, Tia could hear that someone was complaining, even though Momo was indeed complaining as well.

It can't just run out and play. When Qingning was around, he could chat with it for a while, but now he can't be seen all day long.

Tia didn't dare to call Mo Mo out here, so she could only comfort her verbally, "After these few days are over, I will find a good place for you."

Mo Mo didn't take this matter to heart. After all, how could the rare light system in the world be found so easily?

Apart from……

Mo Mo suddenly thought of the girl who always called her master "senior sister". She seemed to have a very friendly energy.

"Can you take me to meet that school girl?"

Tia didn't react at first, but soon thought of Lobeli and said, "Okay."

The magic power of Lobeli is still a mystery, but if Mo Mo is interested, the two of them can meet each other.

Seeing this, Mo Mo felt a little happier. What if that junior schoolmate also had a spirit pet? Then maybe it would have a playmate.

Tia calmed Mo Mo's emotions and began to think about what would happen next. Now that Qing Ning was not here, it would be difficult to go out and investigate the surrounding situation.

I don't know what the situation is like with the other people?

Giselle was imprisoned in a place that looked like a dungeon. There were many other people imprisoned in the dungeon, but there were not many guards, so naturally there were no extra people to torture them.

Juno was locked in a room. At first, she was in a cramped little room, and later she was moved to a slightly more spacious house, but she still couldn't get out.

Compared to these two people, the situation of the other two is not so good.

Peel was taken to be a missionary and had to ride in a carriage every day to preach in the surrounding cities. Although the carriage looked bright and beautiful on the outside, there was nothing inside. The carriage was bumpy all the way and it almost broke his butt.

"Hahahaha, look at him rubbing his butt again. He can't even read a word. He complains about the discomfort in such a nice carriage. He must have been spoiled by his family."

"That's right, it's good to have a carriage, it's better than walking."

"Stop talking. He's looking here again. He said there's a younger sister in the family who's about to become a saint."

……

Pierre hears this mumbling almost every day and has become accustomed to it. He would rather walk here.

He was jolted back and forth in the carriage and was forced to memorize the lines to fool others. His head was dizzy, so how could he remember things?

"That's enough. Let's walk into the city now. Our group's progress is already much slower than the other groups. If we can't recruit new believers today, we won't have dinner tonight."

The man leading them spoke viciously, his eyes fixed on Pierre.

Pierre knew he was being targeted again. Tia was going to be canonized as a saint, so shouldn't his status rise with her? Why was he being targeted?

He wailed inwardly, but his body followed obediently. He was assigned to a group with another person, to find those who looked vicious and dissatisfied with the aristocracy's rule.

"This is really too much. They only give me this little money today. The little they leave behind is enough for me to use for a long time. Yet they are still so stingy every time." A man with a scruffy beard walked out from the high wall.

"What I meant was that you rely on your magic powers to act lawless. It would be better if I didn't have any magic powers." Pierre began to recite the script.

"Who are you?" The big man looked at Pierre who casually interrupted him and glared at him.

"I'm just a commoner. Hearing that you have the same sentiment as me, I couldn't help but speak out." Pierre glanced at the man staring at him and continued to speak with a forced smile. He always felt that this big man would punch him in the face in the next second.

"What? You actually have such sentiments. But I heard that the city next door is now worshipping a new god. That god is promoting the idea that everyone can possess magic power. Then everyone will be equal, and it's not certain who will win!"

Another person hiding in the dark hurried out to speak, but before he could get close, he was slapped by the big man and sat on the ground.