After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

The Heroic Spirits of the Church looked at each other, feeling that there was something wrong with their ears.

Get back together with your ex-girlfriend?

Who was your ex? Why did you break up? Who dumped whom?

Ah... none of this is right...

God shouldn't have a girlfriend, let alone an ex-girlfriend.

After reading the Bible for so many years and observing the doctrines for so many years, it was all in vain.

The heroic spirits of the Norse and Greek pantheons gathered together and were much calmer.

After all, the shock has passed. Since God does not intend to restart the creation of the world, then let Him do whatever He wants.

If a fifty-year-old man can have a second spring in life and create silver-haired literature, why can't God do the same?

Do you discriminate against God?

A bold fanatic, destined for religious inquisition.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was squatting on the ground, was even more bewildered after hearing this. "These days, even God has a girlfriend, and I'm still single!!!"

Is this the point?

The corners of El-Melloi II's mouth twitched, and he didn't know whether to be happy that his Master had regained her composure quickly, or to be worried about her strange train of thought.

At this point, he could only cheer himself up and comfort Fujimaru Ritsuka: "Master, don't think too much. Although the appearance of that being is indeed unexpected, nothing is impossible in modern society."

"Isn't there a movie where God is black for the sake of political correctness? Then in our world, maybe God is love..."

He still didn't have the courage to say the last word.

God is a love-brained...

It would be better if God were a black man or a girl.

Fujimaru Ritsuka glared at him with dead eyes. "Why don't you say that God could be a Soviet...man? A socialist heaven on earth, wouldn't that be more political and correct?"

"That's absolutely right. Even if it were filmed, it would be banned from broadcasting."

After joking around for a long time, Fujimaru Ritsuka finally regained her composure. She looked at El-Melloi II, Mashu, and the mysterious man who called himself Randou, who had transferred their souls with her, and sighed.

"Given the current situation, there's no need for us to continue summoning combat-type Heroic Spirits. In front of a god of this caliber, all we can do is maintain the utmost courtesy and respect."

Mashu gave a small smile and nodded vigorously.

"As expected of a senior, you cheered up so quickly."

El-Melloi II nodded. "Even restraint is powerless in the face of such a being. We cannot fathom its will, but I believe it certainly does not wish for the destruction of this world."

“After all, He came…”

Seeking compound.

El-Melloi II looked pale and couldn't bring himself to say the rest of the words, but everyone knew what he was saying and didn't need him to finish.

"We can summon Miss Jeanne d'Arc and other church-affiliated Heroic Spirits. With them, that being might be willing to meet us?"

The more he spoke, the more uncertain he became, and his expression became helpless and solemn. After all, an existence of this level was simply beyond their comprehension.

"How about we ask Miss Jeanne to ask that guy's ex-girlfriend who he is... and then we can help bring them together?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka said inexplicably, "You see, He came specifically during the Holy Grail War, proving that the distinguished lady... Miss is most likely the Master..."

"Wouldn't that make the target much smaller?"

The people who came to Fuyuki looked at each other for a long time, and seemed to have no other ideas, so they had to put their hopes on Miss Jeanne again.

Joan of Arc hesitated and closed her eyes. On the one hand, she felt that this idea was completely blasphemous. After all, how could the omniscient and omnipotent Lord not be able to get his girlfriend back and need other people's help?

On the other hand, those are all ex-girlfriends...

The two must have broken up. Seeing how his master was reluctant to let go and wanted to get back together, it seemed like he was not the one who initiated the breakup.

In this case... Could it be that the Lord was...

Wait, Joan of Arc, don't think about it any further, this is a blasphemy against the glory of the Lord.

The Lord is pure love, just as the Bible says:

Love is patient and kind.

Love is not jealous, is not boastful, is not arrogant, is not rude, does not seek its own, is not angered, does not plot evil, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth.

[Bear all things, believe all things, hope all things, endure all things. *]

The Lord said this, the Lord did this, and it is just as it should be.

Joan of Arc held her breath, knelt down, raised the cross, and prayed to the Lord, hoping to receive His guidance as she had in the past:

"Lord, you came to the world, your obedient lambs, your devout believers, what can you do for you?"

In a trance, a voice sounded, some broken pictures emerged, and Joan of Arc slowly opened her eyes.

"Master, I have received guidance from the Lord. Please summon some Chinese heroic spirits to the present world and establish contact with the ancient country in the far east."

"My Lord's lover, coming from the distant East, was born here by the pull of fate."

"She wants to go home."

"She wants to be recognized by her motherland and return to her true homeland."

"Please fulfill her wish."

Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately stood up, fully alert. "No problem. I will summon Taigong, Nezha, His Majesty the First Emperor, and His Majesty Empress Wu Zetian. Please have them communicate with the flowers."

"Teacher Kong Ming, you can go too. I heard that the people there particularly believe in Zhuge Liang. Almost anyone with the last name Zhuge is assumed to be very smart."

El-Melloi II's mouth twitched. "Are you serious? Master, you know I'm just the incarnation of Mr. Kong Ming, not to mention I'm British."

"If I go, I'll probably cause an international dispute."

Fujimaru Ritsuka laughed twice. She actually forgot about this. Fortunately, no joke was made.

"In this case, you can also bring..."

"However, that sir can actually do this kind of thing himself, right? Even without asking the Chinese Heroic Spirit, as long as he speaks, this matter should not be difficult to resolve."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little confused as he thought about it. It was just registering his wife. Was this a big deal to God?

Just go there directly, communicate with the ancient Eastern country, and help my wife register her household. From now on, I, the God, will be your rabbit's son-in-law.

Except for the Vatican, which will collapse, America will collapse, Daiying will collapse, and most European countries will collapse...

Everything else should be fine, right?

Joan of Arc whispered, "Because the Lord did not want her to know that it was I who guided this matter."

"The Lord hopes that she can be blissfully unaware, without needing to know who has done what for her, without needing to be moved, and without feeling any burden."

"As long as I'm happy."

Ritsuka Fujimaru opened his mouth, then closed it in confusion, opened his mouth again, and closed it again.

It took her a long time to find her voice again, "Is that... such pure love?"

Joan of Arc smiled gently and said, “What the eye has not seen, what the ear has not heard, what the human heart has not imagined, what God has prepared for those who love Him.”

“And God has even more in store for those He loves.”