Zongman: Scratch-off lunch, start with Chizuru

"Agree? If you do, I'll release you from my control."

She blinked her eyes, as if she agreed.

Ji Boying then released the spell that had been cast on her.

"Lord God!"

However, the little witch found that she could move, and she fell to her knees with a plop.

Ji Boying was convinced and no longer cared about her inability to understand what he was saying.

I always feel that this guy is not very smart.

"Where is Kaguya now?"

There was no trace of the enemy in the entire third fortress.

Not sensing the target, he did not continue to expand his perception range, but instead chose to enjoy the rain for a while.

But there was no sign of anyone after such a long time, which surprised Ji Boying.

"Replying to the God! Lady Kaguya has gone to the Seventh Fortress to find the leader!"

The little witch knelt on the ground in a standard dogeza pose and answered his question in a muffled voice.

"What about the miko here? Why are you the only one I see?"

"Reply to the God! Everyone is preparing lunch!"

It seems that dancing is no longer important.

He wouldn't disturb others' meals.

"Okay, hurry up and go~"

Ji Boying leaned on one hand and stretched out a hand to drive her away, "I will leave soon, don't disturb me while I drink here."

The girl seemed a little hesitant, but she didn't dare to offend the god.

I had no choice but to lower my head and leave in small steps.

Originally, she was arranged by her sisters to help Kaguya clean the room.

but now……

It seems that the gods have a higher priority?

"I don't know why I'm so obsessed with God~"

Ji Boying didn't understand the train of thought of these witches. He chuckled and shook his head, picked up the chewed sake and drank the last sip.

Then he put away the empty bottle.

After thinking for a moment, he stood up and prepared to go somewhere else to play.

Since Kaguya is in the Seventh Fortress, he will go for a stroll there.

That so-called reincarnation of the goddess is so strange to him!

The sound of rain gradually became more intense, as if trying to keep him for a while.

But Ji Boying had already opened the portal and stepped through.

The scene in front of me also changed, and I came to the corner of a deep alley.

The blue brick walls of the house next to Ji Boying were completely different from the architectural style of the third fortress.

I touched it and wow, a piece of debris was rubbed off directly.

How old is this antique!

Full of old-century style...

Ji Baiying showed some interest and walked slowly towards the end of the box.

It's not raining here, so you can have a good walk.

And as he walked out of the darkness and stood in the sunshine.

The location I am in right now is at the end of a street.

He has excellent hearing and can hear the noisy sounds coming from far away.

It should be quite lively~

Ji Boying curled the corners of his mouth and walked leisurely in that direction.

Not long after, he arrived at a market.

"Hey! Come and look at my place! I just picked some fresh mushrooms!"

"Look at this! I just slaughtered the red pig that I raised so carefully at home!"

"Fruit wine~Fruit wine~"

"Rice wine that even kids can drink! It's definitely healthy!"

The shouts of the surrounding vendors reached Ji Boying's ears.

He automatically filtered out some useless things, followed the direction of the strongest wine aroma, came to a stall and bought two bottles of wine.

Although the bottle looks a bit simple.

But with the faint aroma of wine, this is undoubtedly a good bottle of wine.

He casually put it into the system space and walked towards the city center.

He leisurely looked around at the surrounding buildings.

If I remember correctly, the town of the seventh fortress seems to be called 'White City'.

Ji Boying walked to a wide street and couldn't help shaking his head as he looked towards the city center.

In his perception, Kaguya seemed to have quarreled with someone.

It seems like there are a lot of people around her?

They should be the old men from the Seventh Fortress Cult.

These people deified Celestine, the 'reincarnation of the goddess'.

Borrowing her identity can be said to be committing a crime.

Ji Boying raised his eyebrows and his figure disappeared from the spot.

He couldn't let his little witch be bullied.

As for those old guys, let’s deal with them all!

Before this.

Kaguya had already come to Celestine's side.

And this is not the first time.

From the first time she spoke about the gods, the other party was willing to believe her.

There was even a meeting of the Seven Shields.

But the result is not ideal...

No one believed Kaguya's words and just thought she had gone crazy from praying every day.

She even used the recent decrease in monster strength to indicate that it was Ji Boying's doing.

It was said that it was God who solved the problem of the Dark Queen.

But it's no use.

The women in the other fortresses scoffed.

I also feel that they have become stronger.

Only Celestine truly believes in Kaguya and wants to find the Order to hold another Seven Shields Meeting.

The result...is what it is now!

Kaguya stood in the center of the hall, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her eyes swept over the old men present.

There was a sarcastic expression on each of their faces.

She completely disdains the gods she mentioned.

Now they don't feel any crisis and seem to be enjoying life completely.

He had no intention of agreeing to her request to convene the Seven Shields Conference.

"So you think it was you good-for-nothings like you who scared the Dark Queen away?"

There was an undisguised look of disgust on Kaguya's pretty face, and she said in a clear voice, "Stop dreaming, you're like a red pig!"

Hearing this, all the old men present glared at her.

"You are too presumptuous!"

"After all, we are all older than you. How can you be so disrespectful?"

"Don't even think about the Seven Shields Conference!"

"Yes, we won't agree to your request!"

They all shook their fingers and looked very dissatisfied.

What's more, some of them were holding a chicken leg in their hands.

The old man's beard was covered in grease.

Every movement causes physical discomfort.

Kaguya and Celestine beside her looked at each other, both of them felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Kaguya bit her rosy lips with her pearly teeth, feeling very confused.

It was hard for her to imagine how such a good-for-nothing could have secured his position in the sect.

Wasn't she specific enough?

She swallowed, glanced at the red pigs present, and clutched the bone-eroding fan in her arms with her small hands.

Since you can’t persuade me, just use your fists!

Kaguya waved the fan down, a faint light lingering on the fan. She stared at the old men and issued an ultimatum.

"I'm serious. I've already told you how to deal with the monsters."

"If you insist on refusing, I have reason to suspect that you are doing this to consolidate the status of your order."

"Instead of actually thinking about the people in the fortress!"

Her crisp questioning voice made everyone in the cult look unhappy.

One of the old men put the item in his hand aside.

Then, he pointed at Kaguya and asked, "Are you going to attack us?"

For a moment, all eyes on the field were fixed on the bone-eroding fan in Kaguya's hand.

They didn't understand why the other party was holding a broken fan.

But that posture looked like he was ready to strike.

This makes them feel that their dignity is challenged!

"Even now, you are still focusing on the prestige of your sect?"

Kaguya chuckled disdainfully, let out a long sigh, and said firmly, "Don't forget, I'm not from your Seventh Fortress. There's no need to be polite with you!"

Judging from their superficial status, she is on an equal footing with the other party.

In other words, the highest-ranking leader of the Seven Shields Alliance is Celestine.

And the other party doesn't care about anything other than monsters.

That's why these people have been able to bully others for so long.

"This……"

Everyone in the cult looked at each other, groaned, and chose to remain silent, pretending to think about it.