What did you do with the dice?

His buddy has been keeping people in suspense for a long time, and Rusalka was too lazy to argue with him in front of Phoenix. He tied a bow on Phoenix's back and patted her back, which meant the bandage was complete.

Phoenix pulled down her clothes and replied with a lukewarm thank you, just like usual.

Rusalka didn't know whether she had increased her favorability with her. Reality was so difficult. It would be great if there was a favorability bar above Phoenix's head.

But she does seem quite close to me. Could damage numbers also count towards my offensive strategy? Maybe I should wait until I level up and become stronger, then find a reason to beat her up and try again?

After Rusalka's incredible thoughts were passed on to Sanita, Sanita felt that there was nothing he could do except to reply "Incredible". It is indeed very difficult for mortals to understand Rusalka's train of thought.

Sanita: (I remember another thing. Why didn't you activate the "Frenzy" skill to reduce the physical damage just now?)

Rusalka: (This is also very strange to me. It seems that in this reality, "Rage" requires the "on-battlefield" condition to be used, or does it require rage or some other prerequisite? I couldn't use it when fighting Phoenix, and I couldn't use it in the duel arena either. I'm still researching it. Oh, the specialized skill I bought for 5 points is really a rip-off. I always know that cheap things don't get good quality.)

Sanita nodded and didn't pursue the matter any further. This could only be studied later.

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The ones on guard tonight are Sanita, Phoenix and the old coachman. In other words, Rusalka will sleep alone in the tent at night.

It was natural for the old man to be in charge of keeping watch. He thought it was a bit unreasonable to let the wizard Sanitieta keep watch. Even though he knew that the wizard was very powerful and heard that his powerful magic could allow him to sense every movement within 10 kilometers and even see how a mosquito flew clearly, it would be lonely for a mortal like him to keep watch in front of him.

However, ability is ability, and attitude must be correct. Now as Lord Rusalka's "royal" driver, how can I be lazy like before? At least in front of this master wizard, I have to show a positive attitude.

Phoenix kept watch because Sanita had to keep watch but was worried about her leaving his sight, so he cruelly asked her to stay outside with him.

Want to sleep? No problem, you can sleep on the grass next to you by spreading some dry straw, right?

As a result, Phoenix had no choice but to stay up all night.

After all, it is impossible to sleep while being stared at by the "Messenger of Joy" who was hostile to him not long ago. Although it is true that he needs to rest as soon as possible with his injuries, he thinks that it is only one night anyway, so he will endure it and go home to sleep.

Rusalka didn't want to sleep, but he had a meeting tonight.

It sounds like a miserable office worker, but that's the truth. That bastard really knows how to pick meeting times.

So Rusalka fell asleep, because in the past she would fall asleep and then enter the conference room with a scene that was really unbearable to look at.

The moment Rusalka entered the realm of gods, the cat ears on Phoenix's head trembled.

Because in her perception, Rusalka's breath in the tent suddenly disappeared. It was a groundless disappearance, and his "shadow" disappeared without a trace.

She glanced at Sani Iron Tower inconspicuously, and seeing that the latter was still fiddling with a piece of stone engraved with runes and did not show any abnormality, she silently made note of this matter in her heart.

In fact, what Rusalka didn't know was that he didn't enter the realm of gods through sleep, but he entered the realm of gods when it was time to sleep.

However, Sanita Tower was not in the same room as his. Due to Rusalka's preconceived notion that he could only dream of that conference room, this wrong information led him to not think that it was actually his real body that entered.

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"Standing in the world of illusion, seeing through the door of truth, the great master."

Rusalka heard such vague prayers in her ears, and when she opened her eyes again, she found herself sitting in a familiar position.

This was already his fifth time entering this gloomy space filled with black fog. Every time he came here, he couldn't help but complain that the taste of the owner here, the God of Truth, was really not good.

But what Rusalka found interesting was that, although he was a god with very bad aesthetics, he was indeed trying to decorate this space instead of just destroying it after building it.

For example, when I first came here, the surrounding wall lamps still had three candles emitting bright light, but now they have been replaced with wall lamps with glass covers, and two statues have been added around the throne. One is dressed as a knight holding a sword and shield, and the other is dressed as a priest holding a scale.

The best part is that the two statues are colorful and glowing, and they have dynamic glaring wings on the back. Rusalka admits that these two things are really good-looking. If he were in their place, he would also want to put two in front of the door of his house. They are so cool.

But is there a possibility that these two things are covered in dazzling colors and are obviously very expensive, which does not match the surrounding black fog environment.

How should I put it? It's more like a hero from the Demon King's castle, coming to defeat the Demon King.

As for who the devil is, I won’t tell you. You can guess as you like, but it’s not me, Rusalka thought.

"Everyone is welcome to attend this month's regular meeting as scheduled, but before the meeting begins, I would like to announce some unfortunate news."

The meeting was still chaired by Saint Theresa of Virgo. Perhaps because she was the only one who dared to show her face, she had changed into a different style of priestess's dress today, which was mainly black. Rusalka looked at her and suddenly felt that this world was still very beautiful and hopeful - it had a great civilization with one-piece black stockings.

The only flaw is that Theresa still chooses to go barefoot, giving people a sense of imperfect beauty.

Even Rusalka, who is a barefoot fan, can rarely reach a consensus with her former "enemy" from another world on this point. The so-called one-piece black stockings are a kind of incomplete art if they are not all connected together.

Back to the point, Theresa's next words surprised Rusalka:

"Everyone, Scorpio has returned to the arms of death." Theresa sighed. "Our cooperation was perfect, but we underestimated the Pope's strength. To prevent his sacrifice from being in vain, I have some intelligence about the Light Church that I would like to share with you."

Ever since Sanitta took the time to tutor him in world history, Rusalka's opinion of Theresa has been constantly improving: The Light Church is not only the state religion of Esdi, but also the largest church in the world, with believers all over the world, and many other countries have built churches and autonomous regions specifically for them.

On the one hand, it is because of the abundant martial virtues, and on the other hand, it is because the camp of God Light is lawful good. Most countries established by intelligent creatures welcome such a group of people who have friendly relationships and abide by the rules to help them manage the part that belongs to the sun. Moreover, the place where the Light Church is established will also be tacitly regarded as a good place with order, and business and people's livelihood will be more prosperous, which is conducive to development.

Converted into game terms, it is probably like this:

Urban Architecture: Wright Mission Church

Building effects: Reputation +50, Public Security +30, Commerce +30, Relations with the Kingdom of Esdi +50, Maintenance -25, and a new profession: Believer.

To sum up, Theresa wanted to tell the secrets of the Wright Church, and everyone was happy to listen.

Theresa: "The current Pope is just a puppet in public, and the real Pope behind the scenes is someone else. It was that Pope behind the scenes who killed Scorpio."

While others might be surprised, Rusalka just thought the plot was cliché and labeled it a third-rate novel.

In the final analysis, Scorpio is just a villain who takes double the damage from his own light, and he is probably a second-rate or lower villain. After all, he can't even defeat his opponent and has to rely on the Saint for help. According to the opinion of a certain old man, he can't be considered a qualified villain at all.

Rusalka also thought it was very reasonable that he died after appearing in just a few chapters.

But today, he also wanted to ask the Saint for help, so in order not to appear out of place, he followed Sanita's instructions and made his presence felt at this uncritical moment, acting as a supporting role and asking on behalf of everyone, "So, who is the Pope behind the scenes?"

Theresa looked at Rusalka, her eyes brightening up. The sadness she had just felt was instantly swept away, as if she had pretended. She said to Rusalka with interest, "Gemini, who has always been silent, is unexpectedly concerned about this issue?"

Her remarks instantly put Rusalka in the spotlight. Indeed, he had not spoken much for a long time, leaving a very mysterious image to everyone.

But he is not pretending to be aloof. He just has no intelligence in the intelligence link and no money to buy in the transaction link. What should he do?

What can I say? How about I take a helicopter ride and entertain everyone?

Sunitaita: (Brother, let's just say, can you please not post your thoughts in private chat? You know, when I'm listening to an intelligence analysis, suddenly a bad meme pops up in the middle, like when you're petting Phoenix and she suddenly takes off her cat ears, you know?)

Rusalka: (Uh, I've never petted Phoenix. That's not right. If that's what you're saying, where does her tail go?)

Sanita: (That's enough. Even a committee of fourteen ancient people would hardly reach your level. This is just a metaphor. Do you understand?)

Rusalka: (Okay, I'll try.)

Testimonials

Emm, just like the previous one, it may be a little slower, but I will keep updating until it is finished.

Thank you all readers for reading this work. I hope everyone can understand my bad jokes.

I also hope that the second male lead’s brother will be able to hold it in after seeing this.

I also hope that everyone can think of some interesting character designs so that I can add them to the character list of the twelve zodiac signs and future plots.

Finally, if you want to know more about the game introduced at the beginning of this article, you can go and look at the rule book of "Dungeons & Dragons", also known as DND. This is a very traditional and old-fashioned real tabletop game. It is quite fun to play with friends if you have time.

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There is no group, I just borrowed the world view and character personalities from our previous group play, and picked myself and a brother to bring in.

Q: Why just two people?

A: My writing skills are too weak to write group portraits.

Chapter 34: Cyber ​​Village King

Some things are innately engraved in a person's genes.

There is almost no difference between being across the black fog and being across the Internet cable, especially when Saint Theresa is starting real-name authentication while Rusalka is still using a small account anonymously, the soul of the 21st century cyber keyboard warrior is now resurrected under the throne of God.

Sanitta's request to him might be to "make a deal with the saint", but it is different for Rusalka. He not only wants to make a deal with the saint, but also wants to show off.

Rusalka gathered her strength and said, "Ms. Theresa, I'm from Esdi. It's normal for me to care about the church."

"Really? I remember now. You said before that you were a knight abandoned by the Holy Light and went to the Kingdom of Sneidi. But I looked it up, and there's indeed someone who fits your profile recently. It seems to be a young knight named Caster." Theresa smiled, covering her mouth. "It seems he's joined you? Or perhaps you know him, dear 'former' Paladin."

Damn, she opened my stand-in’s box!

Sometimes living too close is not a good thing. You will see each other every day. It was really unexpected that Custer was exposed. Although he was really honest and Rusalka was a little touched, at this time he hoped that what Custer said was all lies.

Rusalka thought to herself, at least my true identity hasn't been exposed, and then she replied calmly, "That's not important. What's important is that since Scorpio has failed, does the Saint want to cooperate with me?"

Theresa narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled sweetly: "If His Majesty Gemini can get rid of the real Pope for me, I will agree to any conditions you ask~"

Rusalka nearly fainted. "I'm not convinced! Damn it! My pants are moving! I'm done! How can this woman be a saint?" Was Light blind, or was the goddess in charge of Sese treating her poorly? How could she not be a "saint" of the Sese Church?

Rusalka shook her head. “I can’t do that. After all, you haven’t even revealed the Pope’s true identity.”

"Oh, I was so happy just now that I almost forgot about it." Theresa said, "I don't know the name and identity of the Pope Behind the Scenes, but I am sure that she is a Filin. In the Kingdom of Esdi, Filins are very rare. I imagine that the Kingdom of Snidi is the same. So if anyone has any confirmed information related to the identity of the Pope Behind the Scenes, you can trade with me."

Why are there the Filin tribe again? The number of cats has increased! Rusalka thought.

Seeing that Rusalka was distracted again, Sanitta reminded him that it was time to speak.

Rusalka: "Miss Saint, quick success and instant benefits are not advisable. The more you want to eliminate the Grand Pope, the more likely you are to be entangled in it. Let's think about it from another angle. Our Kingdom of Snidi has recently started a civil war. This also contains opportunities for you to develop your power, isn't it?"

Theresa nodded, tilted her head, looked at Rusalka, and asked doubtfully, "Gemini, if I'm not mistaken, you want me to help you win the civil war, right? Let me think... Recently, the Fourth Prince received the public support of the Oaks family, one of the three great dukes, and was the first to capture the royal capital. The First Prince was defeated and retreated. The Second and Third Princes are currently unknown. It is said that the Second Prince's backers are another great ducal family, the Delai family. In that case, in other words, you are on the Third Prince's side? Or, are you the Third Prince himself?"

Ah? The Central Committee has already started fighting? When?

Rusalka and Sanitta couldn't hold back when they heard this. Fortunately, the black fog obscured their expressions, otherwise they would have been sweating profusely. It turned out that their village intelligence network was so backward that they hadn't even heard about the change of owner of the royal capital. It was just the stage where "the kingdom was about to change."

Come to think of it, if there really was no war, where would so many refugees come from to "take precautions in advance"? Most of the people would definitely be the type who would rather deceive themselves than move before the war breaks out. If you think about it carefully, it can only be that the war has already broken out and they are refugees.

At this point, admitting or denying would reveal information. Cybernet's reputation as a skilled tactician wasn't in vain. Faced with this yes-or-no question, Rusalka decisively chose to reply with "or." He shrugged and acted nonchalantly toward the Saint. "Your identity is up to your imagination. I have a deal that will allow Miss Saint's forces to legally establish themselves on the borders of the Kingdom of Snidi."

Theresa was a little surprised, but she didn't refuse. Instead, she asked tentatively, "If you can get the nobles of the Kingdom of Snidi to approve of this act of inviting a wolf into your home, I imagine it will cost you a lot, right? Unfortunately, I recently collaborated with Scorpio. Now, not only have my forces lost some of their vitality, but they are also being closely watched by the Pope. It would be extremely inappropriate for me to cross the border."

Rusalka: "No, no, no, none of this is important. I wonder if Miss Saint, or anyone here, have ever heard of something called 'God's Legacy'?"

This thing was compiled by Sani Tieta, and its main feature is the flexible use of "the profoundness of the Chinese language and the diversity of noun interpretations". For example, this thing is actually called ancient relics/ascension Taoist temple/the road to heaven. It doesn't matter what it is called. Anyway, it is a "heritage of the gods", and everyone here will think it is a synonym of the noun in their mind, but with a different name.

It doesn't matter even if this thing itself doesn't exist. It can be anything related to God. As long as I say it with confidence, no one will question whether I am bragging.

As expected, Theresa was stunned at first. After repeatedly considering the word, she frowned slightly and asked, "A treasure similar to the Tears of the God of Light?"

Rusalka neither nodded nor shook her head. She pretended to think for a moment before saying, "That's about right. It's hard for me to explain the details, but there's something like this in the Kingdom of Snidi. It's kept in the royal vault, and it requires the blood of a direct relative and the certification of at least two Grand Dukes to open it."

Theresa chuckled, "That sounds almost impossible to open."

Rusalka: "Nothing is impossible. The authentication itself is not a living thing, but a secret technique mastered by some grand ducal family. Fortunately, I know how to cast this secret technique. The only thing I lack now is royal blood and a high-level spellcaster who can perform this secret technique."

Theresa: "One?"

Rusalka: "Yes, I already have one, I just need one more."

Theresa: "In other words, you want me to send someone like this to support you and help you complete the door-opening ceremony, and in exchange, you want me to secretly establish my forces in the Kingdom of Snidi?"

Rusalka: "No, no, no. Even if you have such a spellcaster, do you really think the royal guards are just for show? If your cathedral is invaded, can the Tears of the God of Light be stolen if you don't take action? The principle is the same."

Theresa nodded. "It seems unlikely, so what do you want?"

Rusalka: "I want to capture the capital."

If you say this to anyone in real life, everyone will think that Rusalka is either telling a joke or just bragging. If Sanita says this to Rukasha, he will be told: Who are you sending it to?

But only here, everyone seems to be very fierce. It may also be because they are under the watchful eye of the God of "Truth", so they are a little restrained and dare not tell lies. Anyway, Rusalka has not seen anyone bragging in the past few months.

Therefore, no one laughed at Rusalka's words, and Theresa looked at him with interest: "If you say so, it seems that you already have your own power, right?

Then I understand. You want to give me a piece of land within your sphere of influence as a base. I can rely on this base and the false name you gave me to participate in the civil war in your kingdom and expand my influence to the Kingdom of Sinidi.

In exchange, I need to work hand in hand with your forces. If we succeed in taking the capital, no, as long as I can help you get the 'God's Legacy' in the treasury, you don't need anything else, right?"

Rusalka nodded. "You can understand it this way. By then, my power can be completely handed over to you, and you can control the resources of the Sneidi Kingdom from behind the scenes. This may sound unreliable to you, but I can swear before the eyes of the gods that my only goal has always been the divine legacy. Of course, if you are willing to swear before the eyes of the gods not to steal it from me, I think we can try to cooperate."

Theresa pondered for a moment, then quickly covered her mouth with a smile. "The divine inheritance seems very tempting. But I've never been greedy. No problem, Lord God. Then I'll trouble you to sign a contract for us. It seems you and I are similar types. You know, Gemini, I really like people like you who have clear goals. Is there a chance we'll meet in real life?"

Rusalka also smiled: "Maybe."

He thought to himself: What the hell, not only do you want to crack my box, you also want to blow me up offline, right?

However, thank you for your love, Miss Saint, but I already have Phoenix. Of course, if you don't mind being my mistress, that's fine with me too...

Sunita: (Tingting, Tingting, can we save the fantasy part for the dreaming part in the second half?)

So, Rusalka gave up her first time under the gaze of the gods: for the first time, she signed a contract with an NPC she had never met before in this mysterious kingdom of God.

Oh, it seems that this is not the first time. The saint gave him a cloak before. The cloak has never been washed or worn since it was sent, and it is still gathering dust in the closet.

The next thing was very pleasant. Rusalka directly reported the location of the Pearl Tear Territory to her, and then marked out the area that could be occupied, which was the Ropa Territory. Then she reminded her that this area was not that safe, and there was a viscount who was also eyeing it.

The Saint seemed a little puzzled and repeated Rusalka's words: "A viscount's ranger squad?"