Mobius was still unable to get out of the shadow of failure. Ten days ago, after he woke up from his coma, he learned about the incident from the only two remaining weapon elves. They were surrounded and attacked. None of the other weapon elves were able to escape from the enemy's hands, and three of them had completely left the world.

It's all my fault!

Mobius felt sadness and regret coming from the depths of his heart. Although the two weapon elves did not blame him for this, this made Mobius even more self-blame and sad.

He felt that he had lost his goal and hope, and could only see a dark and dull future. He didn't know what he was going to face, nor did he want to know that this huge failure made Mobius know for the first time what kind of power the enemy he was facing had. They even had the weapons made by the God of Justice so easily and so easily since learning with Heidson. Mobius had never encountered such a complete failure like today, and everything he learned was not used in the face of absolute power. In fact, when Mobius learned from the weapon elves that he was able to be rescued not because of the other party's carelessness, but because no one paid attention to him at all, the once proud young paladin had completely fallen into deep despair.

He is not even qualified to be noticed by the enemy!

Lord Gabriel naturally learned about him. Although the little girl-like archangel didn't say anything, she took back the remaining two weapon elves that followed Mobius. Nothing could express her disappointment more than this. Hederson, the teacher he admired and respected the most, had never even seen him. However, the boy also knew very well that his teacher was probably quite disappointed with him.

Where is my future?

The room was dark, and although the sun was still bright. But in Mobius's eyes, he was always weak. He felt his breathing heavy, although he didn't know what he should do. But the boy also knew that if this was not possible, he had to cheer up, he had to cheer up."

Then what?

Can I really save this continent and this world?

Whenever Mobius asked him deep in his heart, he felt that his confidence would be reduced by a little. Until now, the young Paladin had no courage to ask himself in this way. He just mechanically picked up a piece of dry and hard bread from the table, drank it with cold water, and barely finished today's breakfast. But that's all. After waking up, Mobius's life was like this every day. He just sat blankly on the chair and stared out the window. Until the sunset, he went to bed,

He dared not go out, and did not dare to face the soldiers who had given him expectations. He dared not look into their eyes, afraid that they would laugh at him, and even more afraid that they would ask themselves, why, as a paladin in the temple, he could not protect his subordinates and weapons? What did he do in the battle?

But today, Mobius might have been tired of such waiting, perhaps he had become tired of himself and gave up on himself, and the young Paladin left his room for the first time and walked out of this dim abode.

It was noon now, and the soldiers were still practicing hard. Mobius could hear the loud shouts and practices in the square, which made him feel a little relieved. After all, this also made him less likely to contact people. At this time, ordinary people would not appear here. In fact, just as Mobius thought, when he walked out of his hut, there was no one outside. The young paladin lowered his head silently and stared at everything in front of him in a daze. He didn't know what he should do now, whether to stay here or leave quietly? However, after seeing the church not far away, he seemed to be attracted. The young paladin walked towards the sacred building.

There was no one in the church. After the establishment of the coalition government, Catherine deliberately pushed many affairs to the temple, and her reasons were very sufficient. Since the so-called "democratic country. The proposal comes from the God of Justice. Then those who follow the will naturally have to accept the gaze and scrutiny of the temple to ensure that we do not deviate from the God of Justice." For other nobles, they naturally agree with Princess Catherine's opinion. After all, the God of Justice has caused their country and territory to change in such chaos now that you don't take responsibility, would you still have to wipe your butt?

So during this period, the temple was also in short supply. In addition, Catherine had already consciously induced a small number of pastors to fall, so the temple's efficiency in handling affairs naturally became even lower. Now even those intern pastors have to teach training and military preparations, and maintain the discipline of "mastering the main procession. No one will ever care about who will go to the church to pray.

Walking to the front of the quiet church and staring at the tall statue of the God of Justice, Mobius knelt down. He closed his eyes and began to pray, begging the gods to give him guidance, sweep away the shadows and mists ahead of him, and eliminate the confusion in his heart for him. However, although he had prayed for a long time, he could not obtain any finger bows from the God of Justice, nor any revelation.

At this moment, Mobius was already in a state of desolation.

Could it be that even the gods have been released

“God didn’t give up on anyone.”

Just then, behind Mobius, a beautiful and beautiful voice sounded.

"Why?"

Hearing this, Mobius was shocked. He quickly stood up and turned his head, looked in the direction where the sound was made, and then he saw Catherine standing not far behind him, smiling.

"His Princess Saint!"

Seeing Catherine's appearance, Mobius was shocked. He had no time to think about why the Saint appeared here, so he hurriedly knelt down and saluted her.

"No need to be polite, young warrior."

Catherine's voice was still so peaceful and gentle, with indescribable comfort.

"Please stand up, there is no need to lower your noble head. You did nothing wrong." He even lost the weapon given to him by the God of Justice! Can this be considered a real warrior? What power do you have to save others? Save this land? What qualifications do you have to stay here?

"Dear Saint, I

"I know."

Catherine interrupted Mobius's words, and she looked at the young Paladin with a gentle smile.

"I know, this failure has put you in the abyss of despair. You feel that you are powerless to change all this, right? I can feel the loss and sadness in your soul, but" said Katherine's tone suddenly became serious. "But, I have to tell you that you were wrong."

"Why?"

Hearing this, Mobius raised his head in surprise, and he stared at Catherine in disbelief, wondering if she would say such things.

Did you think it wrong?

"That's right."

Catherine said, and her expression became much more serious.

"Maybe in your opinion, it's all your fault. You think we gave up on you and the great gods left you, but in fact it's the opposite. It's not that the gods gave up on you, but that you gave up on the gods."

"I

"What do you think is the embodiment of justice? Is it power? Is it enough to defeat everything?"

Katherine's voice became faster and faster.

"Do you think that only those with power can reflect the value of justice, and those weak cannot do this?"

"I don't think so, but I..."

"Look at those women."

Catherine said, turning out the window.

"Look at them, they do not use divine power like me, nor have powerful skills like you. Maybe they cannot face evil attacks, but what are they doing right now? They have no power to tie up, and they cannot even wield weapons to fight the enemy, but they have not given up and been depressed. They are also doing what they take for granted. Without their help, can the Paladins go to the front line to fight the enemy with peace of mind? Can they wave the sword in their hands with peace of mind? When they fight bloody and return, don't they desire a pot of warm water and a soft bed?"

Speaking of this, Catherine reached out and pressed the boy's shoulder.

"There is not only one way to support justice. Of course, everyone will choose the way they think is the most appropriate way to uphold justice, but failure is also inevitable. Isn't it right? I give up completely because of a single failure? Are you still a warrior? Mobius? I don't want to say that the justice of the entire continent needs you to maintain. Think carefully, the God of Justice has chosen you and chosen you as his spokesperson. So, how can you be so depressed?"

"But, in their eyes, I'm not worth mentioning at all."

Mobiwu cut Di down and clenched his fists.

"Those evil mages, they didn't even take me seriously!"

"That's why you have to prove to them that they are wrong!"

Catherine's voice was mixed with clear firmness and faith.

"If you keep so depressed, it will only prove that they are right, and you are indeed not worthy of their attention! Because you cannot cause any obstacles to them at all! Are you willing to be a weak and incompetent person as the evil enemies think? Are you willing to let them laugh at your timidity and cowardice?"

"Of course not!"

The heat deep in the young man's heart was immediately ignited. He raised his head and looked into Catherine's eyes.

"I won't let them succeed!"

"You will succeed, young warrior."

Catherine's voice lowered a lot, and returned to the gentleness and softness that had just happened.

"Remember, failure is not scary, and escaping failure is the most scary. I think the reason why Archangel Gabriel took back those two weapons was because you have lost the fighting spirit, you have lost the courage and confidence, so you are not qualified to use them again. And now, I think you should understand how to do it and prove yourself, not only for us, but also for you."

"I...I understand."

After pondering for a moment, Mobius raised his head. His originally confused eyes had become shining and bright at this moment.

"I understand what you mean, Your Highness, thank you for your teaching and guidance! It seems that I haven't

As he said that, he knocked his right hand heavily on his chest, performed a paladin etiquette towards Catherine, and then quickly turned around and left here.

You have been abandoned by the gods. Looking at Mobius's back, a cold smile appeared in Catherine's eyes.

As a waste, he will naturally not be attracted by the attention of gods, right? But it is not a bad thing for Hederson to give up on him. At least, this gives him some room to play. Some chess pieces are still very useful, and if you abandon them now, it would be a bit worth it.

Work hard, boy.

Catherine walked out of the temple without even looking at the statue standing behind her.

You will be the beginning and end of the entire king's destruction.

But what he thought just now was really ridiculous.

What exactly is exercising justice?

"Of course it's power!"

Catherine shook her body and moved violently on the priest girl, showing an evil smile. She stared at the original firmness and calmness in front of her, but now she has become like a little girl. She felt joy and excitement from the bottom of her heart.

"Only power is everything. Isn't it? Miss Weapon Elf?"

"Ah" The continuous stimulation made Naru unable to respond to Catherine's question. She no longer knew how many times she felt the trembling pleasure. She was still bound at the moment, but she had no initial resistance. Her eyes were dissipated, and the iron ball that had almost turned white had already been removed from her mouth. Instead, they were two lubricated tentacles penetrated into it, squirming violently and greedily. Under Catherine's spell, several other tentacles that rose from the ground were also dispersed and wrapped around the girl's petite and slender body, bringing her endless pleasure.

"It seems that the god you believe in has not come to save you. What is the point of your struggle? Oh, it seems that you no longer struggle. It seems that Miss Angela's method is quite effective.

Isn't it? Faith? If faith is not supported by the power, what is the point? What do you believe in now? Kindness? Controversy? Or is it something in your body now?"

While mocking, Catherine was moving faster and faster, and the breathing of the priest girl became more and more rapid as she moved her movements. She could no longer think, and she was simply experiencing the waves again and again with her instinct. Let it sweep and wash away her body. The rational and strong consciousness of the past had long disappeared. Her magical magic had been completely sealed, and now Catherine's desire for revenge was also strong. Every time she ravaged this weapon elf, she would use many quite "improper" spells, such as enhancing her sensitivity, or summoning some weird things to stimulate her nerves.

Just like now.

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Opening her eyes blankly and feeling Catherine's fierce attack behind her, the girl let out a vague cry again. Under Catherine's command, another tentacle was tugging around the girl's body, and then got into the place behind her that should not have been inserted by anything. This immediately made the girl start roaring loudly, twisting her body crazy to achieve a small **. However, she was not able to fully enjoy the pleasure that penetrated her soul.

"Call me the queen!!"

Accompanied by Catherine's gesture, several tentacles tugged heavily on the priest's girl's body, dragging her out of the pleasure that she had not been completely immersed in, and was forced to feel a new round of ravages and conquest.

Finally, Catherine left the body of the priest girl. The weapon that had lost its last support fell on the cold ground. She half opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to breathe unconsciously. The originally beautiful and cute face was full of dirty white marks, not to mention that her body was already full of various scars. At this moment, the girl's body was still trembling irregularly. She kicked her legs unconsciously, as if she was fighting something, and as if it was just an instinctive mechanical reaction.

"Sooner or later, your master will become my pawn, the weapon elf lady, the God of Justice chose him to fight against my master and try to destroy my master's plan. Then, I can also use him in turn to destroy the God of Justice's plan. With his power, he is no match for the master at all. His only meaning of existence is to make the victory of this war come a little later.

Walking to the weapon elves, Catherine said, and made several gestures at the same time. Soon, the dark tentacles dragged the weapon elves from the ground and pulled them in front of her. At this time, Naru was already confused. His originally slender belly had already bulged with a visible bulge at this moment. Catherine's uncontrollable invasion had caused her to suffer a terrible experience she had never had before, and she must have never forgotten it.

Even if you find a group of orcs, you won't do it better than it is now.

This is what Li Lin sighed to Nia after the inspection.

"Give up? Have you decided to give up the God of Justice? My lovely weapon elves?"

He reached out to stroke Naru's cheek, and a cold and proud brilliance flashed in Catherine's eyes.

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