Ryan first lived in Teresa's wizard tower for a day. The sorcerer took advantage of the appropriate winter climate and was about to study magic. He lingered with Ryan for a night and took the initiative to drive him away. However, Veronica was very idle, and the witch Jialan simply followed Ryan to move, and naturally she was moistened with red face.

A few days before the Winter Festival, Ryan carried out the "Earl's Go to the Grassroots" activity. As the champion of the fairy in the lake, Ryan Makado came to Red Fish Village in person, visited the villagers and fellow villagers in the village, and walked through the streets and alleys of the village to learn about the income of serfs and the life of serfs. After Ryan came here, the lives of serfs underwent earth-shaking changes. At present, hunger and poverty are gradually moving away from this village. Seeing that everyone has surplus food at home, the Count praised it repeatedly.

Afterwards, Earl Ryan came to the home of the village elder in Hongyu Village, extended holiday greetings to him, sent two fish gifts, and warmly greeted the family situation of the village elders: "It is not convenient to enter the city? What is the public security situation? Is the cost of medical treatment high?"

Facing the earl's kind greeting, the fellow villagers smiled and said, "The earl's leaders are all good. Now the road is smooth, the public security is guaranteed, and medical treatment is convenient, and life is getting better and better."

After seeing the hometown elders, the Count and his group came to visit the old man Yves' home again. Yves is a disabled veteran with various diseases such as rheumatism and no one is taking care of him. Faced with the blessings sent by the Count, the veteran burst into tears: "I am 58 years old this year. Seeing the changes in the entire village, the environment is getting better and better, and life is getting more and more beautiful. These are all gifts from the Count."

"Do you eat well? Are you dressed warm?" Opening the veteran's iron pot, Ryan found that there was minced meat porridge in the pot. The Count was very happy. Ryan cordially expressed that he had difficulties to react to the Knight Master. The veterans used their lives to fight against evil. They made a lot of contributions to the stability, unity and harmony of Brittania. The kingdom knights in various villages should pay attention to understanding the needs of veterans and service soldiers, so that they can feel the care from the fairies and knights in the lake. At the same time, they should strengthen the training of soldiers, sweat more in daily life and less bleeding during wartime.

After the visit, the Winter Festival also came. Sulia officially summoned Ryan's entire backyard in the name of her wife to hold a turkey banquet. The banquet discussed in-depth discussion on how to develop Ryan's potential, reasonably allocate Ryan's public time, and reached a consensus on many contents.

Ryan himself was banned from attending this banquet, and he didn't know what the women had talked about. Later, from Olika, who was more relaxed, he knew that Suliya and the others had competed many times that day, and it seemed that they had signed an "agreed" together, and the fairy in the lake also signed the agreement.

But Ryan didn't have time to pay attention to the banquet.

Because the emperor came, he brought Luo Jia, the gene primordial of the Word Bearer.

On the day of the Winter Festival, deep in the Xialong Forest, in underground caves.

The four emperors and imperial guards looked around with alert, and any movement would usher in their keenest counterattack. Angelan sat on the side with a complicated face. He watched the emperor's supreme power transmitting Ryan's spirit and will, purifying his former brothers, and murmured: "Father, I thought you would catch Petrabo first, so that I could use my axe to cut his stinky face."

The emperor first focused on the straw hat that Angrande wore, and then continued to focus on transforming Luo Jia: "If I want to catch Petrabo, even if I do it myself, I must be prepared to lose at least 3,000 imperial guards, and I am only 50% sure."

"That's Petrabo. He spent ten thousand years to prepare for the fortress waiting for others to attack. Unfortunately, no one will go." Angrand shouted: "I knew when I was the craziest that Petrabo could not touch his fortress."

"There is no fortress that cannot be broken, and there is no judgment that cannot be waited for. Luo Jia will pay the price for what he did." Clarkson, the Dark Skin as pale as snow and black as graphite, stood in the distance, and his taciturn level was lighter than before. Looking at Angelon, Clarkson said a few more words, and his tone contained something deeper-if any.

"If the judgment is always late, it means that it is not coming." Ryan purified Luo Jia. The strength of the demon-suppressing primordial is indeed not very good. At least he felt much easier than before. While conducting energy, he whispered: "At least, the judgment is ten thousand years late, and even for many traitors, he will be late for a longer time."

"The evils are eliminated, and only all enemies are destroyed, wiped away their breath, cleared their souls and bodies from the world, and all their past and existence records are gone in time. The evil will be punished, and the threats will be punished. Only when all the records and names of the enemies and the scrolls with their stories are destroyed, the real victory will come." Clarkson said to Ryan: "From the Astta Book, written by Kiriman."

"Luo Jia did the same." The emperor opened his golden mouth. He looked at the Gene Primarch of the Word Bearer lying on the stone slab, and there was no more expression on his cold face: "He grew up on a planet that worships evil gods. He learned nothing except faith. He was taught since childhood that the meaning of living is faith. He does not have to care about what he believes in, but whether he is pious or not."

"He just needs an object of faith. Before I arrived in his world, the object of faith was the evil god. After I arrived in his world, the object of faith was me. After I discovered this problem and finally stopped it, Luo Jia felt confused. He realized his mistakes, but the core of faith needed in his soul has not changed. After lacking the object of faith, he was like a traveler in the desert, looking for any water source frantically. The thing called Luo Jia was filled with faith. Since he could not believe in me, then look for a new faith."

"He began to look up countless scriptures and scrolls, looking for the so-called true gods, the truth of the universe and me - the essence of the creature called the Emperor. In this way, he reached the Eye of Fear, met the Four Gods of Chaos, and embraced his new faith with an ecstasy attitude. Before, he lost his goal, so the evil god of Chaos gave him one, Luo Jia was like a puppy who saw the Frisbee. He didn't care what the goal was, he just needed someone to give him one, Chaos gave him, and he led the word-bearers to offer all their loyalty."

"How pious I was before, how hate I am now, am I right? Luo Jia, my son?"

The purification was over, and the word-bearing gene primordial with bald head and an ancient spell engraved all over his body seemed to have lost everything. He said in a silence: "You can even transform me who has willingly embraced chaos back to my original appearance. Father, the great God Emperor, you used your supreme power to take away everything from me. I finally found my home. You cruelly deprived me of my faith again. Even so, you still don't want to admit that you are indeed God?"

"When will you hold that lie?" Hearing Luo Jia's words, the emperor's face changed a little bit, and the displeasure of the Lord of Humanity was expressed in his tone: "I don't want to debate this issue with you again, because it is meaningless. Ten thousand years have passed, and a big mistake has been made, and human beings are almost doomed."

"Because of this, human beings need faith, and human beings exist for faith. Father, what kind of rags are you and your empire already? The only thing that keeps your empire going to survive is what I brought you, faith." Luo Jia was pressing step by step. The Gene Primarch of the Word Bearer looked at his father with a gaze that was almost crazy and pious enough to have no self. His Creator: "The ending of the apostate era proves everything, two, one, human beings need faith, and two, you are God."

"...I will change this." The emperor was silent first, and then continued, "In my way."

"Your way? That's right, your way, because no one can oppose you, no one can fight against you, who can stop you? Inquisition? The Council of the Supreme Lord of Terra? Or the National Church of the Empire? No, they can't stop you. They ruled your empire in the name of the God Emperor. Now that you are back, they have shot themselves in the foot, and you, finally, have become what you hate the most." Luo Jia spoke like a kind priest, but his words were like a sharp sword: "Look, a feast, chaos, undead, green skin, insects, they are enjoying a feast on the rotten corpse of your empire. If it weren't for your return that ignited the spark of hope, the empire would have been doomed. Even so, you still firmly believe that you are not a god?"

"I am not a god, Luo Jia, this is the last time I talked about this problem." The emperor was always cold and calm: "Stop your self-righteous judgment and self-righteous cognition, isolate the chaos, and embark on the path of evolution and enlightenment. This is the ultimate evolution direction of mankind. I am not a god, never."

Ryan, Angron and Clarkson sit on a bench each, drinking dwarf Bagman beer and listening to the conversation between the Emperor and Luo Jia.

"Brother, do you want to order sausage?" Ryan took out a plate.

"Give me some, oh, I like the black pepper flavor." Angran nodded.

"Brother Clarkson?"

“Honey flavor.”

"Give it, this is the best native honey."

Three Primarchs sat together and ate and drank. Compared to those like Kiriman who like to think all day long, Angelron and Clarkson are not people who are entangled in this issue. For Ryan, the Emperor is his father, and that's all. He doesn't care whether the Emperor is a god. As the Primarch of the Gray Knight, all he has to do is to fight against evil in the name of the Emperor.

On the other hand, the debate between Luo Jia and the Emperor continued.

"So you think your empire truth can defeat Chaos? Do you think the truth of Chaos is that simple? Chaos comes from subspace, and the composition of subspace is the sum of all emotions of all creatures in the entire universe. The more you fight against it, the more you discover that you are actually fighting yourself. Why do I embrace Chaos? Because Chaos cannot be eliminated and can never be, do you know that you and your empire truth almost led to the birth of the fifth god of Chaos?" Luo Jia's expression on his face was very complicated, on the one hand, Qing.

The emptiness of awakening is on the one hand the despair of hope: "What is the essence of God? It is a sum of all biological consciousnesses and ultimately forms self-consciousness. And you, Father, your projection in subspace is a carrier reinforced by the faith of sentient beings, you may not admit it, but something has changed in the ten thousand years of your sitting on the throne of the golden. I fell because I accepted the view that you are not God, but through decades of investigation, I am completely opposite to what you instilled in me."

"You are God, my father, the God I believe in told me that he is not God, but I found that he is God, so contradictory and so split, you tear me into two halves, you drove me crazy! You overturned everything about me in one sentence!"

"Do you know how painful it is to force a person to repeatedly deny his faith?! But you have done this to me twice! You forced a person who has believed in gods since childhood to turn to you! Then you forced your most faithful believers to give up their faith again! I was forced to kneel before you to admit my mistake." At the end of the day, Luo Jia's expression was almost crazy, and he said hoarsely: "After I was forced to accept the view that you are not God, I found through countless signs that you are indeed God, but I have accepted the view that you are not God, and I almost went crazy! I am not your toy. Instead of continuing to endure your lies, I might as well embrace chaos, at least they are willing to accept faith!"

"So I admit that in the Great Expedition, some of my solutions were wrong. I think the spread of imperial truth would be able to keep human beings away from corruption, but I did not realize that the effect of forced implementation was counterproductive because it could not provide spiritual comfort and religious craziness could make the masses more easily unite than using reason and science to educate humans." The emperor nodded this time in agreement with Luo Jia's point of view: "We need some changes, some subtle changes."

"I'm glad we were able to agree, father, if you realized this problem earlier, I wouldn't have betrayed you at all." Luo Jia was still angry. He felt that everything was empty from his body to his spirit. He subconsciously wanted to grab the last straw: "You won't spend so much time to catch me back and then transform me, tell me, father? What do you want me to do for you? You need me, right? Right?"

"I need a new Holy Word book, re-written sentences, more exquisite illustrations and more inspiring stories. I need someone to help me manage and reform the state religion." The Emperor said to Luo Jia: "You are an important puzzle in my plan."

"Hu~" Luo Jia breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the emperor's words. This was what he wanted. It was needed by his own gods, and the things called Luo Jia were composed of faith and needs.

"Give me some time to think, Father, I don't know which book of Chaos Luo Jia or the Holy Words I want. You want a demon prince, and the dark apostle becomes the gene primrose of your rule in the state religion? You want to destroy my faith like this for the third time. I know that after you transformed it back, I can't go back to Chaos, but I need some time." Luo Jia grabbed his scalp with his fingers in pain: "You are always so relaxed."

"Okay, during the time I went to Ruscia to come back, you can stay at Ryan, and then we will return to Terra together." The emperor closed his eyes and fell into a brief silence. His mind seemed to be recalling something, and no one knew the thoughts of the Lord of Humanity.

"Lian." After a brief silence ended, the Emperor turned to Lian and said, "Take your wife to the cottage in Angrand."

"Sulia Kumani Antri De Winford as my canonized imperial princess, I want to see her."
Chapter completed!