Chapter 144

Of course, if Charlotte is contracted, she will join the maid group!

"Ahem, I'm thinking of something weird."

Field patted his head, cleared his mind, and exhaled a breath of foul air. The Chosen Ones he met recently all looked bitter and vengeful, as if contracting them would cost their lives.

"I..."

Charlotte clenched her fists and wanted to refuse, but the red-hot iron was right next to her, emitting a terrifying aura. Charlotte had a little imagination and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Looking at Field's indifferent face, she struggled again and again, and finally nodded softly.

"I agree." Charlotte gritted her teeth and agreed, "but...but I also ask."

"Well, tell me." Seeing that the big thing was settled, Field was curious about the reason why she insisted on not being contracted.

"If... I mean if, if possible, please help me to avenge and restore my country." Charlotte's mouth shrank, she sobbed, sat on the ground, then curled up with tears in her eyes, hugged her knees, "My people were all killed by the pagans..."

She was full of hatred, so she hoped to find a powerful nobleman to help her avenge the pagans.

"So that's the case, that's understandable."

The revenge of the country's destruction and the family's demise will make people give up everything.

Seeing her crying so hard that her nose was full of snot bubbles, Field sympathetically handed her a handkerchief and sighed, "Although I sympathize and understand your experience, I must point out that even the powerful empire could not stop the pagans. Which nobleman can help you avenge?"

"Uh..." Charlotte's crying stopped abruptly, blinking her eyes, thinking for a moment, her eyes lost their brilliance, "Why do you suddenly make me even sadder when you say that?"

"The trend of history is not subject to personal will."

Field shrugged.

"Besides, even if there is a powerful noble in front of you who can defeat the pagans, why would he want to contract you? The powerful nobles contract with the strongest in their families. If you ask them to abandon the sixth or seventh level God's Chosen and accept you, they will be kicked out by their competitors the next day."

People in this world can only contract with one God's Chosen, and they must be of the same race.

All the God's Chosen contracted by those in high positions are also top-level.

"I... I..."

After stuttering for a long time, Charlotte figured it out and stood there dumbly: "It turns out that the revenge I have been thinking about is just a bubble."

Nobles can be stupid, but the bloody reality will screen them. Those in high positions must have sufficient strength to support them.

Although it is impossible that God's Chosen will not be wanted by anyone, it is not enough to rely on the strength of the first level to enter the core circle of top nobles.

To become the Daji who brings disaster to the country and the people, you must at least be a vixen.

"Don't be so sad. The Griffin Empire is close to the Purple Gold Empire. The Queen will have a battle with the pagans sooner or later. You still have a chance to take revenge." Field plunged his lance into the soil and drew a pie in the air with his right hand. "If you contribute more to the Night Territory, the soldiers of the Night Territory may kill one more enemy in the future. Isn't it better to think this way?"

"Yeah, it's really much better."

Charlotte burst into laughter, wiped her tears with a handkerchief, blew her nose hard, and then handed the wet handkerchief to Field: "Thank you, I'll give it back to you."

"No, you keep it."

Field's mouth twitched and he silently took two steps back.

Charlotte patted the dust on her body, stood up and cleared her throat, with a proud face: "Although you are only a baron and your strength is very weak, I recognize you."

"Hehe, I am the most promising lord in the Northern Province. You can go to the Northern Province to inquire. This is recognized." Field breathed a sigh of relief and raised his eyebrows.

"Really? That's the best." Charlotte was as happy as a lark, with dust and tears on her face, and she looked like a fool when she smiled.

Field silently complained: After all, I am the only lord in the Northern Province, and the other lords are dead, so they definitely don't mind.

Lifting his hair, Field saw the new goddess mark.

The goddess mark exuded a soft golden light, forming a gentle and kind goddess shadow. Then, a divine power link flowed into Field's body.

Name: Charlotte Baleol

Level: First Level (Chosen by the God of Fertility)

Occupation: Natural Sacrifice

Divine Skill: Song of Fruit (Singing praises to one acre of farmland, greatly increasing the yield, and a small probability of producing golden crops. After eating, it will increase strength slightly, and the effect will gradually decrease with the number of times it is eaten.)

Artifact: Seed Bag Full of Hope (the plant seeds stored in it will gradually improve the variety)

Legion Skill: None

Territory Gain: In the lord's territory, the grainThe production of oats, wheat, and rice increased by 10%.

"Well, the agriculture of Night Territory has been settled." Field was overjoyed, his eyes shining.

Although the territory gain only increased the production by 10%, with the combination of divine skills and artifacts, the production is absolutely terrifying, and the population that can be fed will be more.

Some are happy and some are sad.

The space was torn, and Shadow and Peril appeared at the same time, and neither of them got anything good.

Peril was about to continue the attack without a word, but Shadow flashed back to the city.

In the city of Nogaisk, in the Lord's Hall, the high-end combat power of the rebels was all gathered here.

The atmosphere was extremely solemn, and the men and women tied to the altar cried loudly. Shadow flew back to the Lord's Hall, glanced at the injured people, did not speak, but waved violently at the altar.

"Puff!"

The men and women above were crushed into pieces by the invisible pressure, and the blood gathered along the lines of the altar, and finally slowly flowed into the black gold holy cup in the center. However, the large amount of blood poured in, but only slightly increased the blood in the holy cup.

"This is the last batch." The priest in a gorgeous robe knelt on the ground.

"A pure person from half of the Itaven Province can only refine this much?" Shadow was very unhappy. She picked up the Holy Grail and drank it all. Her figure immediately solidified by 30%. She could barely see the figure of a human woman. She said in a trembling and excited voice, "It's only 70% left. It's almost there."

"It's not easy to be reborn, otherwise the resurrected would have been all over the streets." Eliza walked out of the darkness and smiled gently at Shadow, "I hope you don't forget our friendship. Whether it's lending the Nirvana Holy Grail or stealing the Eye of Long-cherished Wishes, we have spent an inestimable price."

"Of course, I will remember your selflessness and righteousness." Shadow took out the Eye of Long-cherished Wishes and watched it turn into dust. "Unfortunately, nothing is eternal. The success of Itaven Province is difficult to replicate."

Relying on a shadow, he was able to persist for so long under the fifth-level God Chosen Peril, thanks to the Eye of Long-cherished Wishes.