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However, no one responded, and the sounds of music and laughter from afar continued.

Flint held his forehead and muttered quietly, "I have to calm down. If this is the work of those guys who like to play with illusions and psychology, there must be a way to crack it, that is, the 'key point'."

He looked around and finally decided to go to where the sound came from.

So he walked through the hydrangea bushes for about a hundred meters, and when he passed a row of hedges, the view suddenly opened up.

There was a long table on the carefully trimmed lawn, filled with exquisite snacks, and a large fruit basket was filled with appetizing fruits.

Flint had only seen such a sumptuous table in the Shire Hills, the home of the halflings. The halflings loved sumptuous food, fine wine, and tobacco, and they worked hard just to enrich their own tables.

Halflings rarely leave their homes, so many never use their talents. Those who do venture out are often top thieves and assassins.

When Flint's attention was fully focused on the sumptuous food, a voice came into his ears: "Look, look, who is here!"

Flint looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man as burly as Gotrick holding a rudkin and looking over here.

Because the man was so big, the rudkin looked like a toy in his hands.

Flint clenched his only weapon and stared at the man warily: "Who are you? What do you want to do by using illusion to bring me to this place?"

The man said unexpectedly: "Don't you feel any intimacy with me?"

"That must be your trick! I know how it feels when facing a mind flayer!"

The man laughed. "You still blame me for not giving you a ring upgrade. Look, you don't really trust me. You're just pretending to believe in me. I guess that halfling bard has had a profound influence on you."

Flint looked suspicious. "What do you mean? You want to impersonate Kailin? Although Kailin is an unreliable god, she will not be polite to those who pretend to be her - probably."

The man laughed: "Look at your words, 'Karen is an unreliable god', 'I won't be polite - probably', you never believed me at all! If I opened the next link for you, wouldn't it be a shame?"

Flint frowned, "Strange, why am I beginning to think that you are the one who is holding back Kailin?"

Man: "Because I am! Never mind, I don't like to show my true face. That's more like what Lancelot or Typhon like to do."

After saying that, he waved his hand and flew up.

Flint: "Yeah, yeah! He flew up like this the last time we met the Mind Flayer and then acted cool with us, saying he was the Mastermind's deputy or something."

The next moment, the man's body was submerged in the light. When the light faded, his body expanded several times and became a giant that looked down on everything, emitting an indisputable divine light.

It is said that the magic of Divine Power Like a Mountain is a simulation of the divine light of the righteous gods. However, the divine light of the righteous gods does not always shock mortals. For example, the divine light of Lancelot only makes the mortals who are illuminated feel warm.

And Karin's divine light will make people feel happy involuntarily, as if they have just indulged in pleasure for three days.

Even Flint finally believed at this moment that he had met the god of business, entertainment and wine: Kailin.

His legs half-knelt down uncontrollably - this was the instinct of mortals when facing gods.

The dancers who had just surrounded Karen were all enveloped by the light. When the light faded, the four saints under Karen's seat revealed their true faces.

Flint frowned: "Aren't all the saints men?"

One of them said: "Sometimes it's nice to be a woman. I mean, a woman who doesn't bleed regularly every month."

Several other saints nodded.

Kailin waved her hand: "Stop! It's my turn to speak now."

"Oh yes, please." One of the saints made a gesture of invitation.

Kailin: "Flint, the reason you came to me is because I paid special attention to you. You and I have a deep connection because of this. Mortals generally call people like you my chosen ones."

Flint: "But I just opened the fourth ring road."

He thought about it and changed his words: "Not long after all, the promotion was a month ago."

"You're so long-winded!" Kailin waved her hand. "I told you, if you don't believe me and question me like this, I'll look like a nobody if I upgrade your ring. Lancelot will laugh at me!"

Flint: "Lancelot? What does this have to do with Lancelot?"

"Of course, that guy is a nuisance. If I do something wrong, he will come and lecture me. He is so annoying! And don't talk about Carlisle Newman. Newman is a good person. He doesn't have any black spots except that he is a bit of an idiot."

Flint: “Uh…”

Kailin: "From now on, your catchphrase will be 'Lancelot's xxx'! It's decided."

Flint: "Well... Lancelot's temple is quite common. There are paladins stationed in the temples. I don't want to be chopped by Lancelot's paladins."

Kailin snorted.

Flint: "So I'm... dead?"

Kailin: “Yes, because you are my de facto constituent, and I follow the interesting—I mean, the progress of the Salvation Crisis—through your eyes.”

Flint: "You just said interesting."

Kailin: "I am the God of Joy, and it is normal for me to say it is fun. Don't question my concern for the safety of the world."

One of the saints said, "Believe first, then question."

Flint: "So, just because you want to watch the show, I died and was sent here as your chosen one? Should I be canonized after that? Are you sure you want me to be canonized when I only have the fourth-ring magic? Isn't this inappropriate?"

Kailin: "Actually... it's like this. It's quite troublesome for us gods to see the main material plane directly. We need our believers to act as intermediaries. It's not like those planeswalkers who can see with a crystal ball.

"We still have limitations. We can't see things that believers don't know. So what happened between Rosalie and the Planeswalker Apprentice... we didn't see it! If you were more alert and let us see it, maybe you can upgrade your ring."

Flint: "I refuse!"

Kailin: "You are worthy of being my chosen one! Honest and kind! Yes, that's how you should be! That was just a test for you!"

Flint looked at the four saints beside him and asked, "Is He always like this?"

"This is not the first day you have served Him, don't you know?" the saint asked back. Anyway, he didn't give a direct answer, but it made no difference whether he had answered or not.

Kailin: "In short! We have to find a way to send you back now. But you died from the withering spell, and the resurrection scroll probably can't revive you. After your eyeliner was cut off, we don't know what happened next.

"So we are going to use other methods to send you back. You know we can sometimes send messengers directly down, and in this case we have to create a body for the messenger."

Flint: "You mean I will become your herald? Are you sure you want a fourth-ringed priest to become your herald?"

Cailin: "Why not? How can a herald be so inconvenient? Besides, all the gods are beginning to pay attention to what is happening in Gralia. Soon you will encounter the heralds, or the chosen ones, of other gods.

"And I have a feeling that Ragnora's coming is not simple, and there is a dark force behind the cult. But now, apart from those mages who have left the timeline, I can't see any future developments."

Flint: "Wait! Can't you see it?"

Kailin: "My authority does not contain prophecy or destiny affixes."

Flint: "Affix?"

Kailin: "Yeah, so I don't know what will happen in the future. Although we are gods, we are bound to this system. Although we can travel to other planes, those who go there are incarnations, not ourselves. Incarnations are just stronger mythical creatures.

"We are always affected by the time flow of our own plane. And those damned planeswalkers have already left their original timeline. They can't defeat us, but we can't do anything to them either, because they are not restricted by the timeline.

"Lancelot particularly hated planeswalkers because there was one who kept teasing him, and after being 'destroyed' he ran back to the time of his own resurrection.

"So the planeswalkers know what will happen in the future because they can look at the timeline at will, just like we turn the pages of a book. Before you read the book, you can turn to the page you are interested in according to the page number in the table of contents. The planeswalkers are like this. They can turn to the later chapters first to see the results."

Flint: "I see. One last question. After I reshape my body as a Herald, what will happen if they find a way to restore my body and use the Resurrection Scroll?"

Kailin: "It's okay. You only have one soul. It's impossible for you to enter two bodies. So their resurrection will have no effect."

Flint: "Okay, so how do I get back? Where will I appear when I get back?"

One of the saints said, "We will try to send you to something that has more of your aura. For example, next to your armor. But before we send you back, we have to reshape your body first."

Karin: "Yes. So what would you like to have as your body? Pork pie? Or this nice corned beef with a little wine?"

Flint was shocked: "What are you going to do to me?"

One of the saints: "Don't worry, the material will only make you smell the material all the time, there will be no other side effects."

"This side effect is fatal!" Flint exclaimed, "There's a werewolf with a super nose in the Savior Team! She's going to bite me! Can you use something other than food to rebuild my body?"

Kailin: "We just want to see her bite you!"

"I refuse! If you don't give me a proper body, I won't go back. I'm quitting this job!"

Flint sat down on the ground.

Kailin and the Four Saints looked at each other.

Saint: "Or, use your lute."

Kailin looked at her lute and smiled: "That's fine, it's quite fun."

Flint: "Wait a minute! Tell me what the side effects of this thing are first!"

Kailin: "There are no side effects. The main thing is that there will be music when you are emotional. You just need to not be emotional."

Flint: You!

Kailin: "I have already agreed to one of your requests! Don't push your luck! If you are willing, then you can agree. If not, forget it. I will canonize you, and then you can stay here with me to play the piano and eat with me every day."

Flint thought for a moment and cursed, "Kaelin's horns!"

Kailin: “Fuck you!”

Flint: "You use your lute as my body, and that's my new mantra!"

Kailin thought for a moment and said, "That's fine. I'll send down an oracle and have my knights start to cause trouble for you. Just wait for me."

As he spoke, Kailin snapped his fingers, and his lute flew up, gradually changing into the appearance of Flint.

Then the dwarf's body also floated up, flew towards the new body, and gradually merged into one.

The new "Flint the Igner" is born!

Chapter 216: Kailin, the Envoy, and Tap Dance

Back to the time when the king tore open the scroll to revive the dwarf.

The king examined the two halves of the scroll in his hand with doubt: "This is indeed the resurrection scroll, and I felt the divine power when I tore it."

Elizabeth: "But except Flint, no one here is familiar with the divine power. You can't guarantee that you haven't made any mistakes."

Wang scratched his head.

Elizabeth added, "I suddenly remembered something. We are not just a small team now. We are a floating city. We need a church in the city. To have a church, we need a pastor. Flint alone is not enough."

Li Guang: "I originally wanted to say that the shamans in our tribe could play the same role as priests, but all the shamans are dead. The shaman tradition of our tribe has been cut off. But the lizardmen cannot live without shamans, if possible..."

Wang: "I understand. A priest and a shaman are what the future floating city needs."

Elizabeth: "There is a temple of Lancelot in the floating city, which will also be helpful for our adventure."