I Am the God of Games

"What? You don't want to be a duke yet?"

After Angela refused to inherit the title, the old duke couldn't help showing a surprised look.

This is a duke. The entire Silver Eagle Principality is equivalent to its own territory. You can do whatever you want. Except for the Valla Royal Family, it almost holds the highest authority in the North, and its status is even equal to that of the Archbishop of the Heavenly Father Church. the throne of the duke!

"As of now, I won't hide it from you. In fact, I have already given up my belief in the God of War and converted to the God of Games."

Angela thought about it for a long time and felt that if she wanted to develop well, the support from her father was necessary, so she decided to be honest with him.

"God of games..." Peng Leyin showed an unbelievably shocked expression, but then turned into a slightly bitter smile: "It's not other gods, but the god of games from Tierra, which is also Is it fate..."

Obviously, before returning this time, Angela did not know the identity of the Tierra royal family on her mother's side, but she still believed in the god who had indirectly caused Tierra's demise. Rein had to put it on the so-called fate.

"Fate? No, our teachings don't pay attention to this." Angela was inexplicably happy about this: "The Lord God has provided us with the basis for becoming stronger, but to become a real strong man, we can only rely on ourselves. His efforts (and livers). There is no doubt that He showed us that human beings can change their destiny through their own efforts, and it is precisely because of this that we respect the god so much."

"Is that so……"

Pan Leyin looked incomprehensible: Why is the god of this game different from what I heard?

"But now our church is still very weak and can't blatantly appear in front of others, so I hope that father, you can continue to be the duke for a while, and on my side, there are important things waiting for me to do." Angela This is explained next.

The lion guardian spirit slowly fell to the ground, and then disappeared because the summoning time was completely exhausted, leaving only Angela and the silver eagle prince Pang Leyin on his back.

"Put me down, I feel like I'm almost in good shape."

Angela put his father down according to his words. He glanced at the other party's blood tank, and it was still about a third empty. It seemed that a bottle of Coke could not completely cure him.

Even so, the old man still doesn't want to stay on his son's back all the time, which is probably a little stubborn as a father.

He looked at Angela, who was only a little shorter than himself, and patted his head kindly, a little worried: "Although I know that you are valued by the gods," when he said this, the old man glanced at Angela Wand in hand: "But you must know that even after so many years, there is still a secret army loyal to the emperor in the Valla Empire hunting down Tiera's remnants, and the believers of the god of games are also their key hunting targets, Seriously, the Father doesn't think highly of this church."

His remarks made Angra who wanted to convince his father to convert to the god of games to extinguish his thoughts.

Angela is very clear that the old man can always sit firmly in the position of the duke and govern the Silver Eagle Empire smoothly. Many things are definitely more stable than the future vision.

In fact, Peng Leyin is indeed very prudent in his actions, and he has arranged for many possible problems. Only a idiot like Pompeid who acts completely unreasonably can disrupt the old man's position and force him when he is caught off guard. into desperation.

In addition, Peng Leyin was also an old-fashioned God of War believer who had believed in the God of War since he was a child, and he had also cultivated a grudge, so he would definitely not be able to convince the other party by himself.

Maybe the other party will conversely persuade him to leave the Church of the God of Games.

"I know very well what kind of predicament the Church of the God of Games is in now." As the holder of the lord system, Angra has a bigger picture than most sand sculpture players: "But it is precisely because of this that I have There is room for me to give full play to my talents, Lord God has given me gifts that represent the future and hope, and I will never abandon Lord God."

He made such a statement, and the old man could not help but sit on the wax, and he didn't know where to start persuading him.

At this time, Angela's mind also shifted to other places.

Edward and the others were no longer in the staircase room, and the wicked demons who had been raging had also turned into corpses - Angela could vaguely recognize that the fatal wound on the undead warlord's head seemed to come from a meteor hammer...

The roar of monsters came from outside.

This made Angra frown, "Where did the beasts come from in Tunaia?"

"It's a golem! Pompeid awakened the four golems on the other side of the fountain!" Pang Leyin immediately recognized the source of the roar, and the old man's face was serious: "Your followers are definitely not the opponents of the golems, hurry up and take advantage of it now. Go to the Temple of Glory to move rescue soldiers!"

On the contrary, when Angela heard that it was the four golems, she immediately felt relieved.

Although the four golems are difficult for ordinary people to deal with, after all, the outside is made of some unknown solid stone, and ordinary attacks are difficult to work.

But to the players, these things are just ordinary monsters with a level of 25 or 6 and higher physical defense. It may be troublesome to fight one-on-one, but it is not difficult for the players to fight in a group. them.

But seeing the old man's slightly anxious look, Angela suddenly thought of something.

"Dad, let's play a game." Angela shook his hand and took out a small leather shawl from somewhere and draped it over his back.

"Games? Now?" The old man stared at his only remaining son, and said in his heart, "It's broken. The old man's last son believes in the god of games. He's crazy.

It's just that he didn't know why, he felt that Angela was quite energetic at this time, and it was difficult for him to refuse his invitation. It didn't look like his brain was broken.

"It's a game, but to be precise, it should be a bet..." Angra snapped her fingers: "I bet my followers can beat those golems. Of course I bet."

"What's the point of this bet?" The old man frowned, not understanding why Angela said such a thing at such a time.

"If I win the bet. Dad, you have to agree with me to join the Church of the God of Games... and to a certain extent, provide us with a little help. Of course, I will control the degree of help, and I promise it won't make it difficult for you. "Angela said with a smile.

"Then if I win, you will inherit the title of duke tomorrow, and for a year from today, you will have to spend at least two hours every day learning from me about being a duke." The old man agreed to bet, and then he pointed out He pointed to the wand in Angela's hand: "Besides, you can't help them with that ability just now."

"No problem, the bet is established!" Angela gave a thumbs up.

The old man snorted coldly and walked towards the entrance of the castle: "I don't believe it, your followers all have the same blessings of the gods as you..."

Angela shrugged and shook his shawl—this was the reward he got after completing this mission—and followed quickly.

[Long Aotian's Little Cloak (Golden Legend)]

[Basic Attribute: Defense +1]

[Protagonist Halo: When you persuade, negotiate, persuade, and bluff, the IQ of the non-friendly unit you select as the target decreases by 20%, and this effect is regarded as a real skill (the effect will only be weakened by divinity and law resistance). )]

[Domineering Qi: Majesty +10, in addition you can exempt most of the mental shock]

[Note: 'Have you seen this cloak? Wear it and you are the protagonist. '——The God of Games]