I am the heroine's godfather!

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A steady voice came from behind. Loran and Christine turned around at the same time. When they saw who it was, Loran looked surprised.

“Nancy, it’s been a long time.”

Yes, the visitor was none other than the president of the Cartel Federation, Nancy Cartel.

"What, is the President of Cartel also interested in this legacy?"

Christine asked, while Nancy looked toward the spire: "The Saint of Extreme Cold... is my teacher."

"Forehead……"

Christine blinked, then suddenly felt like she deserved to die.

“My teacher disappeared three hundred years ago. I have been looking for her ever since, but I have never been able to find her… I should have realized it sooner: my teacher is probably dead.”

A burst of laughter echoed in Loran's mind: "Hahaha, so little Nancy has such a sentimental side, huh? Hmm, he respects his teacher a lot, that's commendable!"

Lorraine replied silently, "Aren't you going to see him at all?"

"Hey, why bother seeing him? I'm about to die, why should I cause trouble for the younger generation?"

Kasner was quite open-minded, while Loran shook his head and said nothing.

"It seems you are determined to obtain the inheritance of the Extreme Cold Saint."

"Yes."

Nancy nodded: "This time, I have gathered all the ice-attribute geniuses in Cartel, determined to seize the master's legacy."

Miss Laura suddenly broke out in a sweat.

Loran didn't care much. In his view, those geniuses in Carter were just guys on the same level as Laura, only a few years older, hence their greater strength. But what they had to do with their own strength had nothing to do with it. Whether it was defeating his clone or defeating Kasna, who was at the same level, it wasn't something he could simply crush by being a level higher.

However, Lorra didn't tell Laura about his plans; putting some pressure on the child was a good thing.

Well, Loran simply enjoys seeing Laura sweating profusely.

Noticing Laura's nervousness, Charlotte and the others went to comfort her. The three of them had no intention of vying for the inheritance, since they weren't compatible with ice attributes.

Nancy Deli exchanged pleasantries with Lorraine for a while before leaving.

"Uncle Loran...!"

A clear voice rang out, and a red-haired girl in a nun's habit rushed over. The church members following her looked at her helplessly and quickly followed.

Charlotte's eyes sharpened when she saw yet another girl greet Loran.

"Isn't this little Elena? It's been a long time."

The visitor was none other than Elena, the little detective Loran had met on the border of Avia. Now, she had become the successor of Bishop Tikmia of the Avia diocese and was living a good life.

Loran greeted the several monks behind him. These monks were all confidants of Tikmia and knew Loran's identity, so they treated Loran with great respect.

"Why haven't I seen your teacher?"

"The teacher has to stay at the parish and it's inconvenient for her to come over."

After answering Loran's question, Elena put her hands on her hips and said proudly, "Uncle Loran, I'm already a first-tier mage!"

"Yes, yes, that's really amazing."

Loran clapped her hands, then suddenly felt her sleeve being tugged. Charlotte gave her a sweet smile and said, "Loran, Loran, who is this?"

Loran blinked, sensing a hint of danger in the air.

Well, it must be his imagination.

Chapter 246 The trial begins

"Who is this?"

Elena looked at the girl who was staring at her with beautiful blue eyes, a hint of confusion on her face.

"This is Charlotte, one of my children."

Loran rubbed Charlotte's head and introduced her, "Charlotte, this is Elena, a friend I met in Avia."

Miss Charlotte remained somewhat wary. Elena was a little older than her, and although she knew that Lorraine wouldn't lay a hand on a child of that age, she still had to maintain a basic level of vigilance.

However, they certainly didn't have the same level of vigilance towards Olivia and Felicia.

"Ah, you must be Charlotte."

Elena smiled and said, "Lorraine has bragged to me many times that his child is sensible and beautiful, much better than me."

This is a lie. Loran never said anything like that. It was just Elena making it up on the spot.

But of course, Loran wouldn't argue; the other person meant well.

As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face, and since the other party was so polite, Charlotte greeted them properly.

Laura and the others came over and greeted Elena. Loran then asked, "Are you also here to participate in this trial, hoping to obtain the inheritance?"

Elena waved her hand: "I just came to take a look. After all, I'm not an ice-attribute user. I'm currently learning holy magic from my teacher, who says I have a lot of talent in this area."

"Holy arts, ah, I've never really been very good at them."

"You don't need to be skilled in holy arts at all."

Knowing Loran's identity, Elena sighed. This was Lorian, the agent of the Holy Maiden! Even when he used holy magic, the Holy Maiden herself responded. Just that alone was enough to crush most cultivators!

Many people near the spire were already getting restless. After all, they had been here for quite a while and were all rivals. The reason they hadn't started fighting yet was twofold: first, this message came from Count Morgan Fleur, a saint; and second, the president of the Cartel Federation was still here! This extreme cold saint was his teacher!

If we fight here, it's hard to say whether I can obtain the inheritance of the fallen Extreme Cold Saint, but I will definitely experience the attacks of two living saints!

Nobody's that reckless.

Seeing that quite a few people had already arrived, Loran whispered to Kasna, "It's about time we started, isn't it?"

"Well, let's get started."

Kasna's soul nodded, and Loran reached out, sending a beam of light towards the icy spire that pierced the clouds.

Those present heard the sound of ice cracking, and the spire, silent for three hundred years, slowly opened its long-sealed doors.

Nancy clenched her fist. Yes, there was no mistake, it was the teacher's scent.

This is indeed a legacy passed down from the teacher.

Nancy sighed. Before the spire opened, he had fantasized that perhaps his teacher was not actually dead, but just trapped. If that were the case, he would rescue his teacher no matter the cost.

But when the spire was opened, there was no sign of any living person inside.

Loran understood why Nancy Deli had such a gloomy expression. Although Kasna's body had not completely collapsed, the curse of the evil god meant that, although it was called a slumber, it was actually no different from death.

Furthermore, since Loran had completely expelled the aura of the evil god, it was normal that Nancy couldn't detect that Kasna's body was still alive, or even sense the aura of the evil god.

"The trial begins!"

Loran stopped and slowly announced that the group of extraordinary individuals who had been eagerly waiting outside the spire rushed inside.

"Uncle Loran, I'll go in too."

Elena waved her hand: "Although I know I probably won't be able to take this inheritance, I'm already here, so I have to give it a try."

"Since we're already here," is a phrase that no one can resist.

Charlotte and the others shared the same thought. Although they mainly came to accompany Laura, they figured since they were already there, it wouldn't hurt to go in and take a look.

Once the trial participants had all gone inside, Christine leaned closer and whispered, "That Extreme Cold Saint, is he really dead?"

Christine was only a little over a hundred years old and had never met Kasne, but Estia might have heard of her. However, she was just a child three hundred years ago and probably didn't have much of an impression of her.

The ones I really remember are probably those few kings of the demon race.

Loran glanced at Nancy and quietly used a telepathic spell: "She said she's dead."

"……what?"

"So so, so so."

Loran told Christine about Kasna's current situation, and Christine sighed, "Is there really no way out?"

"Hard to say."

Loran shook his head: "I sent a message to Lucifer, and she has probably received it. I remember that two hundred years ago, the old lich, based on the Lich Box, developed a magic that could allow the soul of a saint to exist in a medium for a long time... Lucifer probably knows this kind of magic."

"Tsk, it's that damned woman, Lucifer."

Christine didn't have a very good impression of Lucifer either, because Lucifer was truly awful. But Christine had a very good impression of Lestinger, because the two were kindred spirits (not really).

"There's no other way. You know, that old lich is a shut-in who can't possibly leave his lab, let alone leave the demon realm. Lilith and Lestinger aren't the kind of people who know this kind of magic either, so we had to send Lucifer."

"Okay, okay."

克莉丝汀也知道现在各族合作是主流，也是教廷和弥赛娅的意思每^日.发！书，群【6`5,0/5^0”2*3>3.8】，因为现在有着更重要的敌人要面对。

However, she still didn't really like that bastard Lucifer.

That's normal. Lucifer is a good teammate for people like Christine and Lesteen, allowing them to abandon their brains and just focus on the thrill of battle. But as an enemy, he's the type of person that these kinds of people hate the most.

"Speaking of which, Loran, how many challenges do you think your little Charlotte can overcome?"

"Charlotte? She'll probably fall at the first hurdle."

"Hey, seriously? Even though Charlotte isn't an ice elementalist, you don't have that much faith in your own child, do you?"

"The first test is to test your affinity with ice elements; only those with a high affinity can proceed to the second test."

"That's it."

Christine sighed, "My kids are doomed too."

"Speaking of which, aren't they all your juniors?"

Loran thought of the few half-dragons who looked quite young, even younger than Christine was during her adventurer days a decade or so ago, and felt a pang of curiosity. Christine sighed, "Yes, a few kids in their thirties or forties in the tribe… these are the children of friends who are about my age, and they're all so grown up now."

Loran coughed twice. Although he was used to the difference between long-lived and short-lived species, he still felt a little uncomfortable when Christine said that the guy in his thirties or forties was her friend's child.

However, a half-dragon in his thirties or forties is roughly equivalent to a human child in their teens, so the conversion makes sense.

Chapter 247 Charlotte, who was highly anticipated (but not really), didn't even make it into the round of 16.

Beyond the door lay an endless, snow-covered wasteland. A howling wind blew, and the chill was biting; everything felt so real, as if such a space truly existed.

"This is a saint."

Several trial participants remarked that some of them had been stuck at the sixth rank for many years, while others were heirs of a powerful force. Regardless of their backgrounds, they were all well-informed and experienced.

However, some of the trial participants from the Cartel Federation couldn't help but wonder—did that Extreme Cold Saint have the ability to create such a space?

According to Cartel's records, the Saint of Extreme Cold seems to only control the power of ice, a power that she seems never to have demonstrated, such as the ability to create a space within the spire.

However, considering that this is a relic from three hundred years ago, perhaps the extremely cold saint commissioned someone to create this space before his death.

"But what exactly is this trial?"

Someone raised a question, and as if in response, a golden admonition appeared before everyone.

Only those blessed by the ice can leave the snowfield.

Charlotte couldn't help but show a deadpan expression.

The design of the admonition looked strangely familiar, reminding her of a maze with a wicked sense of humor that someone had once built.

Sure enough, Loran is probably involved in this trial as well.

However, it seems that quite a few people will be eliminated in the first round.

Charlotte shook her head, looking at Daisy and Anna: "Hmm, judging from the advice, it seems only those with ice affinity can join the daily posting and group [6`5,0/5^0”2*3>3.8].

Daisy nodded: "After all, he is the Saint of Extreme Cold."

“意思每^日.发！书，群【6`5,0/5^0”2*3>3.8】是我们进来走个过场，就要出去了？”

Anna pouted. Although she had never thought that she, with her wind attribute, could obtain the inheritance of the Extreme Cold Saint, it was still too embarrassing to be eliminated in the first round.

"I should have asked Loran beforehand; maybe he knew."

Anna muttered to herself that, in order to ensure fair competition, the children did not ask Loran for information about the trial.

Is it naivety or foolishness?

Well, after all, we're all good kids.

It's rather embarrassing to fail at the first hurdle like this.

Elena stretched: "As expected, how could one obtain the inheritance without an affinity for ice attributes..."