Arad's crooked savior

In the quiet and harmonious late night, the cold moonlight casts a silvery glow, reflecting on the flowers and plants that grow against the season, and occasionally swaying with the chilly draft.

The bishops' prayer ceremony for the holy relics also ended peacefully. They returned home satisfied, packed their bags, and would leave the cathedral early tomorrow morning.

This time the gathering was a little unexpected. Since Grandis had no intention of mentioning his brother, it ended up in a harmonious situation, which made the archbishop feel a little more relieved.

But in this silent night sky, a miserable howl suddenly broke through the tranquility of the dormitory area.

"Ah~~! I'm so annoyed."

Bang~!

Lucille was so angry that she couldn't vent her anger. She got up and walked around the room. She kicked the table leg hard as if to vent her anger, causing the pen to roll several times and the ink bottle toppled over.

The self-examination letter, which had only a few words written on it, was immediately smeared with ink. It was dark and had a unique smell of ink. It seemed that it could no longer be used.

"Don't~!"

There was another scream, and Lucille held her forehead, feeling that she was about to collapse.

Because of her temper and personality, before she became the Grand Inquisitor, she was bound to make impulsive mistakes. She was often punished to copy sacred texts, or to go to a quiet room to pray and be imprisoned.

The self-reflection letter is just the same thing. It takes the blame, lowers the attitude, and talks nonsense to highlight the theme of "I was wrong." There is no big problem.

However, as soon as she picked up the pen and wanted to write a few lines, that hateful face with a triumphant smile would pop up in her mind, and her heart would immediately be filled with irritation.

Twice!

They couldn't beat him in terms of strength, and then they were insulted in front of him with sweet potatoes!

Want to apologize to him, but also lower your attitude?

Indeed, just as the Archbishop thought, Ye Lin had more or less of Lucille’s annoying attributes~

The aura of heresy, the nobility, and also, he was too strong to control it.

She really wanted to put this ink-covered letter paper on Ye Lin's face, and then wipe it vigorously a few times, preferably stuffing it into his nostrils.

But no, the law of conviction is still in his hands, which is the foundation treasure of the trial house!

"I really can't write it."

It was so uncomfortable that she rolled her eyes, almost suffocated and couldn't write many words. Lucille's yellow mushroom head was turned into a handful of fluffy enoki mushrooms by herself.

And this is not in Dia Cape in the Delos Empire, otherwise she could have called a few heresy judges and asked them to write it on her behalf.

In the great cathedral of Remedia in Hedunmar, she knew as many people as she could count on her hands.

"I will definitely burn you. I can't make it easy for you. I want you to kneel down and beg for mercy first, cry bitterly, and then crush that hateful face with my combat boots!"

He clenched his fists and said harsh words, but his body and behavior were honest. He touched a few new pieces of letter paper and took a pen to ask for help.

Hmm~ Anyway, let’s get the law of conviction back first, and as for the reward, it’s not too late in ten years.

She stepped on her slippers and knocked on the door of the three good students. She thought that with Grandis' comprehensive ability and good temper, it would not be a big problem to help write a letter of apology.

"Please come in, the door is unlocked."

He rubbed his little face that was still angry, trying to appear "gentle" and calm, and then slowly opened the door.

However, the scene inside made her stunned for a moment. She was stunned for a moment and wanted to run away.

Not only Obasi was there, but also Xiaoyu, Yuena, and Xiaoxin who were eating desserts. They all looked at Lucille standing at the door. There were many people.

She was wearing goose-yellow pajamas, with fluffy hair and a slightly haggard look on her face, which did a good job of covering up her original aloof aura.

After taking off the armored battle dress, her figure under her pajamas became smaller, and she finally felt like a normal young girl.

During the day, Lucille wears close-fitting and precise armor, a battle axe, and a cold little face. She often subconsciously forgets her gender.

"Uh, I have something else to do..."

Lucille really wanted to run away, and there was a rare embarrassment and rosiness on her face. She thought about things that she couldn't write down. It must be quite embarrassing for them to know.

Yuena saw her bare letter paper and pen at a glance, and immediately guessed the reason, and said with a smile: "Come in, we happen to be free."

I wanted to find an excuse to escape, but I really couldn’t write a self-examination letter.

She did know Misha, but she didn't know where he lived, which floor or room.

Walking between them in slippers, Lucille put down the letter paper and pen, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and said depressedly: "Do you have any similar examples? Let me look at them and copy them... I can use them as a reference."

If you can't write it out, just copy it. It's a very general and easy-to-use method.

"Yes, I'll get it for you."

Grandis pursed his lips and smiled. Ye Lin probably didn't really want Lucille to sincerely write a self-criticism. It was just to suppress the enthusiasm of this arrogant girl.

With some templates, Lucille treated this review as a kind of copying holy text, especially Yuena and Xiaoyu were still telling a very exciting story, which attracted half of her attention.

About an hour later, Lucille put down the pen, stretched, and finally solved the problem.

Surprisingly, she has beautiful handwriting.

After thanking Xiaochu for the apple, Lucille put away the self-examination letter and asked curiously: "Which bard did you listen to tell this story about the invasion of the devil world?"

listen?

Xiaoyu, Yuena and Oubeis looked at me and I looked at you. They shrugged and said, "These are all our personal experiences. If you go to heaven now, take the sea train and get close to the foreign island, you can still see it with your own eyes. To the remaining traces of the war.”

The teeth that were biting the apple suddenly froze. Lucille was not a fool. If they were not lying in front of them, then the person who checked and balanced the strong apostle must be...?

Xiaoyu nodded slightly to indicate that it was just as you guessed, and said: "Although he has a complex source of power, he has never used it to do any heretical things. Moreover, you only need to go to the heaven and ask who the general is. , the old man on the roadside can talk to you for two hours."

………………

On the other side, when Ye Lin returned with a proud posture, the sunset had already set on half of his face, and most of the snow in the yard of the manor had melted, leaving only a few residues in the shade.

"I'm back!"

Pushing open the door of the living room, my chest is full of longing and tenderness. Having been on the edge of death, I feel that life is precious.

Celia and the others, who were having a lively discussion around a table of photos of clothing and jewelry, raised their heads slightly, unable to hide the joy in their eyes, but immediately went to work on the work at hand.

Hearing the commotion outside, Siatt leaned half out of the kitchen and pointed upstairs, "The meal is not ready yet, you still have time to take a shower."

He casually glanced at the photos on the table. They were all works that had participated in the charity gala, and they had probably passed the preliminary stage. The rest were all finished works that were eligible to be displayed on stage.

Walking by lightly, not a single cloud is taken away, only the fragrance of fat meat and the soft aftertaste remain in your hands.

"Hey, you're back."

Tana was walking down the stairs in a simple and elegant cheongsam, but she suddenly stopped, stretched out her hand to pinch his face, and then went to smooth his sleeves.

"Hiss, foul, you succeeded? This skin is comparable to Mailu."

"Of course, and..."

He was standing one step below Tana. He bent down slightly and lifted her on his shoulders, caressing her round and fat flesh, and said with full confidence, "Long, I can beat you."

"Pooh!"

Tana's cheeks turned red and she was about to struggle a few times, but she found that her vision blurred briefly for a moment, and she had already appeared in the bathroom.

The space power is quite perfect and does not produce any additional fluctuations. It is probably not much inferior to Alice. This shows that its strength has indeed increased significantly.

…

The slightly scalding hot water rippled in the bathtub. Tana picked up some with her little hands, sprinkled it on his shoulders and back, and listened quietly to him telling the story of how he achieved a breakthrough by coincidence.

"At that moment, at the moment when my heart was about to be swallowed by the breath, your name and face flashed in my mind, and my body suddenly gained a little more strength and wisdom out of thin air!"

"Hmm~" Tana nodded slightly and smiled behind her back, still teasing: "If you change this statement to another name, you can use it many times and connect it together, but it will be a long series of slides, which is enough for you to flash for a while."

He was wiping the water droplets on his body with a dry towel. Tana admired it and raised her leg to take off a green embroidered hairband. However, it was not to tie up her long, straight black hair, but to give it to Ye Lin. Wear a warm, moist mask.

Although the area is not very large, it is still no problem to stand it up to cover your nose and mouth.

He refused to cover his face with the hairband, put it aside, pulled up the fat meat, buried it on his collarbone, and prayed quietly: "I want to eat some meat skin."

Saint Obese has a sweet heart, but her only flaw is the justice she hides in her lightweight plate armor, which is also of A-grade quality.

After sliding slightly for a few times, Tana bit her lip and slowly sat upright. When she couldn't make any progress, she took a long breath and tapped his nose: "Please, please."

"Please, I'm hungry~"

The charming Rusi rolled her eyes at him, missing her for a long time. Just when Tana was about to follow his heart and untie her, her body suddenly soared into the air and then fell heavily. At that moment, her soul seemed to be numbed by electric shock.

Tana attaches great importance to the atmosphere and ceremony before handing over money, but she also advocates fast-paced attacks.

Her hair trembled like willows blown by the breeze, her shoulders undulated, and she bit her lips tightly, refusing to admit defeat or surrender.

But as he hit hard with all his strength, they hugged each other and trembled, and the two of them fought to a draw!