Get ahead of the fallen heroine and make the minotaur the victim

It seemed that Noah was the same as when she first met him. He was really free enough that he wouldn't know where he would go if he wasn't paying attention.

Now let her think carefully about whether Noah said anything special not long ago that could give her clues about where Noah is going now.

So Clotier walked back and began to recall the previous conversation between the two.

To be honest, the two of them actually had quite a few conversations, so if they were just reminiscing, Clotier would have to think about it for a while.

However, I don’t know if I should call it luck. Not long after walking back, Clotier noticed an alley that obviously exuded a suspicious atmosphere.

"...Wait a minute, Mr. Noah must have gone to that place!"

Of course Clotier knew where the front would lead, but she couldn't believe that Noah would suddenly leave her to go to that place alone without saying a word when she was walking with her again.

Ah... No, although she is not Mr. Noah's, she is actually not qualified to take care of him.

Or just pretend you don’t know and do other things first?

Because she knew where walking down the alley would lead to, the nun was a little hesitant as to whether she should take the initiative to step into that place.

This made her couldn't help but pace back and forth at the entrance, her expression a little solemn.

"...Yes, yes, although Mr. Noah is not dressed as a priest today, he is still a priest. As a nun, of course I cannot watch Mr. Noah fall. Well, yes, I will use this reason."

It didn't take long for Clotier to find a reason for himself to go.

It's like finding an excuse. Once he has this excuse, Clotier can justify his actions.

Of course she knew that a custom shop was completely opposite to the church's ideals and a place full of lust and sin.

But Noah went in. She was just looking for Noah. The goddess must also understand her difficulties.

In this way, Clotier stepped into the customary underground streets that she often walked in the original work for the first time.

At the end of the narrow alley was a staircase leading to the lower level, and Clotier walked down cautiously and a little uneasily.

It didn't take long for her to appear in a place that was completely different from the street above.

Just taking one look at it, Clotier was shocked by the scene in front of him.

It was still broad daylight, and there were young and beautiful women wearing all kinds of revealing clothes on the street, wooing male customers.

Not only are there women of different races, but there are also human women.

When he thought that it was definitely not the first time for Noah to come to such a place, Clotier felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

No, she must stop Noah before he consumes it!

Although it was clear that he was not adapted to the environment here, Clotier still began to inquire about Noah on the street.

But in fact, Noah was not far behind her, looking at the nun who was looking for her anxiously.

Noah wanted to see how Clotier would react alone on the streets of the custom shop.

This is also a kind of trial, and Noah feels that the current nun will definitely be able to break through.

Rather, if he cannot break through, it means that Noah is very troubled. After all, there is not much time before Horace takes action.

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PS. Let’s take a short break today and update three chapters. This is the first update.

238. I don’t know why, but I always feel like this is not the first time.

At the same time, on the other side, the royal capital.

Valentina was sitting at a street stall on the street, drinking a drink that Noah had drunk.

Looks a little lonely.

It's actually really lonely.

She could feel that her god's attention to her had dropped significantly in recent days.

She also knew very well that she was going to see the shameful nun.

At first she thought she could bear it until the nun blew herself up, but she found that she was even more unbearable than she thought.

Because she really wants to be pampered by her god again~

If she takes the initiative, there's no problem at all. If she pretends to be disgusted and takes the initiative, it's actually quite exciting~

Thinking of this, a fanatical smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of Her Royal Highness the Princess's lips. Reminded of that wonderful memory.

But when she thought that her god was looking at someone else, the smile that Her Royal Highness was about to appear immediately disappeared.

Although her face managed to remain expressionless instead of directly becoming gloomy, her eyes were lackluster. Her purple eyes were full of holes as if something was missing, and her whole body exuded a strong aura of danger.

——No, no, no, calm down, you’ve already taken action, haven’t you? Just bear with it a little longer.

However, the princess, who was almost about to reveal her dragon wings, tail and other dragon characteristics in broad daylight, still held back when she was about to be unable to bear it any longer.

She put the drink into her mouth gracefully, feeling the sweet taste.

There is only one reason why Her Royal Highness the Princess can hold back, and that is because she has already done something secretly.

She carefully selected a chess piece to speed up the process of her god's disappointment in the nun.

Just when she put down the drink in her hand, the clerk who was serving drinks to other customers under the umbrella walked towards her.

"Your Highness Valentina, things have been arranged and they have started taking action."

But when the clerk spoke, he didn't say whether Valentina needed any help, but he spoke like a subordinate reporting work.

And somehow, it feels a little bit like the Riddler.

This was something Valentina deliberately requested, because if possible, she still didn't want her god to know that she was behind the scenes.

"...I understand, then I'll just wait patiently. I hope they won't disappoint me."

Valentina didn't show any special expression because of this. She replied to the other party calmly as if she had heard a very ordinary report.

After saying that, Valentina took another sip of the drink, looking like an ordinary guest.

The clerk who was actually one of Marlo's men bowed slightly towards Valentina and then left and returned to the store to continue working.

Marlo, who was destined to die, has now resumed his secret activities under the protection of Valentina.

This shop assistant is Marlo's latest recruit.

Although it was the first time for Valentina to see the other party, it seemed that the other party was quite capable, which made her feel relieved.

The reason why some Riddlers talk is so that no one knows, and for Valentina, the main reason is not to let Noah know that she is up to something.

Because she couldn't stand the nun taking away the attention that originally belonged to her, she secretly went to meet with the church's senior officials and asked them to investigate the nun.

You are really bad, you would do such a thing.

That’s why I don’t want to be known by God.

…But what if it is really found out?

What if I could get angry and violate her, a bad princess who goes against the will of the gods?~

"Haha... don't blame me, Miss Clotier. If you want to blame it, blame yourself for not being able to bear this favor. God's favor is too heavy for you to grasp, so you should let me grasp it? ~ "

As if she had seen Noah completely disappointed with the nun, the princess murmured pleasant words in a voice that only she could hear.

With an ambiguous curve at the corner of her mouth, Her Royal Highness continued to put the drink into her mouth, enjoying the leisurely afternoon tea time, waiting for the end of the matter like the mastermind behind the scenes.

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Back at the underground street of the custom shop, the nun who didn't know that the princess had done anything to her was still looking for news about Noah.

"Huh? A handsome black-haired guy who looks both leisurely and wild, and who doesn't take others seriously? Haha, what is that? Sister Sister, your requirements are really high. Our store only serves men? But If there was a man like you mentioned, I would be willing to pay for it."

A cow girl wearing a cow bikini at the door of a custom shop covered her mouth and smiled, and her eyes were full of understanding when she looked at Clotier.

If there was such a handsome guy, she would definitely be willing to pay in return.

"Huh? No, no, I'm not asking if there is a store clerk like that. I'm just asking if anyone has ever seen someone like that."

Clotier, who felt that he had been misunderstood, quickly shook his head and smiled bitterly, explaining that he was not a guest.

By the way, why do you think she is here for consumption? Isn't she wearing a nun's costume?

"Oh, is that so? In other words, Miss Sister, your lost companion is such a handsome guy? How enviable~"

When the cow girl looked at her chest and the black silk boots under her nun's uniform with ambiguous eyes.

Clotier didn't know why he felt a little embarrassed.

"Why, why should I be envious...forget it, if you haven't seen her before, I won't bother you."

So she quickly said goodbye to the misunderstood clerk with a slight blush on her face, and hurriedly left the door of the store.

In the blink of an eye, she had been searching for half an hour. She asked many people but could not get any news about Noah.

On the contrary, many people misunderstood that they were here for consumption.

"well…"

Clotier, who always felt tired, sighed softly.

Speaking of which, this should be something the church clearly opposes.

But when she asked the other party if she had seen Noah, she felt that apart from the fact that the clerks were dressed too revealingly, they were not mentally distorted in any way.

Some even enjoy it, as if they like this kind of work.

Forget about aliens who don’t believe in the existence of goddesses, even human women.

Perhaps it seems that if all custom shops must be banned, it may make them feel nosy.

——The chaotic world also needs such a chaotic place as a balance...

Clotier showed an expression that seemed to be contemplating something, and looked at the remaining half of the street in the distance.

She might be able to understand a little bit why this place has always existed.

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PS. This is the second update today.

239. A nun depressed by self-loathing

After thinking for a moment, Clotier then started asking around about Noah.

Finally, we came to the shop that Noah often visited - the Goblin Hall.

"The black-haired young man who looks a little leisurely and a little wild, ah, Miss Sister, are you talking about Mr. Noah?"

When the half-elf sitting at the front desk heard Clotier's description, a familiar face immediately appeared in his mind.

Then he smiled and asked Clotier if he was Noah.

"Yes, he's in there!"

The result she hadn't expected was actually found, which made the nun a little excited, and her voice couldn't help but rise a few degrees.

"Ah, sorry, nun, Mr. Noah hasn't been here for a while, about two or three weeks."

The half-elf clerk, who was a little scared, immediately smiled apologetically.

"Really... I've been here before..."

Clotil, who was overjoyed for nothing, felt a little depressed.

She thought she had finally found him, but he wasn't in there.

"Well, he's been here a few times in total, but I don't know if he found a good woman recently, so he didn't come. My store manager seemed relieved, and he must be happy for Mr. Noah."

The half-elf clerk recalled the reaction of her store manager Lilith, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

She didn't know the inside story, and thought that Lilith didn't come because she felt relieved that Noah had found a good woman.

In fact, Lilith was relieved because she thought she could finally get rid of a nightmare.

"I used to come here often, but not recently? Have you found a good woman? Ah..."