After keeping the distance, the heroines turned into sick and delicate

She kind of wanted to ask Hall how he felt then.

But in the end, he didn't say it.

……

"Master Christine, are you feeling better?"

"I've been fine, Maria, all of this is just the practice of becoming a saint. Those who are not determined cannot be the spokesperson of God."

"However, how can that be regarded as practice? The ones attacking you are cultists, and they are the existences that the gods want to expel from the world with a sharp sword. It is unfair to put such a test on you."

At this moment, the female doctor of the Seaman's family had just finished diagnosing Christine and prescribing the medicine.

Maria could see that the other party cared and recognized Christine, but it seemed that the other party was well aware of the rules among nobles, and nodded repeatedly under Seaman's simple instructions, saying no to Christine. Worried that today's injury will be exposed.

The other party is also a believer. For believers, being able to diagnose the candidate for the saint is already a major event in life. There is no need to say it to show off to others. The grace of the Lord will come soon.

Seaman was standing at the door, she actually wanted to find Hall a little bit.

But out of aristocratic pride, she also had to ensure that Christine's injuries could recover normally. If it was too late to return to church, everything she had done now would be in vain.

As for the reason, Seaman also thought about it, and told Archbishop Malik that after today's tea party, she still had more to say, so she invited Christine to the mansion for a chat.

"Miss Seaman, there is something at the tea party. You haven't answered me yet. I think you were worried at the time. Now there are only you and me here. Is it convenient to talk about it?"

Christine was sitting on the bed, the pure white sheets and she were covered by the orange-red sunset, occasionally a gust of wind blew from the window, the bright blond hair was flowing freely, coupled with the feeling of sickness, the whole body seemed to melt. Make illusions.

It's so holy that people can't help but marvel.

When Maria heard this, she left the room tactfully and retreated far out of the corridor.

Seaman asked hesitantly after a while.

"what's up?"

"About Lord Hall."

Christine spoke calmly.

Seaman's complexion changed, she vaguely guessed that Christine wanted to ask this.

But she was annoying, and at the tea party Christine had asked her what she thought of Hall.

But how could she see it?

She didn't know, and she didn't want to evaluate Hall in front of him, so she kept procrastinating.

Unexpectedly, a few hours later, Christine was still thinking about this matter.

Could it be that Christine liked Hall?

Why else, pay attention to what she thinks of Hall.

So Seaman asked back.

"Then Miss Christine, what do you think of my cousin?"

"How can I look at it, I am very interested in Baron Hall, very interested."

Christine didn't hesitate, she looked at Seaman with a half-smile, her whole body was still under the brilliance of the setting sun.

"But you are a candidate for the saintess, Miss Christine. Didn't you swear to dedicate your life to the gods when you chose to become a candidate for the saintess? As far as I know, your competition for the position of saintess is also I am very caring. Among the seven candidates for the Holy Maiden, I am one of the three most popular candidates for the Holy Maiden election next year. If you like Hall, this is against the doctrine and will make many people unhappy. In the most extreme case..."

Ximan paused and continued: "You know better than I how the ending of the saint who has a relationship with a man will end."

She couldn't understand.

I don't understand why Christine took such a big risk to pay attention to Hall.

What's more, this risk is two-way. If something happens to Christine, Hall will not be able to escape.

So Seaman really can't understand, like Letitia, does Christine pay attention to Hall regardless of the consequences, without considering the connection?

Why are they all like this.

One of them is the Patriarch of Childe, and the other is the favorite of the Saintess election.

He is higher than her in terms of status.

If they were said to be dumber than her, Seaman didn't believe it either.

Letitia is okay, she really can't figure out what Christine is thinking.

"Miss Seaman is really nervous. Are you worried about my safety or Hall's safety?"

Christine skipped over Seaman's words and got to the most important point directly.

This sentence made Ximan startled, and shook his head after a while.

"I'm not nervous, I'm just analyzing. There is an old saying in the East that the authorities are obsessed, but the bystanders are clear. Now regarding Hall and you, I am a bystander. You can't continue to pay attention to Hall like this. Your cardinal will Not happy, if you really want to be good for Hall, I think you should give up."

"Indeed, the authorities are obsessed, but the bystanders are clear. What Miss Seaman said is true, but I know very well whether you are nervous or not."

Christine spoke lightly, and she didn't talk more about it up to this point.

Just still looking at Ximan, it made Ximan feel that those light blue pupils seemed to be able to capture people's hearts, hitting her soul directly.

"Actually, compared to me, you are more concerned about Hall's safety..."

"As a knight and the only daughter of the von Braun family, I should treat everyone equally."

"But as his cousin, you actually care more about your cousin."

"That... that's natural, he is the only son of the Faxius family, and my aunt asked me to take good care of him before she passed away."

Seaman replied again.

In a short period of time, two different, even somewhat contradictory answers were given.

She is so annoying, why does Christine keep pestering this topic.

Obviously this guy seems to have a good impression of Hall, but he deliberately shifted the topic to her, saying strange and ordinary things all the time.

Now that I think about it carefully, isn't it natural that she cares more about Hall?

Why does Christine keep asking this.

"Oh, I see."

"Is it not?"

Facing Seaman's rhetorical question, Christine did not answer Seaman again.

She just sat on the bed and looked back at the sunset outside the window, and there were birds flying by outside the window, so she stopped looking at Ximan.

"It's not too early, I have to go back to church with Maria first, if Miss Seaman can keep today's matter a secret, I will be very grateful to you, but our concepts are different, I think that people are free, love Maybe even better than that.”

Seaman was speechless, wondering what inexplicable words Christine was talking about.

Although it is also said in the doctrine that when a person's soul ascends to heaven after death, he will enjoy supreme freedom.

But let's not talk about whether people are free, let's talk about love, you are a candidate for a saint, is it appropriate for you to talk about this?

But Christine ignored her doubts, just got off the bed, put on the white jade sandals, and slowly left the room.

When she stepped into the corridor and walked towards the end of the corridor where Maria was.

Seaman suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, I remember that Hall chose three cards earlier, and those three cards were collected by Saintess Christine when the mutation happened. Now those three cards should still be... divination What was the result?"

"I'll tell you in a while, Miss Seaman, I haven't watched it yet."

Christine said calmly.

Of course, this sentence is a lie.

……

late at night.

In the forest about fifty miles outside St. Louis.

The Red Queen stands under the dead tree in late autumn, and the scattered branches and leaves are occasionally blown by the night wind, making a strange sound.

Basically, no one would come here at night, because the security is not very good.

It's not that the Bureau of Justice and the police stations in St. Louis don't do anything.

Instead, there are many caravans and rich people passing on the main road of St. Louis, and many desperadoes are thinking about when they can make a fortune.

Of course, it is said that these people who destabilize law and order are also supported by forces from other countries.

So it has not been able to be completely cleaned up.

However, the Red Queen didn't care. She had been waiting here for half an hour, during which time a few bastards came to her. By now, she should be chatting and laughing with Satan.

Her blood magic is indeed that the more creatures she kills, the stronger she becomes. The hybrid physique of humans and vampires makes her yearn for blood, but the black-haired boy once told her not to do so under the moon.

And put his blood in a vial and hand it over to her.

It is said to help relieve her [thirsty blood].

The code name of the black-haired boy is 【Holy Son】.

And because the 【Holy Son】has been dead for three years, even though the 【Thirst Blood Disease】was almost alleviated back then, it is still a problem for her now.

Like the blood of ordinary people, she doesn't drink it, because that kind of normal blood will only relieve for a while, and when she gets "thirsty for blood" again, her condition will worsen instead.

The person who first provided the Red Queen with blood was the female commissioner who brought her back to the Jishi Church, and that woman was equivalent to her second mother.

Later it was 【Holy Son】, and now the person who provides her with blood to swallow is 【Mandosahua】.

She came to St.Louis this time, apart from [Evil Lord] telling her that [Angel] was suspected of betrayal, and became a candidate for the saint, the other reason was to wait for Mandosahua to come back and ask him for blood.

The Red Queen was actually very upset about this.

Why would she drink the blood of 【Mandoshahua】, this guy actually hid the 【Holy Son】in St. Louis.

She also lied that the 【Holy Son】was dead. If it wasn't for this false information, she wouldn't have had to drink the blood of that hated woman.

"Since you're here, show up quickly, Mandosahua, I hope you can explain what's going on!"

The Red Queen sensed a familiar smell in the air.

She wasn't too polite.

"Don't worry, don't worry first."