The target is a goddess!Sacred Path of the Scrap Succubus

"I brought breakfast, Serena, let Camille eat some."

Serena stopped arguing with Meredith, glanced at the tray, and muttered dissatisfiedly:

"Didn't I tell you to use a dog food bowl..."

Elaine's face changed suddenly.

"Then should I also replace it with a cat food bowl? Just kidding, the minimum respect for people should still be there? Otherwise, what qualifications do we have to say that we can lead human beings to a brighter future? Woolen cloth?"

Although he was still very grateful to Elaine for protecting him, Camille couldn't help but complain.

"Well, are you sure it's not a darker future? This succubus doesn't seem to have that kind of ideal existence."

Elaine looked at Camille and shook her head slightly.

"I can understand your current state of mind, but I must say that I can really see something different in Serena."

"Although she often does some inconspicuous things, and occasionally treats her enemies mercilessly, she is more noble than anyone else."

"She really treats all demi-races as human beings—even inside St. Gillian's Church, I often feel eyes looking at objects, yes, objects..."

"Do you know, theoretically speaking, I am also Serena's slave now, but has she treated me like a slave? No, not even a day."

"There are also Meredith and Naomi, although they are all sub-races in a broad sense, but Serena's attitude towards them is actually no different from how she treats Phyllis, Moira and other human companions. "

Camille saw that Elaine's expression did not seem to be fake at all, and couldn't help but be amazed:

'As expected of a succubus, this ability to distort people's hearts is really powerful--haven't you ever thought that it is entirely possible for her to treat everyone as a slave? '

Of course, Elaine didn't know what Camille was slandering. After she finished what she wanted to say, she kindly pulled Camille to the table and put the food in front of Camille.

"Eat it, it won't taste good when it's cold. If you don't like the collar, you can tell Serena directly. When she gets tired of playing with it, she will definitely take it off for you."

After finishing speaking, Elaine hesitated again, and added:

"It's just that she sometimes plays for a long time, you may need to be mentally prepared..."

For a moment, Camille was speechless.

Chapter 11 The Value of Camille (Please subscribe for more updates)

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do through that woman?"

After leaving the room, Meredith looked at Serena who was humming happily, and expressed her doubts.

She knew very well that apart from playing around to satisfy her own desires, Serena had a clear purpose in everything else.

Camille must have survived because Serena wanted to use her, not because she was pretty.

Although Camille is indeed beautiful, for Serena, women who are not as beautiful as her are actually not much worse-that is definitely not the reason why Camille can survive.

"Of course as a potential channel."

Serena answered frankly.

"The value of this woman is very high. Her younger brother Leonard was the commander in chief when the Secret Law Alliance launched a counterattack."

"Although according to her statement, her younger brother has temporarily lived in seclusion, but the power that is enough to seize the dominance within the Secret Law Alliance will obviously not disappear all at once."

Meredith nodded.

Indeed, there is a good reason for that.

After all, the Secret Alliance is the only force on the mainland that can compete with Marconia.

Those mages who have no respect for God have been wrestling with Marconia through various means in the past hundreds of years.

Moreover, the failure not long ago also fully proved that although the Secret Art Alliance has lagged behind Marconia in all statistics, it still has the power to fight.

The Church of St. Gillian is now deeply bound to the Kingdom of Marconia, so the Arcane Alliance itself can also be regarded as the church's greatest enemy.

Being able to have such a channel to spy on the reality of the alliance is naturally an opportunity that should not be missed.

This reason is sufficient, but Meredith felt that Serena's intentions should be more than that.

"anything else?"

Serena smiled, but did not answer the question directly.

"Meredith, if two powerful beings are your enemies, how are you going to defeat them when you can't catch up with them anyway?"

Meredith froze for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"You mean, you want to profit from the struggle between the Mystic Alliance and Marconia?"

"With all due respect, with our little strength, we are not qualified to participate in this kind of struggle, let alone profit."

Serena shook her fingers and said confidently:

"No, no, you may have underestimated our strength."

"Who are we? Right now, we are the Church of St. Gillian."

"And the power of St. Gillian's Church in Marconia is actually even stronger than that of the king. It was only because of the lack of integration that it was suppressed by the king."

"As for the Pope, what he has been doing all this time is actually integrating the power of the entire church."

"Perhaps at the beginning, he just wanted to use the integrated power to help Marconia defeat the Secret Alliance and bring the mainland into long-term stability."

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"But it won't take long for the Pope to discover that the integrated church has its own thoughts and interests."

"And that direction may be completely different from Tempus' direction, and even contradict each other."

"What will happen then? You can imagine, Meredith."

Meredith stopped short.

Of course she could imagine - or rather, of course she could recall...

A few seconds later, she said in a somewhat bitter voice:

"You mean, after the power of the church is integrated, it will conflict with the king because of its own interests, become alienated from the king, and even civil war may break out?"

"of course."

Serena blinked, confirming Meredith's guess.

"As a whole, it is impossible for the church to betray its own interests. When the interests of the church and the king conflict, the two sides will inevitably conflict."

"Is it unavoidable?"

Meredith【~~

"Since you have seen that future, you should know how to avoid it?"

"From now on, we will work hard and strive for a future that is acceptable to both parties, right?"

"The continent is so big, can't the church and the king exist at the same time?"

Serena sneered.

"If both sides think so, then of course it's okay."

"But if only the church intends to compromise and compromise, then the final result must be that the church loses in the struggle and loses everything!"

"Interests need strength to fight for, not by understanding and compromise. Conversely, if you have strength, you should have interests that match your strength."

"If the church loses part of its interests for nothing, who will bear the internal dissatisfaction and disputes?"

Meredith certainly understood Serena's words.

That's right, when the two sides are close in strength, only when both sides agree to compromise can a result acceptable to both sides be obtained.

Now, Tempus has used various means to show that he will not be the kind of person who has enough sense and foresight to give up part of his own interests to make a compromise.

Then, the leaders of the church can only insist on safeguarding the interests of the church and make the king fully aware of the strength of the church.

Otherwise, the leader will become a sacrifice first.

And the leader of the church has actually been deeply bound to Serena.

Even if Serena didn't become the chief saint, she couldn't just sit back and watch Aurora become part of the sacrifice.

Meredith knew very well that it was impossible for him to persuade Aurora to give up everything and jump out of this mess with Serena.

And that also means that Serena will not quit—and, she, who has seen the most clues, will act first before everyone reacts!

"So, Camille is not only our conduit for peeping the other side, but also a conduit for communication when necessary, right?"

"Of course, this is the meaning of her existence."

Serena nodded of course.

"Then her personal ideals, preferences, and even feelings don't matter?"

"Of course!"

Serena again gave an affirmative answer.

"She sent herself to me at the right time, and that's the only thing I need to know. As for the rest, it's just details."

Meredith nodded bitterly.

She didn't like it, but she couldn't argue with Serena either.

After all, from a purely rational standpoint, Serena was doing the right thing.

And she, Meredith, seemed to be unable to do anything except cooperate.

"Okay, you should also take a good rest. I guess in a few days, His Excellency the Pope should give me an answer."

"At that time, I still need to discuss the details of the plan with you."

Looking at the back of Serena leaving, Meredith suddenly felt inexplicable panic.

She would rather that Serena really ate and waited to die like she said before, and she didn't want to see Serena seriously seek to change the situation of the world.

"I really need to talk to her..."

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Chapter 12 Go, Serena

"Okay, it doesn't look too obvious this way, are you satisfied?"

Serena straightened Camille's collar, then asked Camille's opinion softly.

Depressed Camille is of course not satisfied - who would want to have a dog collar around his neck all the time!

But she really didn't want to fight for anything with her "master".

She could tell that the guy's reaction largely depended on his mood, and for some reason, Serena wasn't in a good mood recently.

Therefore, in order not to be hung with any new "accessories", Camille could only nod in humiliation, expressing that he was not dissatisfied.

Thinking about the good, at least now I don't have to stick a dog's tail, which is already a great improvement, isn't it?

Seeing that Camille behaved very well-behaved, Serena smiled with satisfaction.

Then, she walked to the window with some hesitation, as if waiting for something to arrive.

After waiting for a while, Serena was a little disappointed【=>

But just as Camille's hair stood on end, ready to accept Serena's new round of teasing, there were footsteps outside the door.

"Sister Serena, Lord Ingrid is here."

Hearing this sentence, Serena was obviously relieved.

She hurried out of the room, completely forgetting Camille.

One minute later, in the study, Serena saw Ingrid.

Only this time, Ingrid didn't wear the special white robe of the chief saint, but an inconspicuous gray cloak instead.

"Your wish has come true."

Serena couldn't help but smile at Ingrid's first words.