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

This is very good, she had been worried that Elcle III would not be able to make such a determination.

Now it seems that she was worrying too much.

After all, the church still cares about its own interests. After weighing it, everyone still feels that they should take due precautions against the king.

"However, Saintess Serena, cannot appear in the Western Territory."

Serena was stunned by Ingrid's second sentence.

If she doesn't go, then who will go?

It can't be Ingrid, can it?

Ingrid saw her disciple's stunned eyes, and smiled wearily:

"At the Council of Cardinals, after discussions among several bishops, they still think that your identity is too ostentatious."

"If the king sees that you have actually guided the establishment of the legion in the western region, it will be too easy to draw the conclusion that the church is plotting against the western region."

"In short, you can go, but you can't use the name of the saint, and it's even better not to let people know that you went."

"In the next period of time, the Pope and I will take you and Aurora to teach in the countryside again."

"And in teaching, if you leave there, no one should know."

Having said that, Ingrid paused, and asked with some concern:

"But there must be spies arranged by the king by your side. It is impossible for him not to do this kind of thing. Can you know who they are? If the news is known to the king too early, I am worried that you will be in danger."

Serena nodded.

If you do that, it's really good.

In fact, even if Ingrid didn't say anything, she wouldn't just go there carelessly.

The legion she wants to form is a brand new thing, and the king must not know too much in advance.

As for the king's spies... Phyllis must be able to determine which ones are here.

After all, they were all her subordinates.

Seeing Serena's expression was very relaxed, Ingrid also understood that her disciple knew it well.

"It's good if you can solve it. When you get to the place, don't reveal your identity easily. I will give you a list. Only the people on the list can be fully trusted by you."

"As for Margaret, we will also give her corresponding appointments."

"But in terms of guardian knights, what we can draw is very limited."

As Ingrid spoke, she showed a troubled expression again.

"To be honest, the Pope and I have fully controlled the voting rights of the Council of Cardinals not long ago. We have limited control over that side. We are not sure who can be trusted, and we cannot tell which knights will firmly stand on the king's side. of……"

"Oh, it's simple, you just need to determine which knights are people from forces other than the king."

Serena smiled slyly.

There are all kinds of connections in the Apologist Knights, and among them the strongest ones, the church must have tacit understanding.

For example, the Samuel knight from the south is definitely not the king's man, right?

When Serena said that, Ingrid nodded in satisfaction.

Indeed, it is much easier that way.

"But you have to be careful, I'm not sure if the forces behind them will turn around and send the information to the king, after all..."

Serena took up the conversation with confidence.

"No problem, you just send them over there, don't tell them what they are going to do. When they are in place, I will make sure everyone is in a closed state for training."

"By the time they have the opportunity to pass on the news, the matter will already be a fait accompli—it really doesn't matter whether or not to tell the king at that time."

Seeing that Serena had already thought about it, Ingrid smiled in relief.

However, a moment later, she showed worry again.

"Do we really need to get to this point? You know, after we have crossed it, it will be difficult for us to turn back."

"That's not the problem now, is it?"

Serena asked back with a wry smile.

"Now it is the king who is aggressive and has been suppressing the church and not giving us the honor we deserve."

"In a sense, he is the one who started the attack. Since he refuses to stop, we can only accompany him, can't we?"

"I hope that after we show our strength, he can wake up in time and stop his unwise actions. That's the best."

Ingrid nodded.

Indeed, she also felt that Tempus had gone too far recently, so she clearly supported Serena's proposal at the Council of Cardinals.

"That's how it is, you and your followers make good arrangements, and try to make most of them appear where they should appear normally."

"If you want to take someone to the western region, it's best to bring the kind that outsiders are not familiar with. Good luck."

"Thank you, teacher, and may St. Gillian bestow good luck on all of us."

After saying goodbye to Ingrid, Serena gathered her friends and arranged tasks for them.

Meredith continued to teach the students.

Moira, Naomi, and now there is another Aphra, these children can be safely handed over to Meredith to take care of them.

Phyllis needs to stay in the monastery, pretending not to know about Serena's departure.

With the excuse of the one-on-one teaching by the chief saintess, it should be easy for Phyllis to make the king come to the conclusion that Serena is near the capital.

Elaine, too, was left at the Abbey because of her overt features.

And Anastasia, a useless guy, was left in her care.

"Okay, everyone, don't worry, I'll be back soon. I just need to teach those knights what to do, and the rest is none of my business!"

In this way, Serena left the capital again.

Chapter 13 Climbing the balcony is the greatest respect for noble girls

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Camille felt that she had indeed become an abandoned daughter of fate.

He obviously had a legitimate reason to enter through the gate, but his "master" didn't know why he was crazy, and he dragged her to climb the wall together.

If there was anything to be thankful for, it was that Serena always acted in the dead of night.

Camille sincerely hopes that no one can see her face. As a knight, she doesn't want to be regarded as a thief or anything in her life.

Well, even if he was captured, tortured or even insulted by the enemy, Camille felt that he was ready and could bear it calmly.

But being chased and beaten like a thief was completely beyond her acceptable range.

If she wasn't bound by the contract, she would really run as far as she could, even if she was killed by Serena.

"Of course, it's romance, you don't understand."

Serena uttered hurtful words as a matter of course, making Camille's face turn blue.

But she couldn't refute anything.

All her life, she has been around her younger brother, and she has no intention of talking about love at all.

Even if she fell into the hands of Serena and was done with excessive things, Camille only regarded it as part of the torture, and gritted her teeth and endured it silently.

Even if she did feel the unprecedented comfort in the end, she stubbornly believed that it was just a trap for the enemy to lure her to fall.

"Forget it, what I tell you now is playing the piano with the cow. Come on, help me, this wall is a bit too high."

Camille walked to the wall helplessly, bowed slightly, and let Serena climb up the wall by stepping on her body, and then was pulled up by Serena.

The Granster family's manor was heavily guarded, but it couldn't stop Serena and Camille, who were well-trained.

The two of them quickly figured out the route and time of the guards' patrol, carefully chose the downwind direction of the kennel, and finally entered the backyard where the female relatives were.

"Aha, my cutie must be there."

Looking at the balcony that was still glowing with lights, Serena showed a smug smile.

"The balcony is really a good thing, hehe..."

Camille looked at Serena with the eyes of a patient, and then asked in a low voice:

"Do you want to climb up? With all due respect, this location is a bit conspicuous. You might as well try another direction."

"Hmph, I just like this balcony, so I won't change it."

There was a dangerous gleam in Serena's eyes.

She eagerly tidied up her sleeves, then as if she suddenly thought of something, she plucked a late-blooming rose from a nearby bush and put it in her mouth, then nimbly climbed along the gap between the wall bricks [<~

Camille looked nervously at the figure like a big cat and clenched his fists.

After the figure finally climbed onto the balcony, she let out a long breath and got into the nearby bushes.

…………

In the study, Margaret was frowning looking at the documents in her hand.

There are several new versions of the rumors in Granster's territory, and now, the rumors attacking her own abilities are beginning to take the majority.

Recently, Margaret even received letters from several relatives, in which both inside and outside hinted that she might as well let a more mature and stable person help her manage the family business.

Do you really think she is a fool?

If these guys came, they would definitely transfer the Granster family's property to their own names in different ways. As for the business, they would definitely not be able to do well.

She even had a worse premonition: Maybe some force would send assassins to deal with her soon.

Think about it, if Margaret, the only adult child of the Glanster family who can still come out to preside over the situation, also falls, then the condition of the Earl of Glanster may be even worse.

At that time, Margaret's younger brothers and sisters will definitely panic completely, and then the power of the family will fall into the hands of those who want to.

Before long, the glorious Granster family will be torn apart by wolves and reduced to the dust of history.

And just when Margaret thought of this, she suddenly became alert and found that there was a strange noise on the balcony outside the window.

Her face darkened, and her fingers quickly touched the material bag at her waist, pinching out a pinch of spell-casting materials.

Then Marguerite went with the softest steps to the window, and waited, holding her breath.

Sure enough, within a few seconds, the balcony door was flung open from the outside.

First there was a small slit, and then a palm came in.

Margaret didn't hesitate any longer, quickly chanted the spell, and fired a corrosive acid at the intruder.

"Mom!"

Sure enough, the intruder was caught off guard, and lay down on his back.

But that voice made Margaret tremble—she heard it right, it was Serena!

Margaret ran nervously to the door, praying to the goddess at the same time, hoping that she had not made a big mistake.

However, when she saw Serena's situation on the balcony, she couldn't help laughing.

At this time, Serena not only fell down on the balcony in embarrassment, but also had a broken flower with only broken branches in her mouth.

And her acid, mostly flew out against Serena's face, turning the flowers into black and smelly juice, and then splashed on Serina's originally fluffy red hair.

"Ha, that's a fitting fate for your actions, Serena."

Serena took off the flower branch in her mouth, quickly adjusted her emotions, then Shi Shiran stood up, and replied with a chant-like line:

"No, my dear lady, this is just a small setback on the road of love, and it will not trouble me."

Margaret shook her head angrily, and pulled Serena up.

"The road to love, hum, I hope you know what you're talking about."

After pulling Serena into the room, Margaret took a closer look at her lover again.

Although she hadn't seen him for a while, Margaret could still be sure that this guy had hardly changed.