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

Then he coughed violently.

"My gosh, what is this?"

After she recovered a little bit, she looked at Meg complaining.

She had never drank such a strong drink before, and this time her throat seemed to be burned.

"Haha, you drank too much. This is a good thing. Take a breath and taste it."

Seeing what Meg said, Camille looked at the water bag suspiciously, and then took another sip of the drink.

This time, the feeling was much better. The wine entered her stomach like a stream of fire, and then turned into steaming heat and spread, making her limbs that were about to freeze alive.

"The aftertaste is also good, with pine nuts and apples..."

Seeing that Camille finally experienced the charm of fine wine, Meg smiled triumphantly.

"Not bad, right? It's much better than the things I drank in the Northland. The food production in the western region is not good, but the winemaking really has a few problems."

Camille touched his burning face, and returned the water bag to Meg.

"It's good to try this kind of thing, thank you."

Seeing that Camille could taste the deliciousness of the wine, but she was still unmoved, Meg was surprised and asked casually:

"Ha, you're the first guy I've ever met who can feel that this wine is good but can't drink it. What, isn't this wine good enough for you?"

"No, it's a good wine. It's as good as any wine I've ever had."

Camille shook her head and continued.

"But I'm still on the mission, and I can't mess up the mission because of my own enjoyment--if I drink too much, my brain will not be clear."

Meg blinked and asked curiously:

"Hey, although no one told me, I can tell that you didn't do this voluntarily. I guess you were forced by Serena, that scumbag?"

Hearing what Meg said, Camille instinctively protected his collar, and then explained:

"Even so, a task is a task, whether it is voluntary or forced, since I have accepted the task, I will do my best."

"Well, it's amazing."

Meg gave Camille a thumbs up.

Then, she looked around carefully, and saw that Serena and Margaret hadn't come out of the temporary command tent, so she asked in a low voice:

"Hey, how did you fall into the hands of Serena? A knight like you, logically speaking, it is difficult to have any intersection with that guy, right?"

Camille looked at Meg and replied calmly:

"Just pretend I asked for it. I failed at my mission, that's all."

Meg nodded.

Of course she could see where Camille came from.

With the current relationship between the Mystic Alliance and Marconia, it is obviously not a good intention for the knights of the Mystic Alliance to find the saint here.

And after overturning the car, it is actually very lucky not to be slaughtered.

Meg was just a little regretful, with Camille's ability and appearance, it was a waste to fall into Serena's hands - she should have shined on the battlefield.

"Well, that's how life is. Think about it, that Serena woman has a bad personality, but she is really kind to her people."

"Although I think Miss Margaret was cheated by that guy, but if she is cheated, the family can get this level of assistance. I guess most noble families don't mind their daughter being cheated..."

"Miss Margaret..."

Camille looked in the direction of the tent, showing a little envy.

"It's actually very happy to be protected by such love, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Meg smiled and patted Camille on the shoulder.

"Ha, you don't have to envy anything, no matter what the reason is, but you are now that scumbag's woman, and she will definitely love you very well."

"In a sense, you are lucky."

Camille looked at Meg in surprise:

"You call this luck? Then I really don't mind exchanging it with you."

"Don't, Julie will kill me!"

Meg shook her head exaggeratedly, and then continued:

"Generally speaking, Serena is indeed a very attractive person. Although she is very stingy in terms of love, she can give her women the best treatment in other aspects."

"In this difficult world, it is already very good to have such warmth..."

Camille wanted to say something more, but when she saw Serena coming out of the tent, she jumped up and went to meet her.

"Oh, you're here."

Serena glanced at Camille and ordered:

"Just right, you can go and pack our luggage now, and we'll set off after lunch."

"Departure? We are going to..."

Camille stopped and asked in surprise.

"Of course it's the King's Capital. I've done everything I can, and it's up to Margaret to do it next."

"Didn't you also teach those two knights your experience?"

"The mission is over, so it's time to go home."

Hearing the last few words, Camille revealed a bit of bitterness.

Home……

She may never go back.

During this time, Serena has changed Camille deeply.

She began to obey Serena instinctively, doing her best to perform every task arranged by Serena.

At night, Camille also began to enjoy Serena's unique way of pampering, and gradually became addicted to it.

Now, in body and soul, she was branded by Serena.

And, it no longer looks like the self in memory.

Soon, Camille packed up the luggage of the two of them and packed them into the carriage.

And, consciously sat in the coachman's seat, and drove the carriage to Serena.

"goodbye!"

Following another farewell, the two left Granster Territory and embarked on the road to the royal capital.

And when night fell again, Camille also skillfully booked a comfortable room for the two of them, and ordered Serena's favorite food.

Until the two of them took a bath together, she also strictly followed Serena's preferences, combed Serena's charming long red hair with gentle methods, and then used a towel to dry the water little by little.

"Ha, you're really proficient. Even Moira makes little mistakes sometimes."

When Serena made this comment, she even instinctively felt happy.

And when the first round of passion is over, Camille's brain is a little self-deprecating:

'I'm... I've been trained? '

'No, no, these are tasks, yes, tasks...'

Chapter 29 Camille's Mission

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight jumped in through the gap in the curtains and fell on Camille's face.

The bleary-eyed Camille raised his hand to block the light with some resistance, and then realized belatedly that the people around him had disappeared.

She sat up and inspected in a panic, only to find that Serena was sitting on a chair beside her in her nightgown, playing with a familiar metal box-shaped magic item in her hand.

"Ah, that's mine..."

Camille's eyes widened.

This is a prop that Leonard gave her to keep in touch.

After she was captured by mistake, this thing naturally fell into Serena's hands.

"Yes, it's yours. Your brother sent you a message. It seems that he was a little anxious to wait."

After Serena said this, Camille realized that there was a magical aura shining on the edge of the box.

Undoubtedly, Leonard left her a message, and it was seen by Serena.

Camille looked at the box eagerly - she really wanted to know about her brother.

But she also knew very well that unless Serena wanted to tell her, she could only watch from afar.

To her surprise, Serena looked her way and smiled, then tossed the box over.

Camille grabbed the box eagerly, ignoring his own happiness, quickly opened the lid with both hands, and read his brother's message.

"Camille, you have been there for more than three months. Since you replied last time that you have successfully lurked around the target, there has been no news."

"Are you okay now? What kind of existence is the target? Looking forward to your reply."

Camille's heart skipped a beat.

Needless to say, the so-called infiltration success was false information given to Leonard by Serena using the activation method dug out from her dream.

Leonard would never have imagined that his sister, who had always been capable, had been working as a working slave for the target day and night for more than three months.

And what kind of existence Serena is...

The answer to this question now seems to depend entirely on how Serena wants to mislead Leonard.

Camille hesitated for a moment, then raised his head to look at Serena, and asked softly:

"Can I reply to Leonard? How should I reply?"

Serena shrugged nonchalantly.

"Of course you have to reply to him, otherwise he might think you're dead or something."

"As for how to reply, well, just tell the truth. Except for those things you know you shouldn't say, just tell the truth."

Camille's eyes widened in surprise.

truthfully?Even excluding the part she knew she couldn't tell, it was amazing information.

In fact, based on Camille's cognition during this time, including important information such as the discord between the church and the king, there is nothing in Serena's heart that cannot be said.

Except for some secrets that will definitely cause big troubles if they are revealed, Serena is basically indifferent to most things.

In order to make sure that he didn't understand the wrong meaning, Camille confirmed again:

"You mean, I can intuitively describe your way of dealing with the world, your position in the church, the names and directions of your followers, and the complete history of the incident in the Kolo Valley?"

"uh-huh."

Serena snorted indifferently, and drank the milk on hand.

"Then I can choose to tell Leonard what you have done during this time?"

"Of course. You can even tell him what you think of the Devout United—as long as you don't get tired."

Camille smiled wryly. She could say too much about this. Considering the complexity of using this magic item, it was indeed exhausting work.

Then, she asked her own question:

"But is this really okay? I know Leonard. After he knows that you have differences with the king, he will definitely find a way to increase the differences."

"Otherwise? We are enemies after all, so it would be strange if we don't do this?"

Serena rolled her eyes blankly.

"But what if..."

Camille's words were interrupted impatiently by Serena: