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

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"Things exist objectively. As long as your brother has a brain, he should have seen that we are at odds. You can say it, but it's just an irrelevant circumstantial evidence."

Camille choked.

Well, as a knight, she really can't keep up with the thinking of these people with too good brains.

It seems that it is still the same as before, let people with good brains use their brains, and just perform tasks by themselves...

Camille quickly tapped the runes in the box on the bed, very busy.

Serena looked at the serious knight, sighed slightly, and then put the nightgown on Camille's fragrant shoulders.

After half an hour, Camille stopped and shook his numb fingers.

"finished!"

Then, she consciously read out her brother's reply letter:

"You did a good job, this information is very helpful to me, thank you! Please be careful in the future, safety first!"

After reading it, there was a little blushing of happiness on his face - I don't know if it was because I helped my brother or because I helped Serena.

"Okay, come over to have breakfast, I have asked the waiter to bring a new one."

Hearing Serena's voice, Camille realized that Serena was already dressed and waiting in the living room of the suite.

She jumped out of bed in embarrassment, quickly got dressed, and then sat at the table and ate breakfast with standard etiquette.

Just as she quickly finished her breakfast and was about to stand up to pack her luggage and leave, she felt a handkerchief stretched out to her mouth, and gently wiped the corner of her mouth.

"Ha, even if you are too anxious, something will go wrong."

Although it is ridicule, there is an inexplicable tenderness in it.

Camille's face turned red.

At this moment, she found that she really felt the kind of warmth that Meg said.

"Sorry, I was rude!"

After Serena wiped the corners of her mouth, Camille apologized politely, then got up and got busy.

It wasn't until the carriage set off again that Camille sat in the driver's seat and thought of something vaguely.

' In a sense, life seems to be much the same now as before—except at night. '

"If one day, I can live together with Leonard and Serena, it should be a very happy thing, right?" '

"Ha, what am I thinking, how is it possible..."

And when Camille fell into wild delusions, Serena in the car was also thinking about something.

' Next thing, the guy in Tempus should know what's going on here. '

'Will he swallow it, or will he find an excuse to try and eliminate the new army? '

'Hmph, go ahead, Tempus.I have already prepared several new cards...'

Chapter 30 Tempus in a Dilemma

"So, Phyllis really let Serena disappear for three months?"

Tempus looked at Viscount Lemes with an unfriendly expression.

Resisting the urge to wipe off his sweat, the Viscount bit the bullet and replied:

"This is not laissez-faire or dereliction of duty. In fact, Elkla III cleverly hid it from everyone's sight, including the other spies we deployed on the periphery, and found nothing unusual."

"And every once in a while, Phyllis will receive letters from Serena, and she will report the contents of all these letters to me..."

"waste!"

Tempus coldly interrupted Viscount Lemes' defense.

In fact, he also knew that Phyllis was just a small role beside Serena, and it was not surprising that she was kept a secret.

And when Hercule III really wants to do something, the resources that the Pope can mobilize can really keep everyone in the dark.

Even his people in Grant Territory didn't realize that Saintess Serena had lived there for a while, and had participated in the training of the new army hand in hand.

And he finally got the news from Earl Walpole, and it is very likely that it was a smoke screen deliberately released by the church.

He knows all this.

But he was still angry.

What is angry is that the plan to control the nobles in the western region has finally come to fruition, so far it has been abandoned halfway;

The few nobles who surrendered to him either flinched and changed their minds, or they suffered heavy losses and their vitality was seriously injured by the looting of the unknown "thieves group".

What is angry is that Serena still uses her talent to fight against him, even though she is not mean to Serena;

At this time, Tempus had selectively forgotten his desperation for Serena.

"Lemes, tell me, what else can you do?"

Tempus, still angry, looked at his cronies.

Viscount Lemes hesitated to speak.

What can be done without depending on the king's will?

They are just an intelligence agency, how could they have their own decisions?

Fortunately, Humphrey is here, he saw the embarrassment of his colleagues, and tried to clear the siege with a gentle voice:

"Your Majesty, we should take a closer look at the bright side of things."

"In any case, the Granster family has regained some strength, which is not a bad thing for the country."

"Now the thieves over there have fled one after another, the law and order has improved a lot, and the people who lack food and clothing have also received relief-in the long run, these are good things."

"And in the foreseeable future, the Granster family and other western nobles will still obey your orders and cooperate with your legion to fight."

"Under such a situation, an ally with certain capabilities is always better than an ally in a state of disunity."

"Also, 500 men is nowhere near enough to shake anything—we have ten legions in full, and these men are less than a tenth of a legion."

"If we still have to feel fear when we have a hundredfold advantage, then this world is a bit too scary."

After hearing Humphrey's words, Tempus' complexion improved a lot.

Indeed, his strength is still far above the Gransters'. Even if it is impossible for his ten legions to be used at the same time, it is not something the Grants can resist if they take out any legion at random.

As far as the attitude of the church itself is concerned, this time it can only be regarded as a protest that is neither soft nor hard.

With the ability of the church, it is easy to pull out two or three legions, and the mere 500 people are really just meaningless.

This time the church also fully considered the issue of name, but cleverly used Margaret's dual identity to play a marginal game.

For an earl's eldest daughter like Margaret, who is also blessed with the status of a saint, it is reasonable to have 500 fully armed followers around her, and it is not outrageous.

And Serena would help Margaret, not necessarily because she wanted to do something to the king.

Tempus had already received information that Margaret was already Serena's lover.

Even he himself will deliberately take care of the safety of his lover, let alone these two young guys who are just in love.

Everything can have a milder explanation, which is enough to make Tempus feel at ease.

But when he tried to comfort himself like this, a voice jumped out again.

"This time there are 500 people, what about next time?"

Tempus was well aware of the church's capabilities, as well as his own limitations.

If the church really wants to fight against him, he will really restrain him everywhere.

And this action of the church is actually an unavoidable warning:

"We have enough strength, please don't underestimate us."

Tempus is sure that this is what Elcle III wants to convey.

Now, he did receive the message as well.

what's next?

Tempus' face changed.

In fact, there are not many choices, it is nothing more than showing weakness or being tough.

But now that he has just suffered a defeat and has not recovered his reputation, it is obviously not advisable to be tough.

Then we can only be gentle first, and then talk about other things.

"Humphrey, next month is His Holiness the Pope's birthday, right?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. His Excellency will be delighted that you remember this day."

Humphrey respectfully confirmed it.

"Help me prepare a generous gift. When the time comes, I will personally come to congratulate you."

Hearing what Tempus said, Humphrey was visibly relieved.

That's right, this is the bearing that a king should have.

"Alright Your Majesty, I will see for myself that the gifts are wrapped."

Tempus nodded, indicating that Humphrey and the others can retreat.

This matter is not a big deal, he and Elcle III are good friends, congratulations will not damage his dignity, and Elcle III will definitely understand the meaning.

Then, even if the matter came to an end...

No wonder!

Tempus looked at the map, and the flame in his heart rose again.

"The new army... Hehe, as long as it is an army, it is a clear threat, isn't it?"

The pride of the king made it extremely difficult for Tempus to tolerate an army that was not under his control in his kingdom.

After finally figuring out the nobles of the western region, the separatist group with the strongest armed forces in the territory, how could they be willing to make a comeback with these guys?

This country only needs one army and one object of allegiance!

The pious... This name must not exist for a long time, otherwise it is telling everyone that the authority of the church can stand side by side with the king's power.

But how to eliminate these guys?

It is obviously impossible to directly send legions to attack. This will only cause the nobles and churches in the kingdom to betray themselves. There are still a lot of them in Tempus.

So, which foreign enemy can help him get rid of these unknown troops?

Tempus looked around the map.

Chapter 31 Aurora's Persuasion

"Welcome back, Serena!"

Contrary to Serena's expectation, just as she got off the carriage, she saw Aurora waiting at the door of the villa.

She did tell Aurora in her dream that she would be here today, but she didn't say what time?

In fact, she wasn't even sure when.

"Ah, what an unexpected honor, Aurora."

Serena jumped out of the carriage and signaled Camille to go back to the monastery first, and then hugged Aurora gently.

Well, just gently, because Ingrid's face has already appeared on the window...

"How do you know I'm here now? Have you learned to prophesy?"

Serena took Aurora's hand affectionately and asked as she walked.