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But the clergy in the school were not allowed to have impure associations with the opposite sex, and she herself knew this.

The child must be Rinslet's, there is no doubt about it.

Jinyu was also thinking about whether to tell Rinslet about this matter.

Because she alone cannot decide the fate of this unborn life.

"Hmm...... Ask him when you go on a date this week's day off. Jinyu closed the vanity case and looked at the calendar on the wall.

Today is Monday.

……

Xia leaned against the wall, listening to the songs in his personal space.

This function of the music player originally did not exist, but after Xia weak's feedback, the official actually added a player function for players.

Xia couldn't afford to listen to the "Car of Dawn" in his ears, and looked at the map unfolding in front of him.

Judging by the traces on the map outlined by the path he had taken, he had now reached a rather deep part of the mountain.

It's just that no matter how deep he goes, this labyrinth seems to be endless, with no hope or end in sight, as if it is a dark and deep fantasy.

On this map, which Xia was unable to rely on, all kinds of markers were densely written.

"Marker 320, falling needles (repeat)"

"Marker 441, nail spurs piercing through the wall (one pass, dead end on both sides)"

"Mark 768, ground collapses, needs to be detoured from Mark 745."

"Mark 902 and a pursuing golem will appear around the corner. (It has been led to Mark 876 and is now trapped.) ）”

Xia Wuli had forgotten how long he had been exploring this labyrinth.

But no matter how long he explored, it was no worse for him.

Because his principles do not allow him to give up halfway, as long as it is not done, he will always do it.

"So you should go straight next." He looked at the road ahead and compared it to the map. "Well, that's right."

Xia Wuli has made 952 marks so far, that is, he has gone all the way to the present, and has experienced 952 traps and traps.

However, his mentality is not bad, he always feels that there will be no more than 1,000 mechanisms in this mountain, or just 1,000.

After all, games are designed by people.,Maybe it's just an obsessive-compulsive disorder to design this guardian.,Maybe you want to put it together.。

Maintaining such thoughts, Xia Weak's spirit was a little more inspired

"Good!" He turned off the music player, patted his ass and stood up, "Let's go." ”

After hundreds of traps, he has long been accustomed to rolling back, and now he does not walk as cringely as he used to.

After all, there won't be an accident anyway, and it's faster to walk normally, so why not?

……

Rinslet was dispensing his potions in the room when a strange man suddenly pushed his door open and staggered in, a dog gnawing mud and falling to the ground.

Rinslet hurriedly put the potion away and placed it on the stage, then helped the man up.

The man panted and looked up, his face covered in blood. Rinslet helped him wipe the blood off his face, and when he saw that it was a colleague he had taken a class with before.

This comrade is named Smith, and he is also a member of the plastic energy department as Rinslet.

"Smith, what happened?" When Rin Slater saw Smith rushing in in with such a disfigured appearance, something must have happened.

Smith grabbed Rinslet's shoulder tightly, and squeezed out a sentence out of breath.

"Shadows...... Dissipated. ”

Why can't these mages speak properly?

I have to get some crepe codes, and make myself look cool.

But Rinslet was also a mage, so he understood the cool phrase instantly.

"You mean...... Our hidden entrance to this place has been discovered? He stared at Smith with wide eyes, shocked.

Smith nodded with difficulty, and fainted.

It's the new meeting place of the Mage Guild, and it's located on a hidden farm outside of Moonsong City.

Since the last time the Mage Guild was attacked by the Halo Church's witch hunt, they had no choice but to find a new place to hide.

But who knows, in just a few weeks, the people from the Halo Church actually came to the door again.

"It's definitely a new round of witch hunts!" Rinslet angrily gathered up the equipment and potions on the table, this time the enemy was so close that he couldn't sit still.

"I'm sorry Smith, this potion is for you, it will make you better." Rinslet crouched down, placed a green potion in front of his fainting comrade, and strode out the door.

……

Weak chickens.

Rookie dogs.

It's just powerless.

Strings of contemptuous words kept popping up from Jinyu's mind, whose hands were stained with blood, as she swung a straight fist and shattered the head of one of the apprentice mages in front of her once again.

"Yes...... Be...... It's the Iron Fist Nun! The little mage who witnessed the whole process next to him was instantly frightened and peed his pants, but he still did not forget the warning that the master had given him.

If you encounter an Iron Fist nun, you must shout it out loud to alert your comrades.

"Sister Iron Fist?!"

"She's coming! It's another witch hunt! “

"That Jinyu!"

As the feared title spread, for a moment, an aura of fear and despair enveloped the farm.

The name of Jin Yu, like the Grim Reaper, has left an indispellable mark on the hearts of this group of mages, making this group of people who are already vulnerable in the Weaving Star Country even more invincible at this moment.

But every time the alarm is sounded, there is always a sacrifice for the person who pulls the alarm.

There are few exceptions to such cases, let alone in the presence of Sister Ironfist.

One step at a time, Jin Yu slowly walked towards the poor mage who had already collapsed to the ground, her fists clattering.

"Goddess Mistra...... Protection, bless me......" Although the mage was frightened and incapacitated, he still had a good temperament.

Seeing that he was already unable to escape death, he actually sang a spell in front of Jinyu.

"The flames never stop...... The fierce battle continues, and the crimson ...... Sprinkle the ground, leave no history, don't ask...... My name, only the sword is three feet, the dead are alive, and the survivors are ...... Bang!!! ”

As he was about to finish the final stanza, a fist burst out and burst his mouthful of words.

The sound came to an abrupt halt, accompanied by a muffled crackling sound, like a radio that had suddenly shorted.

"Rest in peace." Jin Yu shook the flesh off her hand and placed her hand on the man's chest and saluted.

This time, the task assigned to Jin Yu by the church was to act alone, rush into the back door of the mage's secret stronghold, and kill anyone if he saw him, preferably annihilating them all.

The main forces of the Church will storm the main gate of the stronghold to attract the attention of the archmages.

Jin Yu knew in her heart that this was a great opportunity for her to make meritorious contributions to the church, and if things went well, she could even be promoted to the head of nuns, or even the bishop.

And the criterion for merit is only how many heretics she sanctions.

"I'm sorry, Rins." Jinyu looked at the mutilated corpses in the backyard of the farm, and couldn't help but think of Rinslet.

She closed her eyes and prayed that her lover would not be killed by the assault forces at the door, and that her lover would not meet her.

"What are you sorry for?"

A familiar voice suddenly came to her ears, the only voice she was afraid to hear in this situation.

Jin Yu opened her eyes in panic, and not far from her eyes stood Rinslet, who was holding the 'star' in his hand, and his comrades.

Rinslet's face was gloomy, and the whole world seemed to burn in his eyes.