During this time, Nora will no longer see her sweetheart and will not be able to attend classes with her classmates. During the boring holidays, all a girl can do is follow her parents to church and pray for God's blessing.

This year, the pastor in the church seemed to have a new blood, he followed the example of the old pastor and told the "Bible Story" with emotion, and he hoped to use his own unique style of speech and preaching to make the believers present like him.

Nora sat in the audience with her parents and listened carefully to the stories in the Bible that she had been familiar with since childhood, although the content of the stories was roughly the same, but every time the pastor summarized the truth in the story, it always made people suddenly enlightened.

At the end of the sermon, the people got up and prepared to leave. As a gesture of friendship, the pastor personally walked to the gate to say goodbye to them one by one, and he did not forget to greet every believer who came to the church.

"You're very good, young man." The old people have a very good impression of the new pastor.

"Thank you, it's all because of your support and companionship." The priest humbly bowed his head and smiled embarrassedly.

When Nora walked past the young priest, he looked at her white face, his heart beating uncontrollably, and he wanted to bless the girl like a bystander, but somehow, he couldn't open his mouth nervously when he faced her.

"See you later." The girl smiled generously at him, and her polite appearance fascinated the priest.

“…… Return, see you later...", the pastor replied sheepishly.

When she got home, Nora immediately ran back to her room, knowing full well that someone in the bedroom was waiting for her return. The old man stood on the edge of the girl's bed, carefully observing the environment here, and guessing the girl's delicate thoughts from the ornaments in the room.

"I'm back." Nora appeared excitedly beside the old man, her smile beaming with happiness.

The old man turned his head confidently and said with a satisfied look: "He is waiting for you by the lake." ”

Nora's eyes lit up when she heard that the person she liked was waiting for her, and she ran to the old man's side excitedly and gave him a big hug, but the moment she hugged him, an unbearable tingling sensation stimulated every nerve that touched the old man's body, and she also smelled the foul smell emanating from him, Nora disagreed, and ignored these real feelings in order to express her gratitude.

With the old man's news, Nora soon came to the lake, and looked up to see that her sweetheart was really standing on the shore. The girl ran towards him happily, ignoring the danger around her.

"Lucifer!" Nora's crisp voice echoed through the woods.

"You're here." The boy was calm and calm, his eyes fixed on the still surface of the lake.

"What are you looking at?" Nora asked curiously.

“…… It's nothing..."Lucifer came back to his senses and turned his head to look at the girl who was infatuated with him, and it would not be long before the body in front of him would become his own sacrifice, offering her to the naked demons who had escaped from hell and had nowhere to store their souls, and he couldn't help but smile wickedly at the thought of this.

The priest knelt before the statue of Jesus and confessed, but his mind was full of Nora's glances and smiles, and he knew that he had violated the taboo of the clergy, and although people could not see any change in him, the gods saw through him.

“… Please forgive me......" The pastor's voice was timid, he didn't dare to lie in front of the gods, and he didn't want to be honest with his thoughts before Jesus.

"You're alone?" Camilla took on the form of Nora and walked into the empty, lifeless church.

“……！” Hearing the girl's voice, the pastor's heart suddenly surged, but for the sake of his own reputation and the reputation of the church, he needed to pretend to be calm and kneeling before God.

The girl bent down and quietly observed the pretending calm prayer pastor as she gently blew on the side of the man's face. The milky smell wafted into the priest's body, and the soft and exciting sensation was stirring the man's heart.

“… Hey......" Camilla whispered in the priest's ear as the man's face grew red.

Suddenly, the statue of the god in front of them burst again, and the broken glass splattered, and the priest turned to protect Camilla from harm, and then sacrificed his thin body to resist the scattered debris.

"You're not hurt, are you?" The priest asked Camilla in embarrassment, his eyes full of concern.

"You're hurt." Camilla said as she looked up and saw the shard of glass inserted behind the man.

"As long as you're okay......" As soon as the words fell, the pastor still couldn't hold back the pain in his back and fainted.

Camilla remained unmoved, she stood quietly in front of the wounded priest, looking down at his anguish with low eyes and indifference, leaving him to fend for himself. What a fragile soul, vulnerable, since it is so painful to live, it is better for me to help you solve the current dilemma. The woman slowly crouched down, put her hand on the man's forehead, and pulled away the soul and body little by little.

A bright light pierced through the glazed glass in front of the church, shining with gold that separated Camilla and the priest, and the withdrawal was forced to stop, and the priest was still lying in place. Camillata, who was knocked to the ground by the bright light, looked at it, and Michael appeared in front of him with the light of justice.

"I thought it was someone, it turned out to be my brother." Camilla said coquettishly, and got up from the ground charmingly.

Michael never expected that Camilla's strength was now, and that the light of his justice hit her only a bruise, and he knew that he was at a disadvantage, but he still had to pretend to be very calm and hang in the air, silently observing the woman's next moves, even if it was sacrificed for the glory of the gods.

"It's strange when my brother is going to attack me with the holy splendor of the church and his own divine power? Once you were... Awesome ......" Camilla sneered and stood up from the ground, shook the dust off her clothes, and looked up at him with those sharp and cunning eyes, Michael's heart throbbed at the sight of his now powerful sister.

"I think you better save your energy, go back and be your archangel, and hide under the protection of the gods to survive." Camilla turned around and was about to leave, she didn't have to spend more energy to deal with Michael, that is, she raised her hand and shook it easily in front of Michael, and the archangel was thrown down in front of the cross by an irresistible magic, embarrassed.

"Apocalypse, with your current divine power, you can't control it at all." Camilla saw that Michael had never hurt herself, and she persuaded her.

Before Michael could react, Camilla walked out of the church door and disappeared into the night. The man clenched his hands into fists and slammed them to the ground, roaring in anger, and the wings behind him seemed to sense the helplessness and anger of their master, and broke free in front of the statue of the Lord.

This roar woke up the fainting priest, who slowly opened his eyes and glanced back to catch a glimpse of a winged man sobbing with his head bowed.

"You, ...... you" said the priest, his eyes widened and he exclaimed in surprise, "Angel?!" ”