The sun completely sinks into the horizon, and the stars and moon once again paint the sky of Eristar an inky blue.

The clergy quickly removed the tables and food under the trees. Sweep the ground at great speed, take care of the courtyard, and clean up the "mess" that Noameria has created by chopping down tree branches...... The compound was quickly evacuated. In terms of the degree of cooperation, the speed of work, and the good discipline shown by these nuns, they are no less than the elite of the Federation cleaning up the battlefield.

Close the windows and close the curtains. With the exception of Koura, Du Run, Memmy Lane, and Noumeria all hid behind the window, gently pulling back the corner of the curtain and quietly watching out the window. As for Ryo Koura...... He was already frightened and went under the bed.

The golden door with the huge lock machine was opened, and only a middle-aged man in his fifties entered. The man was short, but he wore a particularly wide clerical robe. Signature shorty, signature voluminous robe...... For a "forbidden place" like the Monastery of Original Sin, it could only be Pope Nero!

"Where's Noumeria's room?" The high-pitched, hoarse voice pierced the air, irritating the eardrums of several protons and protons.

The nuns of the convent quickly lowered their heads and replied carefully. "Your Holiness the Pope, Nomeria's room is next to the rest room of the Hundred Princesses, Memy Lane, in the southwesternmost direction."

"Hmm...... Alright, you all step down! ”

"Yes!"

With this "yes", the monastic priesthood quickly dispersed. The whole monastery was cold and lonely again. Under the twenty-four bright moons, only the thin and withered ugly body of Pope Nero under the wide robe poked at it alone, pulling out a long shadow that did not quite match his height.

......

Knock knock knock......

There was a few gentle knocks on the door, and there was no need for His Holiness the Pope to speak. Nomeria took the initiative to push open the door to the room, whether she wanted it or not, and in terms of her task at the moment, she wished to create as many opportunities as possible to get close to Nero. Of course, as hostages under house arrest in the monastery, their rooms were not burdensome with deadbolts and locks. Whether she opened the door or not, she would not stop Nero, the greatest "true god" of Erescent.

"Hmmm......"

Another sigh perfectly in Nero's style, first raised and then suppressed, dragging on a long tail note. Glancing at Noumeria hiding under the white robe, Nero couldn't help but stir his thirsty Adam's apple again. "Remembering your father's devotion to the Holy See, I take the time to see you, a child shrouded in divine grace."

Noumeria stood stiffly holding on to the doorframe. Her expression was also stiff, or rather, she was simply expressionless, and replied in a very wooden and mechanical manner.

"For the previous ...... Before...... Escaping from the Temple Peak, I'm ...... I'm so sorry. As she spoke, Noumeria's heart beat faster and faster, and she subconsciously glanced at the bed behind her. The all-important brain control and hypnosis potion were pressed under the mattress in the corner of the bed. As she spoke, Noumeria pulled back and let Nero into the room.

"My father has always followed the Pope, and after these things, my father ...... I think it's very ...... Guilty. So let me return to Temple Peak to serve His Holiness the Pope. So...... I hope that you will take back your will and not give me to the Son...... Noumeria is even more willing to serve the Pope, not to mention, this is also the father's destiny! "Erixing is a relatively feudal #Jian#Traditional# country, and for an unmarried woman, her father's arrangement is the most solemn promise. So there is such a thing as Nomeria.

"Aha......"

"My child! Hahahaha! My female knight of Nomeria! ”

"I really didn't expect you to be so 'addicted' to the Holy Light! So 'devout' to me! ”

"But...... I'm old after all, and the future of Erixing still rests on a young man like the Holy Son. Can...... What does it matter? As he spoke, Pope Nero raised his hand and slowly moved his fingers, playing with Noumeria's delicate chin. For this action, he did it by "raising his hand". Noumeria was tall and tall, and the pope was short and thin. She was a head taller than the Pope, so much so that the Pope had to work hard to do it. So, Nero began to slide his hand down little by little. Until he held down a tall mountain somewhere in Nomeria. "But...... For your father's sake, I can give you a chance to follow the Light!" A chance not to disobey the Father! ”

"You can serve the Son before you serve it...... I! Serve me, the true God! ”

Feeling the demon's "claws" sliding to her chest # in front of her own # and always pursuing divinity and abstinence # lust, Numeria who has never been in close contact with any male # sex couldn't help but hit a spirit. Her right hand shook visibly, whether she was injured or not, whether she had a sword or not, whether she had a battle armor or not. For a wizened demon of Nero's level, Noumeria only needed one punch! No, just one slap can fan him into a pile of rotten meat! You can blow his head off! But she couldn't...... You can't bring disaster to your family, and you can't give up your goals and tasks.

As Nero's long-tailed "I" fell to the ground, Nero gently pulled the straps on his robe. Because the neckline of the papal robe was so wide, Nero's body was so thin that the whole robe slipped down the neckline and fell to the ground.

Nero, who was #naked# with his body, stepped forward step by step, and Noumeria stepped back step by step. In the end, there was no way back, and with wide eyes, he could only sit on the bed at once. In fact, for such a terrible thing right now, Noumeria had been mentally prepared for it. In other words, that's what she's here for! But when the truth came, as a female knight who pursued divinity, she instinctively resisted out of hatred for Pope Nero. So she looked at the blood-red grape juice beside the table.

For their own tactical goals, "losing their #body" is not a necessary link. Just put the little iron bead away, and turn Nero Fan #...... By the time he woke up, he had already broken himself off and turned into a corpse. Where do you have the opportunity to insult yourself?

"Please...... Your Holiness, Your Excellency, please respect yourself! ”

"I ...... I'll pour you a glass of juice! ”

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PS: Actually, Yunzi's style of writing is quite serious, and there is nothing like rubbing # edges. Even if there are some necessary plots, they are written as implicit as possible. But there are still "stars" that keep appearing. Even the previous words like night # demon # wheat # horn # amine were "star" and covered their faces manually...... In order not to affect the reading of book friends, Yunzi can only keep using # to separate, which is embarrassing.