The Holy Maiden of Agnes arrived in the Duchy of Grant under the guard of the Knights of the Cathar.

Sovia, the god of shadows and assassins, sent an oracle a few days ago, signaling that the Pope and the Holy Maiden should arrive in the Duchy of Grant at the same time and complete the ceremony of marrying the goddess.

This was not a surprise to Agnes herself, after all, as the voice of the saint and the goddess on earth, Agnes had the ability to communicate with the goddess in dreams, and she was probably the first person in the church to know about it.

From the very beginning, she knew exactly what would happen when she accepted the position of saint – either marrying a pope from another church to bring her in a relationship, or entering a royal family to strengthen the church's influence, or marrying the entire church as a dowry to a god.

In either case, it's nothing more than a woman's life and body as a trading object.

There was no joy or sorrow in Agnes' heart. She just knew what was going to happen, and then calmly accepted the fact. There are no superfluous personal emotions. Just obey.

The church did not adopt her out of fraternity or mercy, buying the high-quality prostitutes of the reserve out of the green house at a large price, and then administering balanced and healthy food, a pleasant and well-read education, and complex and strict etiquette.

In the end, all of this adds up to a saint who can stand tall above all other women, but is humbly reluctant to lift her swan-like neck.

Finally, he sent the saint to the bed of other nobles who were as stupid as pigs or as strong as bears. Let them be ravaged in order to gain some special tolerance for the church, or to get some special resources.

In short, it's just a deal. The church bought the prostitutes out of the green house in advance, educated them, and raised them. They then trade their lives for some of the resources they need. Sounds fair.

Agnes hadn't stepped out of the Shadow Sanctuary since she was "saved" by the Church. She lived in the sanctuary and received daily training in martial arts and religious counseling—similar to the routine of other nuns.

However, while the other nuns had finished their busy practice and began to rest, Agnes had to enter the Templar Dogma for further training and practice.

This part of the learning content is all-encompassing, from murder techniques to political principles, from floral tea ceremony to boudoir secret skills. Every day is different, and there is no chance of repeating what has been taught. On the second day, the old cardinals of the dogmatic district will take what the saints have learned over the past year and put them to the test.

When Agnes was young, there were many competitors studying together in the dogma zone. And they were all eliminated because of random testing - except for Agnes, the girl who lasted the longest was also eliminated the following year.

From that day on, a new saint was born in the Triple Court, and the poor little girl named Agnes also died in her own body. All that's left is the Saintess Agnes.

Five days ago, the Triple Pavilion, which worships Sophia, the god of shadows and assassins, received the clearest oracle ever handed down by the goddess Sophia.

"Bring Agnes to Fort Grant. I found a good home for her. ”

Although the bishops of the Mie Pavilion often complained privately about the will of the goddess, like a message from a girlfriend, the consequences of a confusing and misunderstood word were extremely serious.

But having received such a clear oracle, the bishops were still inevitably in a panic. "I'm afraid the gods are unhappy to hear our complaints, aren't they?"

The bishops, who were in a panic, did not delay their business. While they were praying with a weak heart, they loaded the dowry of the Holy Maiden, which had been prepared to be locked in the warehouse, into the carriage with the speed of burning their buttocks.

After the huge convoy was almost arriving at Fort Grant, he used a one-time mobile teleportation array to send Agnes and His Majesty the Pope to the convoy.

"Lord, your desire is my mission. On her first night in the convoy, Agnes met Sophia in a dream. Her goddess sits in a field that grows well.

All kinds of herbs that like yin and are afraid of heat are desperately extending their branches towards the place where Sophia is sitting.

There are even a few Phantom Orchids that take tens of thousands of years to bear fruit, and after the leaves touch Sophia's skin, they suddenly grow a lot of fruit on the branches.

Sophia was sitting in the field waiting for the crops, and when she heard a believer praying, she quickly waved her hand and said, "Knight, wait for you, I'll take a prayer." Yes, don't move the three Shadow Orchids, I made a bet with Panakaya!" Sophia stood up from the field as she spoke. Patting the dirt on her ass and thighs casually, she looked in Agnes' direction.

Then Sophia was startled, "Agnes, why are you here alone?"

Agnes was confused by Sophia's question, "Lord, I don't know how to bring the others to sleep with me...... You didn't teach me. ”

"Are you dreaming?" Sophia patted her chest exaggeratedly, and then muttered a few vague words with an envious face, as if strange keywords such as "green hair, big breasts, useless, bulky, not envious" were mixed in. But Agnes still didn't understand.

"It's just a dream. Sophia looked at Agnes and smiled with relief, "There are other colleagues of mine here." Although you are a holy woman, you cannot communicate with other true gods. Otherwise, it is dangerous for both parties. It's better to see each other in a dream first. ”

"As you wish. Agnes nodded obediently, picked up her skirt with both hands, and bowed slightly to Sophia. Then return to an upright position with your hands folded inwards on your lower abdomen. The neck is quietly bent down a little, like a swan swimming quickly on the surface of the lake. His eyes were focused on Sophia's feet, waiting for Sophia's instructions.

Just be obedient. Agnes said softly to herself in her heart. Just be obedient. Obey God's will and trade yourself for peace in the church. She tried to repeat it in her mind.

A trace of bitterness began to permeate the depths of Agnes's heart.

"You're so beautiful. Even Sophia, who is usually not upright, seems to have been affected by the temperament exuded by Agnes, she is a little envious, and seems to be a little jealous looking at the woman in front of her.

Agnes is definitely the most outstanding and the first since the Triple Pavilion began to cultivate excellent saints. Her soft, shiny pale blonde hair, her milk-smooth skin, and her perfectly proportioned face would have exclaimed to anyone who saw it.

The slender figure and curvaceous beauty at the same time, especially the blue eyes, have almost become the most striking point of her body. Everyone who sees Agnes will be fascinated by her eyes, and at the same time, they will be ashamed of themselves for staring at her for too long.

She is the most beautiful jewel in Noah's world, and she is the beautiful Agnes who captures the soul of the soul.

"Nothing mundane can be called beautiful in your radiance. Agnes' answer was firm and natural, she raised her head slightly, looked at Sophia who was exceptionally clear in her dream, and said, "The church has sent a team and is about to arrive at Fort Grant." I will also arrive with the team and complete my mission. ”

Sophia frowned, as if sensing something strange about Agnes.

"But...... My lord ......" Agnes fell to her knees suddenly, and she fell to the ground, her pale blonde hair spreading like a sea of flowers.

The sourness in her heart erupted with Agnes's movements, and she couldn't tell whether it was because of the feeling in her heart that she fell to the ground, or because she clearly met the god she believed in all her life, so she was full of emotion.

"Is that the value of my life as a trade item?" Agnes asked the deepest question in the hearts of countless Triple Pavilion saintesses for seven hundred years.

Piercing the heart.

"What?trade?Of course not!" Sophia was taken aback by Agnes' question. As a goddess who likes to hang around with other beautiful goddesses and has no interest in expanding the church at all, this kind of problem is completely out of her reach.

Sophia stammered to explain that she didn't mean it at all, and at the same time tried to calm Agnes, who was sobbing on the ground. However, no matter what the intention is, it ends up being an unrealizable mumble. Sophia looked at Agnes, who was crying, and whispered, "Did we do something wrong to get you out of the fire pit?"

Sophia froze in place, and Agnes fell to the ground crying unabated. At that moment, Panakaya walked out of the shelter with a basin of warm water, ready to go to the medicine field to pick some calming herbs. Melt in the water and make a warm compress for Shen Xi.

"What's going on?" Panakaya was a little puzzled when she saw Sophia, who was standing on the edge of the medicine field with a changing expression. So he turned to Knight, who had been with Sophia, and asked, "What is she doing?

Knight scratched her head and replied, "She seemed to say she was going to take a prayer, and then she walked out of the medicine field and started talking to people. I guess I met a believer in a dream? And then I heard her say something about trading goods, and then there was this awkward silence. As he spoke, Knight took out a copper pot cigarette from his back, lit it to his mouth, and muttered, "I just like farming, so don't drag me on this kind of discussion involving morality and outlook on life." ”

Panakaya walked over to Sophia, who was standing still, with a basin of water, but happened to hear her muttering. After being stunned for a moment, Panakaya's face suddenly changed, and she picked up the basin of water in her hand and splashed the water directly on Sophia's face.