Chapter 45: Let the Witch Go
With the help of the convent saint, or rather the puppet of Kiraya, Vincent easily brought the hapless Prani out.
This trip to the convent can be said to be very fruitful, not only found my sister, but also brought a little witch out.
Whether or not Prani was a real witch, Vincent didn't plan to put her here and let the saint lock her up to the ground.
O pure and innocent man chosen by God, this is a pie in the sky.
"Dear brother, my sister's puppet can't leave here, let's say goodbye, don't forget to miss my sister."
The holy woman accompanied the group to the gate of the seminary, looked at Vincent, who was like an arrow, and gently instructed.
"It's better to miss each other than to see each other, and it's better not to see each other than to see each other." Vincent replied ruthlessly, "I'm busy, you can find someone else to play with." β
The saint shook a little, and a black mist floated out of her and landed gently on Vincent's shoulder.
"What a!"
Vincent slapped in disgust, but the smoke passed through his fingers, and was not dispelled at all.
"Sister doesn't worry about you, leave a little consciousness to accompany you, and I can help you when you encounter difficulties."
The black smoke fluttered a few times and turned into the shape of a cute little furball, bouncing around Vincent's ears.
This seductive witch seems to be relying on herself, Vincent has something important to do now, and he can't care about this little thing, so he let her go first.
In addition, Vincent himself is not sure what problems he will encounter in the future, and he may really need to ask this doppelganger when the time comes.
If Chiara hadn't lied, she would have pulled her brother as a last resort.
"Does this thing drain my mana?" Vincent asked, "I don't want to be sucked dry by her." β
"It's okay, your daily little worries are enough for my little doppelganger to eat."
"What about this woman?" Walking out of the door, Vincent asked Prani to untie the bell from her feet, and glanced back at the saint who had lost her mind, "This woman has fallen, how can she be a saint?" β
"Hee-hee, what can I do?" The furball on her shoulder grinned, "Next, she will continue to perform her duties and do what you say." β
"Huh?" Vincent asked with some dissatisfaction, "Isn't it too cheap for her to let her do it?" β
"Why is the devil bothering about the church? How can such a person be killed casually? Kiara's doppelganger lectured in an old-fashioned tone, "The more people like this, the smoother the future conquest of our clan, understand, dear brother?" β
It seems that while this witch is looking for fun everywhere, she has never forgotten to look for a leading party for the demons, and she is really sharpening her knife and cutting wood.
Although such a sister is absurd and perverted, she is still a role that should not be underestimated in the family.
If you can get her support in intelligence, it should also help your own career.
However, Vincent still thinks of Kiraya as a hopeless perverted witch.
I'm afraid this guy doesn't have a brother-in-law plot.
Even if she is a brother demon, I'm afraid she won't be able to stand that terrifying love.
If you let this charming witch be satisfied, I am afraid that I will not be angry with cancer, and finally die young.
Hearing that the lord had returned from the seminary, Bishop Bellman, who had long been sleepy and fighting, hurried to greet him.
Seeing that Vincent had also brought out a girl dressed as a witch, the bishop's expression couldn't help but be puzzled.
Overall, though, the bishop didn't make a fuss and seemed to know something.
"My lord, have you found a way to lift the curse?"
"Found it." Vincent glanced at Plani, who was hiding behind him, and nodded, "She might try." β
"How can a witch who cultivates black magic break the curse?"
The bishop saw that the demons recommended witches to save people, and he really didn't know how to evaluate the absurdity of this thing.
"She's just a poor lost person, and no one has led her astray." Vincent didn't explain much, "I don't have time to explain, I'm going home, thank you for your help." β
Although he was very eager to find out why there were witches in the convent and why they could be led out by demons, the bishop finally held back.
There are some complicated things, and the wise people still don't know better.
As long as the lord is happy and can maintain friendship with him, what does it have to do with him if he wants to eat the flesh of a witch or drink the blood of a witch?
Anyway, it's just black eating black.
"Remember to keep her repentant so that the gods can forgive her for the sins she has committed......"
The bishop gave a few words in a decent manner, and asked in a whisper as Vincent pulled him aside.
"Are you sure you've unraveled the curse? This curse must not spread in my parish. β
Finally, the bishop couldn't help but reveal his true intentions.
"Pray, maybe only the gods know." Vincent looked at him left and right, and did not answer directly, "No matter what, I will inform you of the result." β
"Oh, that's so worrying." The Bishop grabbed Vincent, "No need to go back, I will allow you to cast the spell in the Holy Land." β
Unfortunately, Vincent didn't want the bishop to know too much, which would complicate matters.
He has worked so hard, and if he has a chance to succeed, Vincent doesn't want to give the church a credit for nothing.
Of course, he didn't just refuse the kindness.
"This curse is very dangerous, and if it is not done properly, it can even spread and affect the clergy in the church." Vincent looked around and explained solemnly, "In my castle, there are no living people, and it is impossible for the curse to affect the undead, so it is safer. β
Poor Ninia Wald was expelled from her master's job in this way.
"I have to say, this is an incomparable advantage." The bishop quickly agreed with this point of view, nodding his head in prayer, "I am always ready to support you if you need to." β
I'm afraid that I can only provide all kinds of support except help, right?
After coming out of the seminary, Vincent did not intend to count on the church anymore, these priests were not only incompetent, but also self-righteous, and they were absolutely doomed to death by their little girls.
It seems that the capacity of the local church is still not enough after all.
However, the lord can't just think about how to be alone, and sometimes he has to give some favors.
"My lord, I may make a windfall in the near future." Vincent lowered his voice and said to the bishop, "You know, I plan to donate one of them, and I don't know when I should donate it to the church." β
How clever the bishop was, he understood his intentions in a flash.
"Your Lord, are you determined to deal with Luke?"
"If you don't get rid of him, you want to see curses run rampant in the territory and let your bell tower ring the bell for the dead every day?"
The bishop felt a chill at the thought of the death knell going on all day.
At that time, not only will the people be heartbroken, but they will also be grief-stricken because of the hopeless future, right?
However, when he thought that the demons were going to directly clash with the merchants, he was a little hesitant.
"God is merciful, it's not good to kill and shed blood in the territory......"
"Hahaha, it's easy!" The lord smiled evilly, "Wouldn't it be murder to turn them into inhuman things first and then kill them?" β
"O gods, bless the innocent from being affected......
Seeing that Vincent's eyes were already red, the bishop knew that the matter was irreparable.
The businessman wants money, the devil kills, and it is not difficult to choose which side to stand.
Offended this demon, he could only mourn for Luke for a second, and then consider how big his share was.
Anyway, the person who is targeted by the devil, how can he interfere?
Although the merchant has a lot of money, it can't go directly into the pocket of the church, so it is better to let the lord borrow flowers and offer Buddha.
"If you are willing to bear witness that it is they who believe and spread evil, that donation will be even greater. I look forward to your cooperation. β
With a friendly suggestion, Vincent left the church and rode back to the castle on the Nightmare Beast.
The orc girl dropped into a carriage provided by the church and returned with her.
"Oh, so handsome! It's a Nightmare Monster! Plani rode with the tattoo, hugging the Nightmare Beast's head with a look of surprise on her face, "It's so cool." β
"Don't touch him, be careful of nightmares at night."
Seeing that the girl became hairy as soon as she came out, and judged the appearance of the two in the confessional, Vincent had to admonish.
How can you look like a hairy boy who has never seen the world......
"I often have nightmares." Prani raised her little face and said happily, "The teacher said that this is part of magical cultivation. β
This kid was tricked by the witches' spells, right?
"Don't you hate the people who report you and the church that imprisons you?"
"Isn't it normal for a witch to be reported? I'm used to this kind of thing. Prani innocently asked, "Actually, the church is very good, and you can eat in it every day." β
Vincent really didn't know how such a naΓ―ve witch had survived to this day......
"Do you have any plans for the future?" Vincent couldn't help but ask, "I might be able to do something for you." β
"Uncle, my dream is to be a good witch and make a contract with the most powerful demons."
Good guys, witches, demon pact......
Good guys, how do you choose these three goals?
It's an impossible triangular model!
How did such a strange and strange ideal come into being in a small head, and how did this brain circuit grow?
Vincent, who was a man of two lives, was confused by this little witch, and he was powerless to complain, so he had to speed up and rush back.