In Aragorn, Turmes, there are few more spectacular buildings than the cathedral of Tyre, with its dazzling and heavy walls adorned with marble stones, and the blasphemy of the heart is thrown away as if bathed in the greatest force of justice.

A report was going on in the large prayer hall, and listening to the narration of the female paladin, the archbishop of the court lowered two pale eyebrows, and sighed:

"It's a shame that the kid died. ”

"It's my incompetence. Serra Grofia tightened her cloak, her fingers trembling, and her pale face seemed to be a little prostration.

"Don't blame yourself, according to the will of the Lord Father, you have done well enough, don't you feel the Lord Father's approval?" The Bishop paused slightly, and his voice echoed through the spacious hall: "He has already boasted about you through those you have saved, and as for Shi K, he died to fulfill his duty, and the Lord Father will remember him." ”

Serra hung her head, seemingly reluctant to refute, but also unwilling to agree.

"Knight Grofia, stop your self-denial. Seeing her like this, the archbishop raised his voice in displeasure: "You must know your own behavior correctly, doubt is the beginning of the Fall, you must remember." ”

"Yes. She reluctantly raised her head, trying to keep her gaze steady: "I remember. ”

The Bishop sighed, as the one who had raised her, he knew the child's surname, but he now thought that it would be an obstacle to her future, and that the weakness of Tyre's hand would often shake the faith of the Hand of Tyre, and there was nothing more terrible for a pure believer.

He had seen Serra's growth over the years and was relieved that she would eventually be able to overcome the hurdle, but he was a little disappointed with Serra's performance today.

Is it just because of the sacrifice of the disciples?

The archbishop looked at Serra's face and shook his head secretly, maybe yes, when she was sent to fight with the trainee paladin in the past, when the trainee samurai was martyred, she would be so depressed for a long time, maybe it would be better after a while.

He thought so, so he didn't care anymore, took out a piece of parchment from under the case, and handed it to the female warrior: "In recent years, you have made a lot of contributions to the sanctuary, and you have already reached the point where you should be further promoted, but I have always thought that you need to be experienced, and the attitude of the church is the same, but now there is a general shortage of manpower in the sanctuaries everywhere, and I think there will always be a time when the nestling will leave the nest and fly away, and it is time for you to leave." ”

"Your Excellency. Serra looked up sharply, stunned.

"That's what the church means, you're tired, just go and take a good rest, you can choose to accept these appointments, and come back tomorrow to tell me the results. ”

...... She walked down the hallway to the dormitory with a piece of parchment in her hand, her gloomy mood undiminished.

It had been around her since she left the island, or rather, from the moment she left the man.

She let out a long sigh.

Although she had made up her mind to pretend that she had never seen it, it was obviously not her way to think so, and the face came to her mind over and over again uninvited whenever she could, so that she looked in a trance, until her eyes went dark...... "Hey, guess who I am?" and a mischievous tone came from behind her into Serra's ears.

"Don't make jokes, Chrissy. The paladin shook his head, waved away the two small hands that were blindfolded, and looked back at the big-eyed female cultist a little helplessly.

Her appearance was ordinary, and her appearance was a far cry from her dignified evaluation, and this temperament, which was so different from Tyre's dignified and solemn temperament, determined that she could not be recognized more by the Father of Justice, and in fact she was still an ordinary nun when Serra and the other children who had been raised in the sanctuary had achieved success.

However, she did not care, nor did she have the idea of converting to the true faith, but instead enjoyed her work, and although she was able to establish a good relationship with almost everyone in the orderly Tyre Cathedral.

And of course, Sierra as well.

Her hands were pinched by Serra, and with an oops, it seemed to be pinched, and Serra hurriedly let go of her hands, and a blue mark had already appeared on them: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Chrissy, I didn't mean to." ”

"Of course I know you didn't mean to. The nun pouted and rubbed the wrists of both hands alternately: "I just found out that something is wrong with you, according to your sensitivity, I can put my two hands on your eyes before noting?

"Why?" said Serra, her head hung and she had nothing to say.

In the nun's eyes, the paladin seemed to be stunned by her question, she frowned, covered her mouth slightly, and looked surprised: "Ha, it's strange, Serra, when you still look like this, I haven't seen you in such a daze since two years ago, Serra, do you have any troubles?"

"Haunted ......" Serra's eyes twitched, as if she had recovered from her distraction, she turned her head to look at Chrissy, and suddenly remembered that this was her good friend, and this nun often went to the temple and engaged in some procurement diplomacy and other things, and was much more sophisticated in human affairs than herself.

So can you ask her?

Maybe you can solve your own problems.

"Chriss......" she slowly opened her lips, "You say, if you always think of someone inexplicably, what will be the reason?"

"Think of someone?" Chrissy's eyes suddenly became alert: "Man?"

Serra was a little surprised by the nun's sensitivity, and cast a stunned gaze, and Chrissy looked at it, and suddenly had an expression that I guessed: "Ha, our Lady Santa Serra actually thinks of men? Which old comrade-in-arms is it, or is it a hero she met on an adventure?"

"No, it's not. Serra blushed: "I—I don't want to think of him, but he, he always ...... Appears here. ”

She sighed, pointed to her temple, turned her head to look at Chriss, but saw the nun's extremely pitying expression, and suddenly felt like crying: "Chrissy, is there a way you can teach me so that I can forget him." ”

"Forgot?" Chrissy stared at Serra's expression, which could cry at any time, closed her eyes and slapped her forehead in frustration: "Forget it, Serra, don't bother, admit it honestly, look at your appearance, you can't forget him." ”

Serra was stunned for a moment, and at the same time, the hidden fear in her heart seemed to be lifted by this sentence, because she vaguely felt that what Chrissy said was probably true.

She really couldn't forget him, and fear and confusion drove her to open her trembling lips: "Why?"

"Why?" Chrissy tilted her head and squinted at Serra, "You've been thinking about him for a long time." ”

Seeing Serra nodding, she didn't wait for Serra's thoughts to continue, and immediately asked, "How long has it been?"

"Two years. Without thinking, Serra knew right away that she had revealed information that she shouldn't have revealed.

But it was too late, she saw that Chrissy's eyes had a deep exhaustion**, and she began to regret it in her heart.

"Wow, what a beautiful memory from two years ago, let me guess what you've seen recently?" Chrissy asked tentatively.

Serra opened her mouth in surprise.

Chrissy undoubtedly had the ability to extract the answer from this expression, and she spread her hands: "It seems that he didn't make a good impression on you this time, so you want to forget about him so much, don't you?"

The paladin's mouth opened wider.

She really couldn't help but be surprised, just with a few words of questioning, she could get so much information and deduce the matter to a **** ten.

This was incredible.

Chrissy crossed her hands, leaned on a relief column, and looked at Serra with determined eyes, and her tone gradually exaggerated: "Ha, the first encounter with deep memories, the memories that have been emerging in the past two years, the contrast when we meet again, the ideal is shattered by reality, the deeper impression in the confusion of doubt and contradiction, I want to forget and irrepressibly hesitate, it's perfect, Serra, I didn't expect your feelings to be so warm, I really envy you." ”

Serra immediately panicked: "What are you talking about? this, this, this, ......."

"Don't say it's impossible, the church doesn't prohibit this, on the contrary, it advocates it, you know, it's the order of society. Chrissy patted her mouth and yawned: "Not marrying is against the will of the Lord." ”

"You, I didn't ......" the paladin blushed, trying to retort.

"Don't say no, I see it clearly. Chrissy held out a finger and shook it slightly, "Admit it, Serra, you're in love." ”

Serra opened her mouth slightly, and after her rebuttal was interrupted, she actually lost the ** to continue to refute in the face of Chrissy's aggressiveness.

Because her head was blank now.

She sat a little weakly on the railing next to her.

"That's right, what's not to admit?" Chrissy laughed, like a prank boy who had succeeded in her prank, and she patted Serra's hair, "Tell me, who is he?"

"Nope. Serra was stunned for a moment, still blushing and shaking her head: "I won't have this kind of relationship with him." ”

"Ha, don't talk too much, let me guess......" Chrissy blinked: "Did you disappoint you in this meeting?"

Disappointed?

Serra frowned, disappointed?

It's not very disappointing, because it's no different from what I expected, but both sides have reservations and vigilance, so it makes her very uncomfortable, and the impression of two years ago has collapsed, which is also the main reason for the loss. And this loss seems to have been expected by her.

She sighed, sighing again that if she hadn't really seen Penny, it would be better now.

Maybe this mission was a complete mistake.

Seeing Serra's face, Chrissy thought that her guess might be wrong, and spoke again: "That's, what did he do to make you very unhappy?"

Serra was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "Maybe...... Right. ”

"What could it be?" Chrissy was also stunned: "It can't be that you are suspicious yourself." ”

"How is that possible?" Serra looked up, "I ......"

When she wanted to refute, she suddenly got stuck, because she also found that she had indeed been suspicious.

"Okay, I see. Chrissy slapped her forehead: "There was a misunderstanding between you, didn't you?"

"Misunderstanding?" said Serra, pondering for a moment.

This word may be more appropriate, they wear masks to communicate with each other, and they don't have an exhaustive ** for each other, and it seems that it is easy to misunderstand.

But where exactly is the root cause?

"He didn't explain it to you, and you didn't ask him for answers, that's why you're suspicious here, right?" Chrissy sighed, "Serra, this doesn't look like your style, what is the reason for you to treat that person with such a dishonest attitude?"

Not honest?

As if a bolt of lightning had passed through her mind, Serra's expression suddenly froze.

This evaluation made her reflect, because she also chose hypocrisy compared to the concealment that Penny had reserved at that time.

This kind of scheming is really not honest.

And then it was this kind of scheming that made her never ask the questions she wanted to ask.

Trying to forget him now is just a self-deception.

Serra shuddered, for she found that these actions were invariably contrary to the principles of the Paladin, and that instead of seeking evil, she had become a discourager.

"You need an honest exchange, Serra. Whether it's to solve the misunderstanding or to disappoint you even more, it's better than guessing here now. Chrissy stood up, stretched, and hugged the paladin's neck: "Uh, it's pitiful, Lady Sansera is so cute when she is troubled by feelings. I'm going to meet that guy someday. ”

"I'm ......" Serra blushed as she watched Chrissy walk away with a string of laughter, then hung her head.

Perhaps, it is indeed necessary to ask him for clarification.

If you don't have an honest attitude first, why should you ask him to be honest?

She resolutely refused to admit that she had the feelings that Chrissy had said about that person, but there were some things that needed to be confirmed, which would undoubtedly clear her mind of hesitation.

By the way, it seems that listening to the people on that boat, the wizard apprentices are going to invite him to the Dragon's Shores.

Remembering this information, she immediately pulled out the pile of orders that the bishop had handed her.

Letters of help were sent to the High Church by the churches from all over the country, and the High Church then distributed these letters to the sanctuaries of their choice.

She flipped through a few pages, flipped to one of them, and her gaze stopped.

The handwriting on it is neat:

"Greetings, Honorable Archbishop, the Templar Captain Mr. Zaci, who was previously serving in my office, was attacked and martyred, and many paladins were killed.

- Your faithful: Albert Gregor Cazar Simon, Blind Church of the Real"

She lifted her head, clutched the letter, her eyes becoming firm, and stood up and walked towards the church.

...... "It's strange why you always get a nasty smell on you these days." ”

She lay on Penny's body, her fingers wrapped around the ends of the wizard's hair, her nose wrinkled tightly, sniffing at Penny's neck and chest.

"Nasty smell?" Penny raised an eyebrow, laughing, "You shouldn't be a hound." ”

"You're the dog. She gave the wizard a fierce look, and her eyes narrowed again: "Have you ever come into contact with any special person, this smell makes me sick from the bottom of my heart." ”

"Disgusting from the heart?" Penny looked at the body entangled in his body, "Your words and actions are always so incompatible. ”

"I'm serious. She stared into the wizard's eyes with a serious face: "Don't let me know who the person you came into contact with, I know what it smells like, I killed a lot of guys with this disgusting smell when I was an intern in the Moon Sea." ”

After listening to Lanny's words, Penny finally knew where the source of this disgusting smell was, but he didn't care about it in his heart, after all, he had decided to forget about it, so just treat it as if it hadn't happened: "I don't know if I've been in contact with anyone you don't like, maybe you got it when you didn't pay attention, and the kind of people you said, the red-robed mage doesn't like it either." ”

This is not against their will, in the eyes of most red robes, all the gods of the good camp are nosy and nasty.

"Can that smell get on this place when you're not paying attention?" she stroked the wizard's chest, laughing deliciously, and her fingers continued to dip down: "If it takes a little longer, will it continue to go down, I said that person can't be a man, the taste is wrong, ah......"

The unbearable wizard pressed her body hard against the bed, and her laughter became more cheerful: "I said yes?"

Penny let out a scream as she ripped off Lannie's long skirt with all her might, and after a dash, her lower body began to twitch.

The wizard's fingers ran across the thigh, the muscles under the slippery skin were full of elasticity, they gave him great pleasure, and the martial arts body had a special charm in the matter, but it was a little difficult to deal with, at least for a wizard who lacked exercise, but thanks to the extraordinary physical strength bestowed by the Mither Core, he was able to maintain his energy while Lannie collapsed and gasped.

"Don't guess. He patted Lannie on the ass, "It's all over." ”

"It can't be. She gritted her teeth fiercely and began to linger at a new discovery: "Why didn't you fall first?"

Penny laughed in his heart, and didn't know what to say for a while.

She used the little strength she recovered to lift her body and wrap her arms around Penny, but this time she focused on Penny's arm, she pinched the biceps twice, and frowned: "This feels like an air-dried sausage, and I can handle ten men like you." ”

"One against ten?" the corners of Penny's mouth twitched, the remark made him think not very good, he shook his head, and decided to refuse to continue the topic.

Anyway, it was more than enough for him to deal with her now, Penny was very satisfied with this situation, but the woman kept complaining, the wizard frowned, and continued to hug her body, which had basically lost the strength to resist, and decided that she would not even have the physical strength to speak.

He sucked on Lanny's lips until she turned pale from suffocation, then moved to the base of her ear, her neck, her collarbone, and finally stopped on top of the swollen hills.

The areola was very light, perhaps because Lannie's complexion was not a delicate cream color, and the pink pearls stood at the very top of the mountain, giving off a seductive fragrance, and the wizard greedily sucked the dew around him, until a ray of light shone through the porthole into the cabin, and he looked up and looked out the window.

The ship seemed to be heading south.

Lannie was secretly relieved to notice the wizard's distraction.

If she continued, she would not even have the strength to move, and now she could climb to the bedside window and watch the scenery with Penny.

The ship belongs to the Arcane Society of the Dragon Coast, and the materials are very elegant, and the windows are made of magically treated glass, so the view from the inside is very clear.

Flocks of seabirds fly up and down the reef, rising and falling with the waves.

Again to a shallow sea.

"All the men on the Danlington have gone?" asked Penny suddenly.

"On the previous island, they actually had a connection with pirates, and the relationship between the plutocratic nobility and the underground forces here seems to be interesting. Lanny exhaled and turned to the wizard with a wink, "Why, miss her? This is a good girl, though she is a little worse than me." ”

"Am I a pervert in your heart?"

The wizard shook his head and hugged Lannie's waist, if it was evaluated by the standard of a thin waist to be considered beautiful, her waist was obviously not qualified, but it felt very good to hold, without that skinny feeling.

"Of course, you're a pervert. She giggled: "Annoying big pervert." ”

The wizard was speechless, and he silently stared out the window, the distance to the shore shrinking.

Lannie shifted a few positions to make herself more comfortable, hooking Penny's neck and looking out the window, but in her eyes, the somewhat tattered harbor and the unsightly seaweed-stained reef clearly didn't interest her, she was more interested in the wizard's intent.

She reached out and waved twice in front of Penny's eyes, trying to distract from the concentration.

Penny frowned and shook his head to avoid her interruption.

"Hey, I say, what is it that catches your attention like this?"

"So this is the West Gate ......" Looking at the noisy coastal harbor, Penny sighed, moved Lannie's body away from his embrace, stood up and put on his clothes: "You take a break, and after a while you will be ready to disembark." ”

She watched the wizard leave the room with the door closed with her backhand, and suddenly bit her lip, and the annoyance rolling in her pupils finally turned into a cold snort full of sarcasm.

(To be continued)