But her well-behaved appearance is also very easy to bully, which makes people very entangled.

Once entangled with Karen, she will take the initiative to divert her attention and point the finger at the saint to squeeze her value as much as possible, emptying her holy water.

With Karen's efforts, the favor of the saint increased rapidly.

Compared with other people, the saint's favor is even more morbid.

She was constantly moving towards the flannel ball, and running faster and faster. From the disgust at the beginning to the secret joy later, this process only took one night.

On the second day, Karen urged the kings of Madon and Katz to pay the gold coins again, and got their excuses.

So Karen briefly stopped the exercise with the Rose Kingdom, intending to put more pressure on them. This time Karen said that they can not pay with gold coins, but can be replaced with magic crystals and magic scrolls of the same value.

The only difference is that this time the transport took a more remote route.

Karen promises them that if these can be successfully delivered, he will tell the two of them a key point about changing the situation of the war.

Immediately afterwards, he contacted Ella and Phils and told them what they should do next.

Speaking of which, there didn't seem to be any vases in his house, and even those dancers who could dance coquettishly could help Anna process information, and they could be regarded as right-hand assistants.

In his previous life, Phils was known as the little think tank of the princess. He was very smart, but he was led astray by the princess.

Not to mention Ayla, the Chamber of Commerce is Karen's next focus, and handing over the Chamber of Commerce to Ayla is his acknowledgment of Ayla's ability.

The future Queen of the Chamber of Commerce, this name is quite resounding.

The words of the eldest princess will not be used for the time being, but they can be used as a teacher for Phils to help her deal with internal affairs in the future.

Little princess...forget it, this little devil can do whatever she wants, anyway, there is not one more person who eats at home.

Carroll is naturally the guarantee of future combat power, the greatest potential stock, and the most caring little maid.

If it wasn't for the fact that she hadn't eaten her yet, Karen would usually take her with her and let her continue to complete tasks such as changing clothes and scrubbing her back.

For Winnie and the Holy Maiden, the former is a pet, and the latter is a flannel ball. If used well, it is a strategic weapon that can threaten the Holy See of the Gods.

It was noon on the third day, and Karen, who had just finished clocking in, had pushed the favorability of the saint to a height of 70.

Although it may not seem very high, the degree of intimacy she showed is much higher than that of Anna.

Just finished harvesting, she lay naked on Karen's body and licked his neck intimately, like a kitten pleasing its master.

Perhaps this is the disadvantage of instilling spiritual pollution in the same way for a long time. The saint was not only completely defiled, but also really became a flannel ball.

In front of outsiders, the once proud and holy saint still exists.

But when she returned home and faced Karen, she couldn't help but lie on the ground and beg for mercy, and consciously raised her hips with her back to Karen.

It was completely broken, and it took a while to get back to normal after that.

"Stop licking, it's all drool, and I'll have to take a shower again later." Karen ran her hand through her blonde hair and patted her smooth back.

"No, you made me like this, you have to be responsible~"

There was something like a heart shining in her eyes.

Her mind was already full of desire, and she wanted to spend the rest of her life with Karen.

She likes extreme pleasure, she wants to climb to the peak of transparency, she wants to lean back and sing to her heart's content, and she wants to be grabbed by her hair and played with.

Of course, Karen is the only person she approves of, not even Aphra.

"If the people of the Holy See of the Gods know that their saint is actually such a chaotic existence in their bones, they will all go crazy, right?"

Looking at the soft and warm beauty in her arms, Karen couldn't help but smile.

Obviously her face looked so holy, but the love in her eyes was completely overflowing, like milk flowing from between her legs to the sheets.

"They can't see me like this, I just show you, do you like it?"

Chris, who has only 70 favorability, gives Karen an illusion of favorability exceeding [-], which is weird like a sick love. I don't know what it will look like when it reaches [-].

This sounded the alarm for Karen. Rough behavior can only solve the problem for a short time. The best way to achieve long-term success is to do it step by step, just like Winnie.

Up to now, Winnie's favorability has reached -20.

"Of course I like it. How can anyone not like such a tempting flannel ball? You can show it well when you see the Son later. Remember to be more intimate?" Karen replied honestly.

Even though Chrissy is in a very strange state right now, her allure is real.

Even though he has made many attempts in the past two days, he is still full of interest in Chris's body.

Especially her long legs, which are the best in the world, made Karen waste a lot of mental pollution on them, otherwise Chris's favorability would become even higher.

"Get up quickly, we have arrived at the capital of Malaga, and the fifty magic cannons lined up are ready to fire at their capital."

After estimating the time, Karen patted her on the shoulder again.

"It's okay, didn't you say that today's decisive battle will be at night. There is nothing interesting about the current exercise. Instead of firing at them, you might as well shoot at me."

Chrissy's eyes were like silk, and there was a deep longing in her eyes.

Karen glanced between her legs: "But you can't hold it anymore."

"It doesn't matter, as long as it is your thing, I am willing to accommodate it, and you can change the target, can't you?"

Chris pointed to her mouth and then crawled down under Karen.

......

"Boom!"

Outside the capital, fifty magic cannons fired in salvo, and magic shells worth hundreds of millions of copper coins (that is, tens of thousands of gold coins) shot at the gate of the capital.

The magic shield of Malaga King's capital swayed for a while, accompanied by a grunt, and finally swallowed up the artillery fire.

Section 100#First Volume: Chapter 7 Familiar scene ([-]K asking for a monthly ticket)

In order to confuse the public, Kelsen secretly left the eye-catching mobile palace with his son the day before.

It was also noon, and he and the Holy Son had already entered the royal capital of Malaga.

But Justin and Paul and his party were only ten hours ahead of him, and at this time the two parties were discussing future plans in the conference hall.

"Boom!"

The magic cannons kept bombarding the capital, and everyone could feel the tremors of the ground.

However, this violent bombardment came and went quickly, and stopped after only half an hour.

After confirming that the magic shield can still be used normally, the king sitting on the side heaved a long sigh of relief.

"It's okay, if they bombard for a whole day, I guess all of our magic crystals will have to be thrown in, and the investment in this period of time is almost [-] to [-] gold coins."

Thinking of the consumption of the magic crystal, he couldn't breathe with heartache.

These are all money, all the money he saved without telling the Holy See of the gods.

However, he didn't know that his heart ached, and Karen's heart ached even more.

After all, in Karen's view, the money of the Kingdom of Malaga is his money, and consuming the inventory of the Kingdom of Malaga is consuming his small coffers.

Kelsen, who was seated at the top, looked at the fat middle-aged king and said, "Don't worry about the loss now, what you lose will be brought back from the Kingdom of Xiya.

But I am very skeptical about your work attitude. First of all, as a king, what do you mean by only gathering [-] troops? "

"You can't blame me for this, you don't know, but everyone with a little strength has joined the Holy See of the Gods to dedicate themselves, and only some people with average abilities have joined the army of the kingdom.

Unexpectedly, Justin not only failed to win with the power of the whole country, but also captured more than [-] people, which is a great shame. "

The Fat King said in a strange way.

In fact, he is also a member of the Holy See of God. The difference from Justin is that he is a non-staff member, and his status is lower than Justin.

Now that he has found a chance to hit Justin, he will naturally not be soft.

"Ah this..."

Justin, who was sitting opposite the king, was taken aback, he quickly stood up and patted the table and said, "Can you blame me, who knows why Karen has so many magic cannons!

Fifty doors!A total of fifty doors, do you know how much damage these magic shells can cause when they fall into the army?

You haven't been on the battlefield, you don't understand at all! "

In order to reduce his responsibility, Justin naturally exaggerated the power of Magic Cannon and Karen. Only in this way can his failure be more reasonable.

If the Holy Son is not here, he can still throw the pot on the Holy Maiden.

But since the Holy Son is sitting here, he can't blame the Holy Maiden for whatever he says, or he will be beaten.

In terms of strength, the Holy Son who is also at the seventh rank is much stronger than him.

"Harry came to judge, why did we lose?" Justin said, pulling Harry who was sitting next to him up.

Naturally, the more people who share the blame, the better, otherwise his position as archbishop in blue would be lost.

Harry stomped on Justin's foot under the table and said, "It's true that Justin cannot be blamed for this matter. He has done his best. If it weren't for the magic cannon that suddenly appeared, we would have won this war with an absolute advantage."

He said nothing about being surrounded by cavalry.

The former can still be shirked, and the latter is indeed his own mistake.

Paul, who was sitting in a remote corner, took a peek at Kelsen and then quickly lowered his head. The other party brought him a huge sense of oppression, and now he couldn't even look Kelsen squarely.

"Damn you, you left the saint alone and ran away, and now you are still shirking responsibility one by one.

Especially Justin, it’s fine to refuse my order, but what about the congregation you’re gathering now?

I said 5 people before, so why didn't half of them come when the war started? "

Son Joseph almost pointed at Justin's nose and cursed.

Three days had passed, and if he hadn't been able to receive magical messages from the saint from time to time, he would even suspect that the saint had changed into someone else's shape.

Although he can still accept the saint, there is always a knot in his heart.

"This..." Justin was stunned speechless.

Indeed, only half of the remaining 15 congregation came. The people in his hands were used to being lazy. After hearing that the [-] troops on the front line were wiped out, many of them ran away from the Kingdom of Malaga.

Rather than being cannon fodder, they chose freedom.

After all, the contract signed with Justin at the beginning revealed freedom, and their loss was nothing more than not being able to make an inch for a few years.

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