The target is a goddess!Sacred Path of the Scrap Succubus

"Her adoptive father is Warren Rowland."

The name immediately sparked Tempus's interest.

"Is that Roland?"

"That's right, that's Roland."

Serena herself didn't know that her adoptive father, whom she had been with for two lifetimes, was actually a very famous figure in a certain circle.

When Warren was young, he was once the head of the Northland's strongest mercenary group "Icebreakers", and even Tempus himself was once protected by this mercenary group.

And the most legendary achievement of the "Icebreaker" is to cooperate with the legion in the northern border of Marconia and completely wipe out a generation of heroes of the barbarians: Wolf King Morus.

The person who was the commander of the legion at that time was none other than Maximian.

In this battle, Roland's commanding ability was brought into full play. It can even be said that his own mercenary regiment of several hundred people held back the Wolf King's thousands of reinforcements for a long time, allowing Maximian to The wolf king was wiped out as planned.

After that, Roland was once invited to serve as an instructor in the Marconian army, and trained the strongest generation of pike infantry in Marconia.

However, perhaps because he was tired of military life, Warren finally resolutely declined Maximian's retention, even declined the honorary knight title awarded by Tempus, returned to his hometown, and became a priest.

"...It is indeed luck to be adopted by Warren."

Tempus nodded.

"not only that."

Humphrey looked at his sovereign and delivered more important news.

"Actually, according to our investigation, the child Serena is likely to be related to a disappearing family."

"Which one?"

Tempus sat up straight.

Even a king would still be very interested in this kind of story.

"Although Warren never said how Serena was adopted by him, according to the information we collected, when Warren obtained the priesthood and returned to Cape Sillero, he happened to pass through the Shire Hills area. .”

"At that time, Baron Willard's convoy was attacked in the Shire Hills. He died in battle, and most of his family members were killed. Only his wife and daughter were missing."

Tempus nodded.

He knows about it.Moreover, this incident was his father's greatest regret in his later years.

Baron Willard himself is the proponent of the circuit judge system. As a well-known upright man among the nobles, he has always opposed the nobles' misconduct in his own territory, supported the unification of the kingdom's laws, and brought back the judicial power directly under him.

After some consideration, the former king adopted Baron Willard's opinion and carried out drastic reforms in the country.

Relying on a series of victories in the kingdom at that time, the king used his prestige to suppress the voices of opponents, and almost perfectly achieved the reform goals he wanted.

And this just made Baron Willard replace the king and become the target of resentment for those whose interests were harmed.

On the way he was invited to leave the territory to take office as a judge in the capital, tragedy happened just like that.

"It seems that some rural nobles still write the name Willard on the archery target..."

Tempus said with some resentment.

In his view, this in itself is an offense to the royal power.

"In short, because the attack was completely untraceable, in the end it just cleaned up all the bandit groups in the nearby area."

"And Baron Willard's wife and daughter have completely lost news since then, as if they never existed."

"We only know that a distinctive symbol of the Willard family is the dazzling red hair."

When Humphrey said this, he paused meaningfully.

"interesting."

Tempus smiled, obviously understanding what Humphrey was referring to.

That's right, this might actually be an exploitable point - regardless of whether Serena is really Willard...

Still PY:

"The Maid Simulation, the Daughter of Destiny was brought up by me"

This book is also very popular, the author is really a beautiful girl, and the text is full of feminine delicacy.

Chapter 22 The Pope's Command

"There you are, Ingrid."

The Pope of St. Gillian's Church, Hercule III, looked at the silver-haired woman who entered the room with eyes full of complex emotions.

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"You were the one who called me over."

The answer was very cold, but this was Saint Ingrid's consistent attitude towards the Pope, so it was not surprising.

"I know you have been complaining, but at least this time you should do your job well..."

"Yeah, and then you'll have new toys to play with, right?"

Ingrid interrupted him very rudely, but the Pope just showed a slightly disappointed expression and shook his head slightly.

"You know, I'm not going to let that happen again."

"Before that happened, you also said that you would protect me."

Ingrid raised her head and looked at the Pope with lifeless eyes.

"You didn't do it last time, and this time, you can't do it either."

"do not do that!"

The pope's voice was somewhat resentful.

"The times are different. Now we are no longer the powerless children we were back then. I have actually gained authority now, and I have enough power to turn everything around!"

"You can't do it."

Ingrid shook her head.

"You are fighting against humanity, and everyone will stand against you."

"Will not!"

The pope's voice rose.

"It's different this time, I've got a good plan and I'm off to a good start."

"Maybe I'm still struggling in the capital, but in the vast countryside, I can do a lot!"

"Ha ha."

This is Ingrid's answer.

"You don't want to do this."

The Pope shook his head and continued.

"I already have many loyal subordinates outside, and those people know this, so this time my proposal can be passed smoothly."

"And the selection of the saintess this time did let us see a few good seedlings."

"You have also seen the specific list and deeds. I think you will definitely be able to..."

"Indeed, they are good children."

Ingrid looked up.

"That's why I don't want them to be saintesses!"

"I have lost too much, I don't want anyone to lose like me, let alone such a good boy!"

"enough!"

The Pope's tone finally became harsh.

"This is not your business alone. The success or failure this time is directly related to the future development and even the survival of St. Gillian's Church."

"If one day, the goddess wakes up, do you want her to see such a church?"

Ingrid sneered.

"Huh? The goddess is awake? Will she really wake up? We all know..."

"Shut up!"

The pope interrupted her rudely.

"This is not something we can talk about. We can only do our best to do our own thing."

"The next second round of selection will be left to you."

"Only you, I can trust that you will never do anything during the ceremony."

"I want to see the real results and choose the most suitable person, that's it."

Ingrid looked at the Pope, and her face became calm again.

"Follow your orders."

She bowed her head, curtseyed, and left.

Ercle III looked at the departing white figure with regret, and whispered to himself.

"Soon, Ingrid. Soon you will be free from this heavy past."

"I will succeed, and then you will be free..."

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Serena didn't know at this time that the direction she was working towards was already regarded as a quagmire of pain.

In other words, she didn't have a choice when she knew about it.

Compared with the previous life where she led the demons everywhere to cheat, kidnap and rob, she is actually quite satisfied with her current situation.

There are simple but sufficient food, neat and clean single rooms and soft beds, a whole library of books and an exquisite small garden;

There are no little devils who are waiting to be fed, no fellow clansmen who keep stabbing people, and no brain-dead subordinates who always want to challenge themselves.

The so-called happiness is such a comparison.

Of course, in the distant past, she had enjoyed a much better life than now.

But even on such a day, there are not two beauties who are completely different in every aspect to accompany him.

What's more, compared to Serena's harem full of succubus in the previous life, young fruits like Aurora and Margaret are simply too cute.

Just a slight tease in the dream can harvest a rosy face in the morning.

Even if it's just casual physical contact, you can feel the strange tension and hear the lovely exclamation.

This kind of sentiment is never possible for a succubus.

If there is any pity, the daily life of the nuns is too boring, and the dress is too simple.

Sometimes, Serena really wants to tie up Aurora's long shiny golden hair and turn it into a pair of tsundere ponytails;

Or braid Margaret's wavy brunette hair into lovely long braids.

Unfortunately, according to canon rules, these are behaviors that nuns are not allowed to have.

However, at least she can read a book in the library with Margaret, and enjoy the golden sunlight from the window, and the beautiful silhouette formed when it shines on the quiet Margaret;

You can also compete with Aurora in the shade of the trees in the garden on a whim, and watch the scattered petals falling from the tree flutter around the heroic figure who is focused on dancing the sword.

This period of time was so beautiful that Serena felt that her wish had come true.

It would be great if it could be done every day...

Unfortunately, the day of the second round of selection finally came.

"Serina, the second round of selection will be held in the Wind Palace!"

After breakfast, Aurora saw the notice in the monastery at a glance, and immediately grasped the key point.