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

"Wait, you don't even know?"

St. Gillian suddenly realized something was wrong.

"It shouldn't be. I have left some manuscripts specifically about this kind of thing. Meredith doesn't know that I can understand it. At the level of the saint, I really shouldn't know it!"

"That...maybe it was burned."

It was Margaret who thought of something first.

"About 200 years ago, there was a conflict between the royal family of Marconia and the Church of St. Gillian."

"At that time, the Marconian Guards once captured the Palace of Winds and burned the surrounding outbuildings. The Great Library at that time was also within the scope of the fire."

"Although most of the manuscripts were rescued, some manuscripts disappeared completely in the process..."

This kind of old thing is an old dirty thing that no one wants to mention. The royal family and the church have long since tacitly erased most of the traces.

Only Margaret, who likes to dig into historical documents, can see the records in other places.

"Damn it, that's why..."

St. Gillian suddenly showed a look of anxiety.

Serena, on the other hand, asked cautiously.

"Well, Goddess, it doesn't matter whether we know about this kind of thing or not, right? Even if we know, we can't do anything about the fall of the gods."

Saint Gillian glared at her, and said:

"Humans should have woken me up immediately!"

"It took me so long to find out about such a big matter. This in itself is the biggest irresponsibility to the world!"

Serena's expression became even more innocent.

"Goddess, to be honest, we don't know why you fell asleep, nor why you woke up today, even if we want to contact you, we still..."

If she had known that she would wake up, Serena would definitely be:

What did I do to wake you up?

I'll change it, right away!

"I left a manuscript... Forget it, I get it."

Saint Gillian covered her face helplessly.

"Okay, let me explain to you."

"The reason why I fell into a deep sleep is because the prayer power of the believers is increasing. I have to use all my strength to convert these powers into divine power, so as to ensure that the prayers of the believers can be fulfilled as soon as possible."

"But the accumulation speed of divine power once greatly exceeded my processing speed, which made me fall into an endless cycle, and I couldn't get rid of it."

"And the way to wake me up is actually to consume as much divine power as possible, even if it's wasted, it doesn't matter."

"After being consumed to a certain extent, I will regain my sense of the outside world. At this time, as long as I use any one of the highest authority divine arts, I will wake up and cast my eyes on the world."

After listening to St. Gillian's explanation, Serena just wanted to slap her face.

The church for nearly a hundred years has been asking everyone in the scriptures not to abuse divine power.

The believers are developing more and more, but the consumption of divine power has not increased significantly-under the guidance of this policy, Saint Gillian is naturally sinking deeper and deeper, unable to find a moment of relief.

And after Serena became a saint, she used her divine power unscrupulously, and from time to time it was the big hand of hundreds of nuns.

Especially in the recent war, Serena made some big scenes every now and then, and made her subordinates regard divine power strikes as normal means of attack...

Well, that's right, it was Serena's way of playing that solved St. Gillian's tricks.

Then, it was Serena herself who continued to use forbidden magic-level magic, making St. Gillian think that someone wanted to contact her—or that there was really a big problem in the world.

If possible, Serena really wanted to go back to a few days ago, so that she would not abuse her divine power to make a big scene.

Think about it, too, everything has a price, doesn't it?

The author probably fell for it. He had a fever, his whole body ached, and his hands and feet were cold.

The status of these two days is nothing to code, but fortunately there are still some manuscripts.

Before it gets better, it can only be changed twice a day, and it is temporarily supported by the saved manuscript.After recovery, the third watch will resume.beg to be excused.

Chapter 22 Yes, Goddess

"In short, I need to get in touch with other pillar gods."

"I have a very bad premonition. According to my experience, it is the will of the abyss that turned its attention to this world again."

Just when Serena was distracted, Saint Gillian had already returned to the previous theme.

"And what I can confirm so far is that they are not in my divine residence—otherwise I would be able to contact them directly."

"If possible, I hope you will first find Katerina, God of the North Pillar. As a prophet, she should know a lot of things I want to know, and she should also be able to find Elliott's whereabouts."

"Okay, from now on, please take this as the church's first goal and act!"

St. Gillian unceremoniously dropped a task.

The undertakers of the task began to look at each other in blank dismay.

How should I proceed with such a completely clueless matter?

A few seconds later, Serena was the first to react.

"Well, I remember that you, Margaret, excavated a ruin related to St. Catherine before? Are there any clues there?"

Margaret frowned suddenly.

"Well, I have to go back and look at the information. Even if there is, it won't be an obvious explanation."

Seeing Margaret's face, Serena knew that she had to go back to the library of the king's capital.

She originally wanted to ask Aurora to see if she could get information from the Pope.

but【/

"Okay, I've already handed over the matter to you, how to do it, you go back and discuss it yourself. This is not a living room!"

"Uh, yes, my lord goddess!"

Before they finished speaking, Serena and the others' eyes darkened.

When she opened her eyes again, Serena found herself lying on the soft bed.

She sat up abruptly, realizing that she was covered in cold sweat.

It seems that the reaction of the soul will eventually be fed back to the body...

After patting her chest in fear, Serena rubbed Elaine's soft fur beside her again, and then completely recovered her composure.

Anyway, today is considered a escaped disaster.

Although in the heart of the goddess, I guess I still have the title of being retained for investigation, but at least I don't need to worry about God's punishment falling from the sky.

As for the mission of the goddess...

That was really hard.

Santa Catherine has been missing for so many years, God knows how much effort it will take to find her now.

But this is the highest task arranged by the big boss, no matter from which angle you look at it, Serena can't ignore it.

Moreover, the timing of this task is too bad.

"Really, at this time..."

Serena couldn't help talking to herself.

At the moment, she should obviously put Tempus in place first, use the system to lock the royal power in a cage, and then talk about other things.

But looking at St. Gillian's appearance, he obviously doesn't think these things about human beings are so great, and he will never accept that the tasks he arranged are dragged down by other things.

"Hey, we have to hurry up and finish the peace talks."

Just as Serena's mind was in a mess, her warm body wrapped around her waist.

Without looking, Serena knew that Elaine was awakened.

This cat girl was not able to sleep soundly at night, but she was woken up when Serena made a noise.

"Sister Serena, you seem to be troubled. Is it something I can help with?"

The catwoman's meek voice sounded.

Serena shook her head with a smile, and stroked the catgirl's furry ears a few times.

"Ah, there are some things. But I don't need you, Elaine, for the time being. Well, I still need to sleep for a while..."

Holding the cat girl in her arms, Serena entered the dreamland again.

This time, without saying a word, she brought Margaret out of her own dream and plunged into Aurora's.

"Huh? Are you going to..."

Aurora looked warily at the two people in front of her.

Although she and Serena had done all those embarrassing things, Aurora still felt that she hadn't lost her dignity to the point where she wanted to serve Serena with Margaret.

Serena looked at Aurora's face, and smiled wryly.

"Now is not the time to think about that kind of thing! I just want to ask your opinions in the dream first."

"You should also remember that the goddess just arranged a task for us, right?"

"Ah? Isn't that a dream?"

Aurora suddenly showed a look of surprise.

And Margaret also showed a slightly embarrassed smile.

Only then did Serena realize that St. Gillian was a madman at all!

She directly carried everyone's souls up, but she did nothing to distinguish this kind of experience from ordinary dreams.

Aurora and Margaret, who were already sleeping, completely regarded the events before that as part of a dream.

If it wasn't for Serena pulling them into this small meeting, maybe these two would still be doing what they should be doing tomorrow.

"The goddess really appeared just now. In my honor...forget it, in the honor of the chief saint, I guarantee that what you saw before is true!"

Seeing Serena speak so solemnly, Aurora and Margaret nodded obediently immediately.

Unfortunately, in the next second, Aurora took things astray again.

"Wait, that means, Serena, the horns on your head just now are also real?"

Serena suddenly realized - the problem was here.

In fact, the two of them directly classified the matter as a dream because they saw Serena who was different from usual.

"Hey, that's not the point. Anyway, in reality, I'm unlikely to have the opportunity to appear in that image."

Having said that, Serena still couldn't help changing her current image into a succubus posture.

Well, it's mainly because I haven't seen my cute little tail for a long time.

When I saw it suddenly today, I suddenly realized that I missed it very much.

Seeing that horns grew on Serena's head, her beautiful feet turned into strange hooves, and a slender tail protruded from her robe, both Aurora and Margaret covered their mouths in surprise.

A few seconds later, the two of them stared at Serena's Succubus Tail at the same time.

The reason is very simple, the thing trembles and trembles, as if it has its own life, and the heart-shaped tip is like calling for something, swaying non-stop.

"It's moving~"

Aurora, who was more courageous, couldn't help stretching out her fingers, wanting to touch this strange thing.

"Hey, I'm not boasting, my tail is a treasure. If you have the chance, you must try it, I promise, it's no worse than my tongue and fingers!"

Amidst the red-faced laughter of the girls, St. Gillian's instructions were once again left behind...

Chapter 23 Working hard as a worker