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

For a snack like Moira, which is completely innocent, Serena restrained herself and only took a part of her energy and a little bit of desire.

Even out of reward and compensation, these days Serena has patiently taught Moira a lot of useful magical knowledge and medical common sense.

Serena accepted those energy and desires as tuition fees with peace of mind.

Miss Phyllis was not so lucky.

She was drained of energy every day, and she couldn't even maintain the strength to get off the carriage, so she had to be helped into the room by Moira or Serena every day.

But after so many days of desire being constantly provoked and devoured, Phyllis has become calm in a sense...

The worst thing was that her soul was torn and swallowed by Serena.

From then on, she must be in Serena【*

Or worse, become a vegetable or a lunatic.

Since this person appeared in the team with the clear intention of being detrimental to Serina, Serena confidently believed that this person had become her legal trophy.

I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, isn't it?

However, Phyllis is not without gains.

Serena was once a king after all.

Since it's a game between two kings, Serena doesn't mind buying off the opponent's subordinates.

She made a promise to Phyllis:

"As long as you sincerely act according to my will in the next time, then I can guarantee your life safety, and even give you freedom after the conditions are met."

"And if you can become my loyal subordinate, I can also give you power. A kind of power that you have never thought of before."

The so-called people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

At this time, Phyllis really had no choice.

Therefore, it is not surprising that she chooses to serve Serena with all her heart and soul.

After confirming that Phyllis had really surrendered with all her heart, Serena stopped her movements in satisfaction.

She licked her fingers with an extremely seductive gesture, showing a satisfied smile.

"Well, that's it for today."

"Next, you should take good care of your body and restore your vitality."

"We're about to start a serious job soon. It's not very good for you to continue to be a sick patient here, is it?"

Phyllis nodded with amnesty, not even daring to show any dissatisfaction or fear.

These days, she really felt that life was worse than death. Now that she finally saw the end of hell, it was worth paying any price.

Isn't it just work? When she recovers, 007 is no problem!

Moira next to her also recovered from the confusion just now.

She asked in surprise, "Are we already going to our destination?"

"Well, there is Patinunu in front of us, that is, Basho City. According to the plan, we must first get in touch with the church organization here and practice under their guidance."

Serena stood up, opened the window of the carriage, let the cool air blow away the smell of sea water in the carriage, and then said in a firm but holy voice:

"Okay, it's time for the performance of the saint and her assistants. You all cheer me up and do your part."

"Lambs of Banana City, here we come!"

Chapter 2 Serena's Image Project

"Are you satisfied with today's main course?"

Earl Walpole graciously asked Serena if she was satisfied with the dinner, while muttering to himself.

As the most powerful lord in the southern region, the owner of Basho City, he had done a lot of homework before.

To be honest, he even found someone to train his endurance ability based on the rumors that Serena was from a country bumpkin.

Yes, it is endurance.

According to his original guess, the newcomer Saintess should continue to show her ugliness as soon as she stepped out of the carriage, and then turned the grand welcome ceremony into a farce.

The so-called three generations can cultivate a nobleman, Earl Walpole really did not expect the slightest bit of whether this saint who suddenly ascended to the sky can practice noble etiquette in less than a month.

However, the Walpole family, which has multiplied for more than ten generations in the southern border, has always emphasized etiquette.

Lord Walpole really didn't want the embarrassment of a faux pas if possible.

However, as the master here, he is neither suitable for avoiding the visiting saintess, nor suitable for accusing the guests from afar.

Therefore, he can only train his endurance.

However, much to his surprise, Serena, a bumpkin saint, behaved nothing like dirt today!

The résumé clearly shows that this fresh saint who has only lived in the remote countryside of Cape Sillero all her life, actually speaks decently, advances and retreats with restraint, showing the elegance and elegance of a saint.

It's fine if it's just the style of conversation, but the Earl of Walpole clearly found that this saint can be said to be well-informed, and she knows many customs and customs in the southern border.

This was far beyond his expectation.

While shocked, Earl Walpole was also thinking quickly about the possibility.

First of all, someone must have taught this noble lady about etiquette;

When he knew that Phyllis next to him was a dignified court noblewoman, he was even more convinced that it was all the painstaking efforts of this noble girl, which created the majesty of today's saint.

But if the etiquette itself can be guided and practiced, it is reasonable to say that there is no way for the nobles to use some tedious details to express their true meaning in such a secret skill in such a short period of time?

Besides, even if she just said some polite words, the saint's vision and pattern were somewhat revealed.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Earl of Walpole had only felt so suppressed when he met the king before.

That's right, being suppressed.

Earl Walpole clearly felt that he could easily be led by the nose by the girl in front of him.

No matter what was being discussed, she could find the key point right away, and quickly manipulated the topic into her own hands.

How did a teenage girl develop this ability?

The Earl of Walpole was puzzled.

Having said that, even if this saintess is very talented, why did she show it in today's event?

If you want to use the strength of the Walpole family to win the key position of the chief saint, shouldn't you show this ability in private and convince him?

"Your chef has amazing fire control ability."

Serena glanced at Lord Walpole and answered his question slowly.

"For ingredients such as forest chicken, if the heat is too old, it will be dry and difficult to swallow, and if the heat is not enough, it will have a distinct sour taste."

"Such a proper taste is really rare..."

At this moment, she could probably see what Earl Walpole was thinking.

Of course she knew that other people might not know her resume, but the Earl of Walpole in front of her would definitely be able to find out and be surprised by her performance today.

But what does that matter?

To put it bluntly, she came to the southern border to engage in image projects to gild herself.

If you want to be stable, you must either have unique abilities in a certain aspect that cannot be replaced, or have enough prestige and qualifications to convince others.

She didn't want to fight anymore, so she was naturally not interested in showing her true ability everywhere.

As for prestige and qualifications... Naturally, it needs to be done by means.

At today's welcome banquet, most of the prestigious families in the southern region were represented.

If you don't swipe a wave at this time, let these guys deepen their impression, when will you wait?

As for Earl Walpole's doubts...

What a mere man thinks, Serena doesn't care.

Anyway, it's something that can be distorted casually, so just find an opportunity to make up for it in the future.

Even if Earl Walpole suspects her again, it is impossible to directly attack her in a short time or something?

The skin of the saint is very useful.

However, at least today, Serena still needs to respect Earl Walpole's opinion.

As a visiting guest, her itinerary always needs the approval and support of the landlord.

In the situation where she couldn't openly use her charm ability, Serena still had to spend more time talking.

"...I hope that in the next year, you can spend a pleasant time in Basho City."

When the last dessert was removed, Earl Walpole's courteous speech was drawing to a close.

Serena grasped this entry point keenly, and raised a different opinion with a smile.

"Well, although the beauty of this place impresses me very much, as a saint, I can't just put the glory of Saint Gillian in one place in Basho City."

Earl Walpole froze for a moment.

how?Does this person still want to visit other places in the southern border?

He thought for a moment, then tentatively said:

"Maybe you just came here and don't know the situation here yet."

"Although the southern border is vast, there are actually not many areas we can control."

"Ninety percent of the kingdom's nobles in the southern border live around Basho City. Even ordinary people, half of them live around this place."

"So, you don't have to go to those other dangerous places..."

"That's not what I said."

Serena interrupted the count with a warm smile.

"Saint Gillian taught us not to miss anyone in need."

"Actually, with the careful management of the Walpole family for more than a hundred years, I am not worried about the situation of Banana City."

"On the contrary, the situation of the [-]% of the other nobles and the remaining half of the people is the source of my uneasiness."

"Of course, I'm not saying that I don't care about Basho City—I'm just saying that I will go to every place here. Maybe the time I stay here may be long or short, but I will never favor one over the other. For a certain area Ignore it."

Her high-sounding words immediately blocked Earl Walpole's follow-up words.

In the banquet hall, more than half of the nobles also looked at this side with complicated eyes, and many of them showed expressions of gratitude.

That's right, everyone does live in this city every day, but that doesn't mean they feel that their territory is not worthy of the saint's patronage.

With just these few words, Serena found to her satisfaction that her favorability among the local nobles had increased.

'Very good, this opening, I won! '

Chapter 3 special effects, I added special effects!

"Phyllis, I will leave these tasks to you."

After returning to the room where she was staying, Serena unceremoniously pulled out a list and stuffed it into Felice's hands.

Even though Phyllis, who had just returned from the banquet, was very tired, she pulled herself together and checked the flamboyant handwriting under the flickering light.

There is no way, when life and soul are in the hands of others, it is impossible not to give full play to the subjective initiative...

And when Phyllis started to light up the night battle, Serena had already fallen into a sweet dreamland under the service of Moira, enjoying the beauty sleep that a girl should have.

Early the next morning, Serena took over the schedule for the last few days from the haggard Phyllis.

She raised her eyebrows, quickly revised a few places on it, added simple comments, and stuffed it back into Felice's hands.

"That's about it, let's follow the arrangement."

Phyllis carefully looked at Serena's modification and related comments, and her heart was filled with frustration.

She really didn't expect that this demon who usurped the position of the saint would have such a good vision and such accurate judgment.