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

For example, if the Union Army had been prepared enough, they would not have hesitated at all just because they saw the efficient and orderly evacuation of Ravenport.

In the final analysis, it is because they themselves are weak and their supplies are in short supply.

After losing the opportunity, the league made another mistake.

These magicians were probably confused by the hype of the servants, and they really expected that as long as they handed over a few responsible persons and compensated some money, Marconia would not retaliate.

Are you kidding me?

Tempus was maintaining an ambiguous diplomatic attitude, but only because he was not ready for war.

When he is fully prepared, it must be a thunderous blow, cutting off a piece of flesh from the Secret Law Alliance.

Thinking of this gratifying future, Tempus finally regained his peace of mind.

And just when he was about to open his mouth to say something about this matter, there were footsteps of attendants outside the office door.

"Your Majesty, Saintess Serena sent a box, saying that it contains important evidence."

"come in."

The attendant walked into the office, put a plain wooden box on Tempus's desk, bowed and backed out.

Tempus walked to the table, opened the box, took out the parchment inside, and sneered.

"Hmph, I knew there would be such a thing, but I didn't expect it to be preserved."

Humphrey said softly:

"But now, this oath is actually meaningless. More than ten years have passed, and most nobles have long accepted the reality and given up this meaningless obsession."

"Yeah, people always have to look forward, don't they?"

Tempus didn't even bother to look at the name on it carefully, so he threw the affidavit into the fire in the fireplace.

"It's so stupid that dozens of people died just because of this completely useless thing."

Looking at the beating firelight and the gradually blackened parchment, Tempus expressed such emotion.

"Your Majesty, not everyone can persevere like you. In fact, people with this quality are destined to achieve a great career..."

"As long as he doesn't die at the start like Willard does, right?"

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Tempus pouted, picked up the silk handkerchief and wiped his hands, as if something dirty had just been stuck to it.

"Speaking of which, Serena has opened our eyes again this time. I thought she would start killing people in Foss County, but in fact she didn't intend to do that at all."

"If it weren't for these idiots asking for death, she wouldn't even let people with more than double digits go to the gallows-Humphrey, what do you mean by that?"

Humphrey smiled and said his answer.

"If I had known her for the first time, I would have been amazed at her tolerance and thought she was a good target to be bullied..."

"But we all know she's not."

Tempus nodded with a smile, motioning for Humphrey to continue.

"So, I can only think that she has long understood Your Majesty's thoughts, and is willing to cooperate with us to achieve that effect."

Tempus nodded.

"Indeed, she's smart enough."

"However, if I were her, I would let Phyllis die there, so even if it is to appease the emotions of the copper pipe house, we must kill all the nobles on the list."

"In this way, she didn't break our tacit understanding, but also achieved complete revenge, and even got more compensation..."

Humphrey shook his head, and interjected with a smile:

"Then she would be terrible, Your Majesty."

Hearing the word terrible, Tempus laughed dumbfounded.

"Yes, in that case, I might really feel uneasy."

"The current level is just right."

"Perhaps this can also explain that she has great potential."

Having said that, Tempus changed the subject and asked about Humphrey.

"So, Humphrey, what should we do to get this lady with great potential on our side?"

"Of course she kept asking her to do things for us."

Humphrey said without hesitation.

"Yeah, do things for us..."

Tempus stroked the fine stubble on his chin, thinking.

"Humphrey, shouldn't it be time for the North's diplomacy to enter the implementation stage?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, but in that direction, theoretically, we should arrange for Saintess Margaret. She is there, and we have no reason to look far away."

"That's right, well, let me think about it again..."

Chapter 19 Ingrid【/>

"So, how do you feel about being here, Meredith?"

Serena, who returned to the royal capital, entered a state of being unable to do anything.

Especially after she moved into St. Salome's Monastery, she became even more idle.

Bored, she wandered to the library, and after seeing Meredith, she asked such a question.

"It's very nice here."

Meredith nodded earnestly.

"There are many books, and the manuscripts are also very valuable. Many precious things have been preserved here. If anyone wants to learn about the history of nuns in St. Gillian's Church, this is the best window."

"I even saw a letter I wrote to a friend 200 years ago just now, it's a blessing that they kept it until now..."

"Hey, I didn't mean that."

Serena walked behind Meredith, leaned down and hugged Meredith's shoulders.

She lowered her voice and whispered in Meredith's ear:

"I mean, what's it like to be a vampire living in the core area of ​​St. Gillian's Church?"

"Go, go, don't get so close."

Meredith pushed Serena away hard, but after thinking for a moment, she still answered the question.

"It's a wonderful feeling. In a sense, I am in an environment where I may die tragically because of my identity being exposed at any time, but the reality tells me that I have received good hospitality here, and the people I met are very friendly , you are free to do whatever you want..."

"If I have to say it, there is a wonderful sense of contradiction."

Serena smirked, and lightly rubbed Meredith's earlobe with her fingertips.

"Is it the same as what I did to you? It's obviously painful, but it's also very happy. When the happiness reaches its extreme, the pain becomes happiness..."

"Don't touch your hands!"

Meredith gave Serena a nasty look.

"How can you say that kind of thing without shame? Just because you have succubus blood? Really, you are still human at least now, then please act according to human rules, okay?"

Seeing Meredith's reaction, Serena was not only not unhappy, but secretly pleased.

The time spent together during this time has really brought the relationship between the two closer.

A month ago, Meredith would only move Serena casually, and even the slightest reaction would count as her loss.

Thinking of this, Serena's playfulness became even higher.

She licked her lips and responded with a smile:

"Well, if you want to put it this way, you are a vampire through and through, shouldn't you act according to the rules of vampires? Well, I'm here, do you want to take a bite and taste?"

Meredith gave her a savage look.

"Are you kidding? I don't want to taste your taste. The succubus smells to the bone, and the blood smells strange!"

"Eh? Now I'm a succubus again? Really, you know it well, I'm still human now."

Serena put on a pitiful expression, as if she was really afraid of being rejected.

"Think about it carefully, according to your standards, am I not your favorite type of food? I am not inferior to anyone in my average age, good physical condition, and hygienic habits, and I am not polluted by men... ..."

"roll!"

Meredith rolled her eyes.

"Is this the problem? The biggest problem is that the concentration of divine power in your body is too high. If I drink your blood, I might as well just drink holy water. At least that concentration won't kill me."

"Hey hey, is that so? You are actually reluctant to hurt me."

While gently playing with Meredith's soft blond hair with her fingers, Serena said such wishful thinking in a tone like an idiot.

"It's almost enough. Even if it's inconvenient for you to do many things here, you won't be able to play this kind of trick on me, a living corpse. Don't you have cute subordinates and even cuter cats? Trick them! "

Meredith stood up impatiently and pushed Serena away.

"It's so ruthless, we are friends of life and death, how can you do this!"

Serena's words made Meredith frown.

Although this sentence seemed fine on the surface, she always felt that Serena was actually expressing a very bad meaning.

However, Meredith didn't need to say anything this time.

A nun from the monastery hurried into the library and reported to Serena out of breath:

"Your Excellency Serena, that, that, Lady Ingrid is here, and she wants to see you!"

"Oh? Where is she? I'll visit her right away."

Serena replied in surprise.

Ingrid had never approached her alone before, and they always called a few apprentice saintesses to her to talk about things.

"No, I'm already in."

Before the nun could answer, Ingrid's voice came over.

Meredith froze immediately—this was her most feared natural enemy.

But people blocked the door, so she couldn't be rude and ran out, that would be even more suspicious.

Serena cryptically handed Meredith a 'Don't worry, everything is up to me. '' eyes, gently stood in front of Meredith, covered half of Meredith with his slender body, and then looked in the direction of the door.

At this time, Ingrid in a white robe had already entered the room.

As soon as she saw Serena, she showed a gentle smile.

"Hello, Serena. You have worked really hard during this period, and I am very worried about you."

"But now it seems that your condition is not bad?"

Serena quickly put on a cute smile, and replied cautiously:

"Yes, I am in good condition. Although I was frightened in Foss County and lost several loyal and reliable subordinates, I kept in mind the teachings of the goddess and walked out of the shadows smoothly..."

"Alright, I'm not here to test you on behalf of the goddess."

Ingrid shook her head, interrupting Serena's reply.

"I just heard some wind to remind you of something."

"First of all, it's about Foss County. Some people in the church are very sensitive to your status change. They are questioning whether you may give up your status as a saint and inherit the title of baron..."

"I will not do that, Lord Ingrid."

Serena immediately expressed her attitude.

"Actually, I have already written the paperwork to donate all the property of the Willard family to the church, including the part of the territory re-divided by His Majesty, which will become the legal property of the church."

Ingrid nodded with complicated eyes.