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

"It's the water conservancy facilities on your side that have been in disrepair for a long time. Everyone has noticed it and is anxious. That's why it's so easy to take the flooding seriously, right?"

"Yup!"

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Obviously, the dilapidation of the dam has caused people in the area near the river to float their minds, and this has led to such a situation of echoing everyone.

People have realized that their situation is now precarious.

"Although it's not a real flood this time, everyone thinks that the flood will come back sooner or later this year, and the dam will never be able to withstand it. Is that right?"

"Yes!"

Seeing that these people have a high degree of consensus, Serena smiled and continued:

"In fact, the most important thing we should do is to repair the dam and ensure that when the flood does come, everyone is safe and sound, isn't it?"

This time the crowd was not so quick to respond.

After a burst of murmurs, the short middle-aged man from before said the actual situation:

"My lord, the embankment here is not something we can decide to repair."

The reason is also very simple: the land here does not belong to the people living here.

In fact, they were either townspeople who provided services to the nobles, or tenants who leased the lands of the nobles.

They don't have the right to dictate things like dams.

They can only be repaired if the nobles agree to do it.

"Don't the nobles here even agree with this kind of thing?"

Serena asked with some surprise.

It stands to reason that it shouldn't be. Although the nobles are bastards, they are not so stupid as a whole.

When the flood came, the nobles suffered the most—regardless of the land here or these commoners, they could actually be regarded as the property of the local nobles. No matter what, the investment in building dams was less than the possible losses caused by the flood.

"If this section of the embankment only belonged to one noble family, then we may have already started working. But this is where the three noble families meet, and the river course is also very tortuous. The three families have not yet determined the cost sharing ratio, so..."

Serena sneered inwardly.

As expected of a noble, everyone would rather take risks together than bear a little extra expense.

Forget it, after all, the game of prisoners is mostly the result of this kind of result, and the nobles here have long known that they are a bunch of robbers on average, so this result is not surprising.

Forget it, it’s all here, if they don’t cultivate, she will.

Serena didn't believe it anymore, with her as the saint in the middle coordinating, things can't be done!

"Phyllis, I'll write an invitation for you. You go and let these fellow villagers lead the way and invite all three noble families over."

"Meredith, take my token and contact the nearby monastery to ask for their support."

"Since we have met, we should settle the matter nicely."

After finishing the arrangements, Serena said loudly to the civilians in front of her:

"Okay, I know everything. Since you let me know, then leave this matter to me."

"I will coordinate with these nobles and get authorization and funds. Everyone go home and prepare, and work will start here soon!"

"Long live the saintess!"

"Bless St. Gillian, we are finally saved!"

The crowd suddenly burst into deafening cheers.

And Phyllis and Meredith also got on their fast horses and started to act separately.

After returning to the carriage, Serena thought happily that this time, she had a good start.

Based on her previous killings in Fosse County, no one would dare to take her words seriously.

This achievement should not come easily...

'Ingrid, my disciple may give you a perfect score at the very beginning. '

Chapter 33 Don't give face to the saint, right?

The next day, Serena found herself slapped in the face.

None of the three noble families replied to her.

The local monastery came, but the dean with a sad face just kept apologizing to Serena, saying that his monastery is really just a small temple, with no money and no one, it is really powerless.

Meredith, who was gloating at other people's misfortune, even pointed out that Serena took it for granted.

"You may be dealing with big nobles all the time, and you really think that everyone knows the value of yourself as a saint."

"In this kind of small place, the little nobles are generally porcupines huddling together to keep warm. They are full of distrust of outsiders. Even if the king orders them, they dare to obey them, let alone you, a saint."

"In the eyes of these guys, the saint is mostly just a mascot raised by the church, so they won't be afraid!"

Serena raised her eyebrows murderously, and asked unhappily:

"Don't they know what happened to those guys in Forth County? The gallows can't make them respect me more?"

"What if you know?"

Meredith shrugged nonchalantly.

"They didn't besiege you, can you come and smash their house, or can you deprive them of their title of nobility?"

"The king is here, maybe they can save face, send some money and send some people to deal with it."

"As for you saint... sorry, how many legions does the saint have?"

Serena choked.

That's right, the embankment was originally owned by these nobles, and they repaired it or not, and the saint really has no right to control it.

As long as they don't take the initiative to provoke the saintess, Serena really can't do anything to these guys without an excuse.

As for the powerful force of the saint...

Just kidding, who would really fail in a duel with the saint?

It is impossible for the saint to order the apologist knights and apologist warriors to demolish the noble's house.

"So, it's only natural that they don't give you this face. Just stop thinking about it and think about other ways!"

Facing Meredith's sarcasm, Serena just curled her lips in displeasure.

After turning her big eyes a few times, she narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a dangerous look.

Meredith moved away vigilantly, and asked nervously:

"Wait, what do you want to do? Don't mess around. The king is very sensitive recently. It's hard to say how he will react."

"I didn't want to alarm the king."

A nasty smile formed on the corner of Serena's mouth.

"I was just thinking, this is a small place, they are good at petty tricks and disgusting people, right?"

"Then I also use some small tricks, and most of them don't care?"

Meredith instantly understood something, and said with some embarrassment:

"You think like that? Well, it's true. No one here dares to doubt you or accuse you. As long as you restrain yourself, it's not impossible. But don't overplay it. It will be a lot of fun if you are caught. .”

"How could it be, I'm a professional!"

Serena snapped her fingers suddenly with a smile, and then looked at Phyllis who was beside her.

"Phyllis, go and find out which of these three noble families is the least popular, and which one has the worst reputation among the villagers."

"I want to pay a personal visit and use the radiance of Saint Gillian to influence this lost soul..."

Phyllis looked at the trembling Meredith speechlessly, then nodded and left the carriage.

Half a day later, she brought back a few sheets of paper full of writing and handed them to Serena.

"The reputation of these three companies is not very good, but this Sir Guy is still the most annoying."

"He is rude and rude. He never shows any kindness to the poor, and he never allows farmers to go hunting in his own forest."

"Of course, the other two are not much better in terms of these points. However, Sir Guy's family is the only ones who still retain the right of first night in the territory and lend usury themselves."

Serena flipped through the paper and shook her head dissatisfied.

"These are not enough. Is there any black material that is enough to ruin their reputation among the nobles?"

Phyllis was embarrassed for a moment, and then suddenly seemed to think of something.

"Wait, it seems that there is, wait a moment!"

She immediately jumped out of the carriage, mounted her horse and galloped away.

Half an hour later, she dragged an old woman out of breath and reappeared.

"The mother-in-law knows something about Sir Guy, and she agreed to tell us!"

In front of Serena, the old man truthfully told what she had heard and seen.

Sir Guy is certainly a bastard, but he loves his wife very much and takes care of her like a pearl.

It's a pity that this pearl doesn't like Sir Guy, a country bumpkin at all, and only wants to find a lover to be happy.

Her first lover was just a carpenter, but after being discovered by Sir Guy, he directly killed the abandoned corpse wilderness;

Sir Guy thought that his wife would find her way back, but he never expected that his wife would soon find a new love, and it was the kind that he couldn't afford to mess with.

The other party is the local sheriff, a handsome and unrestrained little boy.

With the convenience of his position, he can walk into Sir Guy's house in broad daylight;

And his status as the second son of the earl, although he could not allow himself to inherit the family business, was enough for Sir Guy to throw a mouse at him.

As a result, the jazz could only wear a green hat and live in depression.

But that wasn't even the end of Sir Guy's bad luck - that damned boy was a pretty good painter.

And one of his favorite paintings is that he and Sir Guy's wife are entwined in Sir Guy's bedroom, while Sir Guy himself is gnashing his teeth outside the door.

"That painting is really not bad. It's so vivid. The lady likes it very much. Hanging it on the bedroom wall, you can't touch it like Sir."

Serena stared at the sky speechlessly, as expected of the noble circle, what a mess!

A little green is actually nothing. These days, it is quite normal for nobles to wear a little green, even Earl Glanster.

But being painted and hung on the wall is another matter.

Serena is very sure that as long as this painting falls into her hands, this Sir Guy promises to be her loyal dog, and he will bite whoever he wants to bite!

However, she carefully reconfirmed:

"Is the news true?"

"Of course, I used to be the cook of his family, and I saw that painting with my own eyes. Huh, that soft guy Guy dared to fire me because I was old, so I won't cover up such a scandal for him again!"

"Great, let's go now!"

After seeing off the old lady, Serena raised her arms excitedly.

"You don't give me face, do you? See if I don't shake out all your insides!"

Serena's eyes were full of malicious light.

Being a saint is not as comfortable as being a witch. Ever since she became a saint, she has always felt restrained. This is good, the opportunity is so good, she wants to make a big fuss!

Chapter 34 When the Holy Maiden Knocks at the Door

"Sir, a guest has arrived."

The sound of the butler's call made Sir Guy's distracted eyes move from the direction of the bedroom to the door.

He responded angrily:

"No, I won't see anyone today!"