Serious Witch's Travel Book

Marianne doesn't have a special military uniform. She still wears the nun's attire, but it's much neater overall: she changed into a new nun's attire. The hem of the long skirt on her body is obviously much looser, and it is much more convenient to move around.She had belts tied around her waist and cuffs to tighten those loose parts.

In addition, there is her protective gear - after yesterday's battle, the breastplate with the national religion mark on her body obviously had a few slight deformations and scratches, but this did not affect the use. Under the servant's service, the separate metal plates were quickly installed in their proper positions in sequence.

What Gnicia cares most about is that even though her breastplate has obvious bulges, the plump and straight male peaks are still slightly deformed by the tight breastplate, so that there is no All the excess fat protruded from the edge of the belt.

"How do you feel, Kitty?"

The head nun, who had regained some of her spirits, was no longer so depressed, and her attitude towards her was much softer.

Realizing that the position she cared about was not right, Gnicia lowered her head shyly. She instantly recalled those sweet and exciting three-person sports she experienced last night, and her cheeks burned very hot immediately after.

So comfortable...but is it really good to do this?

Although the physical comfort is obvious, Gnicia can always feel a kind of inexplicable shame, as if some invisible concept is reminding her that this kind of thing is not a good thing for a gentleman.

Numeria is much more proficient at licking than Adria, but are the two experiences the same thing?

It's all... love?

She rolled up the quilt like a hill, with only one head exposed, looking sullenly at the two nuns who were talking and laughing softly.

"If you have to die, kill two more orcs."

"Sure, but I don't know what will happen. If I can kill them all, I will find a way to keep up with you."

Numelia pursed her lips, and patted the head nun's face twice with her hands: "We are waiting for you on the top of the mountain, where you can see clearly, I know there is a cave above, we can shelter from the rain there, If you win, we'll come back."

"Honey, don't wait for me, just take her back to Paris, she is a really important person, if those filthy orcs catch her, they will definitely enshrine her to those heretic gods..."

"You know I won't do it, Mary."

The two of them looked at each other affectionately for a moment, and suddenly they kissed, which made Gnicia, who was hanging on the bed, feel like she was more like an extra.

Maybe——she felt last night that these two nuns might just need a big toy to spice things up...

"Gnicia?"

She suddenly heard someone calling her name in a low voice in the corridor outside the door.

"Gnich—did you see her?"

After a few brief exchanges, Sister Federa finally knocked on the door of the head nun's room.

As soon as the door opened, she asked anxiously: "Sister Numeria, did you see... ah!"

She saw Gnicia sitting on the bed wrapped in a quilt, and immediately understood what was going on here. "Hug, hug—I'm so sorry! I'm going to go down and pack up..."

But in the blink of an eye twice, her face turned completely red, and her whole body was steaming as if she had been cooked.

"It doesn't matter, remember to bring all the protective things."

"Yes--"

The young nun quickly left Gnicia's sight.

"There are some guys in the orc team who are good at tracking in the forest. Remember to hide your tracks and don't start a fire..."

"Yeah, I got it all."

Sister Numeria gave Marian a big hug.

"Then I'll go down first, I want to pray to the most holy, you can just leave when you are ready."

She reluctantly left the room, her eyes were always on her old lover, and she didn't turn her head to look at Gnicia until she reached the door.

Numeria did not follow her, but walked towards Gnicia, and pulled the tightly wrapped quilt by her: "Okay, it's time to get up."

After unpacking the thick quilt, Numeria lightly patted Gnicia's thigh twice: "Will it still hurt?"

"No……"

Gnicia replied weakly.

"Then get up and get dressed, then have breakfast with the other sisters, and then we'll go out of town together."

Gnicia did not enjoy the blessing of serving, she put on her inner skirt, and then realized that her clothes were not here, so she apologized to Sister Numeria and hurried to her room.

As a result, at the end of the corridor, she happened to see Sister Phaedra coming up again. This young girl was no longer so shy, but when she saw Gnicia, she suddenly reached out and grabbed her chest, and then Cursed in a low voice: "You evil witch, how dare you..."

She took a few breaths angrily, only let out a cold snort, and left.

……

Seems to be misunderstood...?

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Note: Dice about this article.Someone left a message asking why I haven’t seen the dice girl for a long time, here is a little answer - the main part of the dice used in this article is the protagonist’s addition points (selected by the four sages), and punishment, and occasionally "power" will be distributed" "Special events" - these contents are more targeted and more rounded, so the form of dice is used to add some fun.

This article does not emphasize the random content of An Kewen... If it is too messy to teach the plot to the dice, it is better to ask the readers for opinions occasionally.

Section 60 043. Leaving

Although the sky has already faintly lightened, the rain has no intention of stopping.

Half an hour before departure, the nuns found some ponchos made of leather and grass blades. A nun they didn't know gave everyone a piece of cake and porridge, and signaled Gnicia to hurry up. finish eating.

Gnicia finished her food in a hurry. She excused herself to wash her hands, put on a poncho and ran to the backyard. The water monster, which she had dried all night, seemed to be sleeping comfortably in the bottle. Gnicia again The whisper was shaking again, and it took a while to wake it up.

[You... what's the matter?I’m still not bright today…]

The lazy female voice yawned, even if only the voice could be heard, Gnicia could tell that she had just been woken up.

"Sorry, that, the Sister wants the others out of town...what should I do?"

【You? ...yawn, isn't this a great opportunity?Part ways with them sometime... You really should go to the Black Forest, the freest place in the world... Come with me. 】

"But what excuse should I use to leave them?"

[Whatever, is it possible that they must stop you?Not really, you haven't been baptized yet, so they shouldn't have to force you to stay.When you get out of the city, find an excuse to leave, if you can't save your face, just run away secretly, people can't be trapped by face... Yawn... Don't forget to take me with you, call me if you need anything, I'm so sleepy . 】

Gnicia reminded in a low voice, "I need to take you through the church, and possibly with people you fear."

[That's not a big problem. Put me next to you. As long as I don't move, they shouldn't notice. If you want to talk to me, remember to go where others can't hear you. You still have common sense. 】

"Ah."

The water demon immediately became silent.

What a random fairy...

In fact, Gnicia didn't have time to finish her words just now. She really didn't accept "baptism" or anything like that, but last night... at Marian's request, she recited the prayer of following the holy.

It was a very, very, very humiliating ritual... Gnicia didn't know if other nuns had gone through it, but getting the cross into her body wasn't a good experience by any means, especially if she had to Maintaining this state and finishing the not-too-short prayer made her feel very reluctant. If Numeria hadn't shown her a lot of tenderness, she would probably refuse to do these things.

According to them, in addition to expressing their pursuit of the Holy Spirit, this ceremony also represents the oath of allegiance to the head nun, which should have been done after baptism, but baptism and conferring the priesthood need to be done by An elderly and qualified nun in the monastery will do it, and it needs to be notarized. Naturally, there is no condition to complete it now.

When they return to the monastery, someone will naturally bless Gnicia, so she is the retinue nun who belongs to Sister Marianne.

Gnicia couldn't tell whether the nuns would let her go in this situation. In her perception, the State Church was not a very fair and free organization, although Sister Numeria claimed that she did so for the sake of She was sheltered from the Inquisition, but Gnicia still couldn't help feeling as if she had been cheated...

What the water demon said was simple, but would these nuns really let her go?

She put the bottle into her pocket with a headache, and was about to leave, when she turned around, she found Sister Federa standing behind her.

Gnicia froze for a moment.

"who are you talking to?"

The young nun looked back curiously over Gnicia, but of course she found nothing.

"No—nothing."

Gnicia clutched her waist in panic. Her lame acting skills were enough to make every audience laugh secretly, but Sister Federa didn't put her mind on it right now, she just casually looked at Gnicia He looked at it, and after confirming that there was no abnormality, he looked back at Gnicia.

"Hey you."

The nun trimmed her curly hair that was slightly wet from the rain, and glared at Gnicia maliciously: "Did you sleep with Sister Marianne?"

"I... yes, we slept together last night..."

Gnicia didn't hide it, but she still couldn't figure out whether "sleeping together" and "going to bed" were the same concept.

"Damn it." Sister Phaedra stomped her feet, and she pushed Gnicia's waist to let her into the shed, and she also escaped the scattered raindrops, and then bit her lip, completely Unhappily questioned Gnicia: "Sister Numeria said that she has decided to register you as a Christian, and told us that from today onwards, you can be treated as a sister..."

She took a breath, and cast her eyes on Gnicia's belly: "...Tell me, did you do 'that'?"

"I don't quite understand... sorry."

Gnicia really didn't understand what she meant, but seeing Sister Phaedra, she felt that this new guy was pretending to be innocent.

So the nun who was so angry reached out and poked the soft flesh on the inner side of Gnicia's thigh a few times, and asked viciously: "Did they touch your place? And let you... I was outside the door last night Hear it clearly!"

"Yes, but that's not what I thought..."

Gnicia tried to defend herself - obviously she didn't do it voluntarily, she was groped and half-coerced to say some strange things, she was wronged too?

"Shut up! Do you know how long I've been thinking 'that'? I've been waiting for two years and the Sister has never invited me into her room...I can't even tell her how much I respect and admire her, Why are you new here—”

The more she spoke, the more angry she began to stomp her feet: "What is it about you that attracts her? Sister Emma has served her diligently for five years, and up to now, she can only get a hug now and then. You are just..."

Suddenly, Sister Federa seemed to think of something suddenly, her voice slowly lowered, and her face gradually became suspicious: "Are you really just a pharmacist? I don't think so, I heard that the list of prisoners What is listed is a person who has committed the 'witch crime', did you use some evil witchcraft to..."

Gnicia quickly denied, "I haven't."

"Then what were you doing here yesterday afternoon?"

"It's just a medicine for conditioning the body. Sister Numeria asked me to do it."

"And what were you talking to just now? Is it a devil hiding here?"

She pushed Gnicia over and began to examine the contents of the shed.

Of course she couldn't find anything, if it wasn't for professional magic trace appraisal personnel to check, even the traces left by the water demon on the table would have faded to the point of being invisible - this is not an area that ordinary nuns can identify .

Sister Federa didn't give up, she wanted to make it difficult for Gnicia, but when she turned her head, she saw Numeria standing at the back door of the church and looking at the two.

She taught with a straight face: "The time is almost up, what are you still doing?"

"No, nothing!"

Sister Federa was obviously afraid of her. The girl trembled as if her tail had been stepped on. Then she left Gnicia, tightened her poncho, and walked quickly into the church.Gnicia also hurriedly followed, and she found that the nuns had already gathered in the sanctuary, and they had already taken the necessary items. As soon as Gnicia and Phaedra appeared, someone handed them the things , the packages of the two are not big, it seems that they have been taken care of.

Compared to the nun who was ready to go, Marianne had no intention of leaving. She knelt under the podium, put the sword horizontally on the ground in front of her, and lowered her head towards the mark of Omega hanging on the wall. Her lips moved slightly, I don't know what I'm meditating on.

Numeria gestured and drove all the nuns to the baptistery near the main entrance. She stayed behind the head nun and waited quietly until Marianne finished her prayer and stood up slowly.

"We're leaving."

Marianne nodded, she silently picked up her hat and handed it to Numeria.

"It's inconvenient for me to carry."

She pretended to be relaxed and smiled.

Noumelia refused to take it: "It's useless for me to ask for this."

"If something happens to me, return it to the monastery."

Her hood is different from that of other nuns. The outer layer has an obvious hard-edged cloth edge. The two sides are drooping and the top of the head is slightly higher. The front looks like a curved triangle, or it is sewn on the side. The windshield hood; and other nun hoods do not have hard edges, more like a scarf that wraps most of the head.

"There will be no surprises."

Gnicia was looking at the two from a distance, and suddenly she felt a little more touch around her fingers. Looking down, it was Flynn standing beside her, and the little girl hid half of her body behind her, although all her attention was on In the direction of the head nun, the little hand subconsciously took her hand.

This girl is really weird. Gnicia doesn't know the relationship between her and Sister Marian. She just thinks that the two should be very close, because they often stay together. Even if they don't, Flynn is very concerned about the Sister. Things like her whereabouts - Gnicia has seen her secretly peeping more than once.

But in fact, their external performances are not that close. Sister Marianne rarely talks to Flynn, and the few times she does have a businesslike meaning. The other nuns are even more unfamiliar, but they are very concerned about Flynn's affairs, and this kind of concern does not seem to be purely based on official duties, which is not the case when dealing with official affairs.

Gnicia, who knows little about the ways of the world, is very curious about how they formed such a close and distant relationship.

It took some time before the two said goodbye.

Noumelia did not take the hat in the end, and Marianne put it on the podium.

She did not go with the crowd, but watched the group leave the church with a sword.

Without further ado, Sister Numeria returned to the barracks with the others. Although it was early in the morning, some fires had already been lit in the barracks. Apart from the soldiers who were cooking in the open air, there were also many people on the city wall. The pattering rain did not dilute the tense atmosphere at all. They were all on guard against the orcs taking advantage of the morning to launch an attack.

The holy guards of the church had long been standing outside the fortress where the officers discussed their affairs. They exchanged a few words in a low voice, and then began to walk along the previous route to the secret passage leading to the small refuge. Tulus in the conference room—the adult centurion who had already put on his armor and was ready to fight, he calmly waved his hand in front of the slightly guarded holy guards and nuns, and then sealed the letter Wax's letter was delivered to Numeria.

He is the only one waiting here.

"This is?" The nun looked at the envelope suspiciously, but there was nothing written on it.