Reject me, hateful woman

Not looking for Theresia during this period of time was indeed Lin En's intention. After all, after Mordiana's death, there were really many eyes staring at Lin En. If he went to see Theresia at this time, it would be very difficult for him to do so. The sharp blade in the shadow of the hilt has little meaning once it is exposed to the light.

However, the latter's movements were always under Lin En's control. After learning from the Shadow Knight's spies that Theresia had gone to the Earth Mother Church, Lin En relaxed and stopped paying attention to the other party.

It was only after both the Empire and the Magic Clock Tower agreed that the incident had subsided that they sent a secret letter and came to visit.

Theresia was not an idiot. After expressing her inner dissatisfaction slightly, she gave up.

She said:

"Recently, several new rats have entered the imperial capital. Some of them are old acquaintances of mine. Do you need me to help you deal with them?"

Theresia's old acquaintances are naturally the Arcanist Assassins kept captive in the Magic Clock Tower. However, in the past, these guys who could make Linn feel like a formidable enemy are now just two or three river crabs. After thinking for a while, Lynn shook her head.

"No need, the Shadow Knight will deal with them. If it's convenient for Miss Theresia, just provide the characteristics and abilities of those people."

"it is good."

Theresia suppressed her fleeting emotions, nodded calmly, hesitated for a moment, and then couldn't help but ask:

"Then is there anything else I can do?"

Obviously, the girl has a very clear idea of ​​her position.

Unlike Linn's classmates, friends, and even good sisters, Theresa was Theresa.

The two are just allies who use each other.

Once upon a time, she was Lin En's only sharp blade hidden in the dark.

Now, after resolving the crisis caused by Mordiana, Linn has gained the recognition of a considerable number of Shadow Knights, the Queen's personal guards, and even the Red Dragon Legion.

Both the Queen and Quinn would be happy to give him more power.

With the Empire's most loyal white-glove organization, the Shadow Knights, under her command, her existence seemed to be the only insignificant person around Linn.

Just as a faint sense of loss lingered in Theresia's heart, Linn's voice suddenly sounded again:

"There is no need to belittle yourself, Miss Theresia. There is indeed one thing that requires you to do well."

"What is it?"

Theresia asked subconsciously.

Hearing this question, Linn couldn't help but smile lowly.

It's really a good question, but in fact, he is the least clear about Miss Theresia's future plans.

Novi will start from the grassroots level and practice to become the "Empress". Elena just needs to wait for her to accumulate a lot of knowledge, while Historia needs a stimulation that is enough to make her realize.

But for Theresia, Lynn had no plans.

This is not to say that Linn doesn't care about the other party, but in fact, not doing anything for Miss Theresia's growth is the conclusion that Linn came to after careful consideration.

He just put Miss Theresia in the dormitory and didn't care about anything. She advanced her weak arcanist level to the fourth level.

He just told her some truths that she had long suspected. The few pieces of information she provided casually had already caused the Magic Clock Tower to suffer heavy losses and was in a state of distress.

He just asked Miss Theresia to wait and act. In her first appearance, she directly and accurately caused the death of a ring-level arcanist.

Because this is a world in a book. As the story develops, there will be something like "destiny" that will bring the characters to the peak they are destined to reach.

Perhaps as an "outsider" Linn can change some of these stories, such as Novi who became a protagonist from a supporting role, but for others, he is happy to see the results.

And Miss Theresia, no matter how the plot develops, no matter how the world changes, her story will not stop at being a nameless shadow killer who is only someone else's vassal.

She is not an assassin;

She is an Avenger.

Driven by fate, she will eventually become the tower's most feared enemy, constantly advancing and burning until she and one of the towers collapse first.

Linn imprisoned Theresia for a long time and protected her for a long time, until he was sure that both parties had survived the early death disaster.

So now, it's time for the Avengers' anger to come out and burn wantonly.

"Miss Theresia, I said before that you are free."

"From today on, you can do whatever you want to do, go where you want to go, and I have only one request for you,"

Lin En looked straight into those red eyes and spoke solemnly:

"That's staying alive."

As long as you survive, you will eventually become the tower's most terrifying enemy and my, Lynn Norton's, most hidden and powerful ally.

Theresia's eyes trembled, as if she had thought of something, and a blush appeared on her cheeks. After glancing at the bald Father Arnel next to them, she finally just turned her head away and responded softly:

"Okay, so are you."

【Ding!Congratulations to the host, the favorability of a single character has reached the upper limit. 】

【Ding!Warning, it may be more difficult for characters with high favorability to obtain rewards, so please use the host's own discretion. 】

Linn was immediately heartbroken.

It's not that you're jumping on the horse... Is it possible that I'm having a serious discussion with you, can I be in love... forget it.

Anyway, as long as the meaning is expressed.

Looking at Lin En for the last time, Theresia suddenly took off her nun's veil, rushed in front of Lin En, stuffed the veil into Lin En's breast pocket, and at the same time touched his face like a dragonfly. Drill.

Afterwards, the calm Miss Killer fled away as if running away.

"Remember to return this to me next time we meet, Lynn Norton."

"I'll remember."

Smiling slightly, she casually put the veil, which still had the scent of the girl's hair, into the storage ring. Linn looked at the old priest who had been silent.

Anel Terenas.

At this time, after confirming that Miss Theresia had left, the taciturn and compassionate cardinal slowly straightened his back and for a moment, smiled softly.

At that moment, Linn only twitched his nose slightly, as if he could smell the blood that penetrated his nose.

It was the old man in front of him who saved him from the Snake of Destiny that attacked him later. He was so frightened that the latter sold Mordiana, who might still be saved, and ran away.

It's not because the other party is a cardinal.

It's because of the old man's other identity.

The most terrifying violent institution in the Theocracy, the top executioner of the Inquisition—the "Butcher" Bishop.

"It really surprises me, Father. The most vicious swordsman in the Theocracy actually comes from the most compassionate church."

Linn looked past Father Anel and looked at the statue of the Mother Goddess of Mercy behind him, and said calmly.

"It's just some unspeakable old things that made His Highness laugh."

Father Arnel lowered his eyebrows again and turned back into the kind-hearted old man who was a bit silly. He seemed not to notice the teasing meaning in Linn's words at all.

Lin En suddenly shook his head and smiled, slowly loosened his clenched hands, and said softly:

"No, if it hadn't been for your timely appearance, Miss Theresia and I might have died. No matter what, we should thank you, Father Arnel."

This time, it was Father Arnel's turn to be silent for a long time.

"I thought that His Highness might be more angry than grateful."

"Angry, angry about what?"

Lin En tilted his head in confusion, and then said as if he had just woken up from a dream:

"I understand, you mean, I will use this to guess that it was your goddess who prompted me to travel to this world, and then I will be furious about it, right?"

"After all, your God, who is famous for his kindness, really gave me the best start. My mother has always thought about how I can be used as waste. My brothers and sisters do not regard me as their own kind. Countless pairs of eyes Staring at me, waiting for me to make a mistake, I even have to be slapped in the face on the first day of school. A bunch of damn things want to make their parents happy by stepping on my face. The only thing that is best to me is the most. I believe that my sister is looked down upon by everyone even more than me. If she is not careful, she will become a marriage machine, a child-bearing machine for others, or better yet, die in front of me. Is this a thing?"

Father Arnel couldn't help but raise his head and glance at the young man in front of him. His language was vulgar and almost insulting, but his face was gentle, his shoulders were relaxed, and his manners were elegant. He seemed to be split, which was a little weird.

But Linn just smiled, stood up, walked to Father Anel, put a hand on his shoulder, and patted him gently:

"Don't worry, Father, I'm a terrible person, but one thing is good. I only deal with things, not people. If you hadn't received the oracle to save me that night, I would have been dead. As far as this matter is concerned , I am very grateful to you."

He paused:

"As for the previous things, those are all in the past tense, aren't they?"

"I am living well now. My mother values ​​me very much. My sister and I are even a little ambiguous. As long as what I do makes sense, my eldest brother will stand by me. This country hates me. Almost everyone was killed by me, and as for my sister,"

The tight lines on Linn's cheeks softened:

"She is growing up very healthy now. I have also made a group of great friends. You just met one of them and took care of her for a while. She is pretty good, isn't she?"

Father Arnel remained silent.

He found himself wrong.

Wrong twice in a row.

The first time, he thought that Lin En would collapse and become angry. Anyone who was thrown into such a completely strange world for no reason and faced with such crises that could lead to death at any time would collapse and become angry, but he didn't.

Later, he felt that Lin En really didn't care. After all, as he said, he had solved those difficulties, even turned some of them into his own help, and made some very good friends.

However, it wasn't until the hand patted his shoulder that he realized that he didn't either.

After all, Lynn is no saint.

Only those saints in the holy scriptures who follow the revelations of the gods and are willing to dedicate themselves to save all sentient beings can do this.

They are indifferent to emotions and anger. They believe that the more suffering they suffer, the less suffering others will suffer. They are willing to use their own suffering in exchange for the salvation of all living beings. Even if all living beings regard them as idiots and pigs, they are still indifferent. Loyalty and One's own way.

But the young man in front of me was neither of these two people.

He will not vent his anger randomly like a waste, nor will he be devoid of joy and anger like a saint.

He has anger,

Those rages made Father Arnel feel hot with just one contact.

It's just that Lin En controlled them very well deep in his heart.

He is angry and he is calm.

He was calmly angry.

The villain is arrogant and domineering, while the sage turns his back on himself.

And Lynn is not a villain or a saint.

Father Arnel suddenly remembered Father Eris's evaluation of Linn. This prince was an unbelieving blasphemer and an extremely evil person.

Yes, villains.

Evil people do things based on their likes and dislikes.

The hand that was patting Father Anel's shoulder suddenly stopped and placed it on Father Anel's shoulder affectionately:

"So, give me a reason, Father?"

Father Anel raised his head slightly in confusion, but heard Linn continue,

"There has to be a reason for the things your god does to me."

Father Arnel was about to speak, but was interrupted by Linn.

"Shh, be careful when you speak, Father. It's best to satisfy me once and for all."

The hand on Father Anel's shoulder suddenly tightened. Linn and the old priest staggered their heads and leaned into his ear, speaking softly and coldly, word by word:

"otherwise,

I killed your god. "

Then, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and sat back in his chair, feeling a little annoyed:

"Look at me, I was sitting down minding my own business. I almost forgot that you are the owner of the church now. No guest can sit while the owner stands, so..."

He suddenly pointed at the chair in front of him, as if to comfort or command:

"Father, sit down."

Chapter 148: The biggest shortcoming of classmate Lin En is that he is too soft-hearted... Huh? 6.7k

What is killing gods?

The heroes chosen by fate gathered their partners, overcame all difficulties, and finally assassinated the evil god in the sky. Although it is a bit cliché, it is a story that no matter how many times the bards sing it, the audience will look forward to listening to it.