Saint?Just a bad woman

"We will always watch you and move forward with you on the road of your growth. We will always be together, sharing the joy and blending together. There is me in you and you in me. From now on, we will not be separated from each other."

Even though the evil god had betrayed him, he still fucked her because it was Esther's skin.

Each of them said one sentence and kept talking.

Next, the words of love engulfed Santa Karina, and at the same time, her body was swallowed up.

Those Esthers were like sharks that smelled fishy smell, and like jackals that smelled meat, they laughed and charged towards Santa Karina one after another.

They were like a white wave of women, and in an instant Santa Karina was submerged on the bed.

97.Means to fight against monitors

"I'm going to fuck your uncle, evil god!"

A hand stretched out from the quilt. She was so helpless, like an unwanted child.

Santa Karina suddenly sat up from the bed, her back was soaked with sweat, and the indescribable areas were in a mess, as if there was a flood.

I glanced at the time on the wall clock, it was already one o'clock noon.

Esther didn't seem to be in the room, so Santa Karina went to the bathroom to quickly rinse the sweat off her body and put on a clean and tidy robe.

The main body is white, the lace has golden texture, and blue gems are inlaid in the middle.

After the curtains of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows were opened, golden sunlight fell into the room and was reflected on the beautiful blue gemstones, making St. Carina, who had put on a new saint's robe that was more dazzling than the plain white robe, even more dazzling.

"Holy Lady, we are the waiters called by His Majesty the Pope. She said that whenever we hear any movement in the room, she will let us bring some food in."

There was a knock on the door outside, followed by a gentle female voice.

"come in."

Santa Karina didn't mean to embarrass the other party, and she was indeed a little hungry.

"Yes."

"Squeak-"

The heavy wooden door was pushed open from the outside, and the leader was a woman dressed as a priest, and behind her were a dozen maids in black and white skirts carrying dinner plates.

They are not the kind of maids in Japanese cafes, but the kind of maids in the British palace. They dress relatively conservatively, pay great attention to etiquette and not make rude sounds, and bring hot meals to the dining table in the room.

Then, they saluted Santa Karina respectfully, bowed deeply, and withdrew without saying a word.

The air was very quiet. Except for the steaming food on the table, it was as if no one had ever come in. Nothing in the room had been messed up, and the ground had not been stepped on.

"That, who are you?"

Santa Karina is a bit of a crowd-pleaser.

"That's it, Your Lady Saint, His Majesty the Pope has asked me to serve you personally from now on while she is away."

"I see."

It is said to be personal service, but it can actually be read as surveillance.

I'm afraid that any contact with other people in the future will be reported to Esther by the priest in front of me.

She fully believed that the sick pope did not let such a priest stay with her because he was worried about her safety.

Being watched while eating, Santa Karina lost her appetite at all.

However, she ate some anyway to avoid being deprived of the right to eat normal food in the future.

She had one or two chopsticks for each dish. It tasted actually quite delicious and was carefully prepared by an excellent chef.The only thing that tasted a little strange was the bread slices. Santa Karina didn't taste like bread slices just made from the oven, but rather like bread slices that had been left for a while and were damp.

She did not raise her doubts, because after taking a few more bites, she tasted the familiar salty and sour taste. Where did the producer of that taste come from? Santa Karina has been digging wells to pour water recently.

Especially the Hundred People Killer who had a dream last night, she probably knew that it was Esther's nourishment.

The damp bread comes from Esther's hard work in the morning.

"I'm done eating."

After Santa Karina finished speaking, the maids who had exited before filed in and removed the plates that had a lot of food left on them and seemed to have barely been touched.

"Holy Lady, let me comb your hair."

After sleeping for so long, and coupled with the hard work of the juicers in the dream, Santa Karina's sleeping position was not very stable.

Her hair is a little raised, and you can see the white hair swaying with her movements. She is actually a little cute in the noon sun.

Having beautiful long hair that reaches down to the waist, it is still very troublesome and laborious for one person to take care of it, especially when the magic power is limited.

Of course, smooth and beautiful long hair is definitely a bonus for girls.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want."

Santa Karina did not refuse. Although she had the right to refuse, she was happy to see others serve her.

The priest named Philomena came to the chair like this. She gently held up the snow-white hair, and began to take care of Santa Karina's hair gently and attentively.

Santa Karina could feel her hair being pulled back bit by bit. Then, a cold object, a silver comb, slid down from top to bottom along the long hair. For a moment, she felt comfortable. The feeling comes from the scalp.

Although this was partly due to the fact that her hair was not tangled, from the way the other person combed her hair, Santa Karina knew that the priestess was pretty good at combing her long hair.

Of course, with such a pair of dexterous hands, one must be quite talented in doing that kind of craft work and be able to bring great enjoyment and pleasure to the people being served.

She had the warm feeling of being cared for, not as a human being but as a fragile work of art.

"Well, can I go out normally?"

A little worried that Esther would go back on her word, Santa Karina asked tentatively.

"Of course, Lady Saint, this is your right. His Majesty the Pope told me that I just need to be by your side."

Santa Carina probably knew what Esther meant. Philomena who was placed next to her was Esther's spy.

Even if she leaves the church, she is not completely free.Now, the plan to take off the collar and escape became more difficult.

"Then I want to go out for a walk now."

After saying that, Santa Carolina did not reply to Philomena and walked out directly.

She was a little unhappy. Although the priestess was not a cold woman who looked like a doll or a piece of wood. She was very understanding of the world and paid great attention to etiquette. However, being under surveillance all the time was not the life that Santa Karina wanted.

She was indeed walking casually, without any direction. She just chose a direction, and walked in the alleys that became more and more deserted.

"My Lady of Saintess?"

This abnormal atmosphere made Philomena realize that something was wrong.

She is not an idiot, and she also knows that this seemingly innocent white-haired girl like an angel is not simple. When she sees the person who needs her protection, her expression seems a bit strange.

The place was empty. Apart from her and Santa Karina, there probably wouldn't be a third person coming in a short time.

She looked with some confusion at this saint who needed her to follow her every step of the way. Just when she was about to use her spiritual consciousness to scan the abnormal situation of Saint Karina, an alarm bell suddenly rang in her head, like an air raid. Like a red alert, a sharp and unpleasant sound stirred in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the sound was deafening.

"God said, first, this place is like an invisible wall, a bird in a cage, forbidden to travel."

The number of times Santa Karina has unlocked the precious Unsealing Stone.

During the process of being played with body and mind by the evil god last night, she realized that mortals can't fight against the gods. Anyway, she will be able to return to the top sooner or later with the help of the gods, and even be stronger. The unblocking stone is one of the life-saving means at the bottom of the box. , it’s better to use it now to make it easier for her to escape later.

As for the in-depth and simple communication process with the evil god - resist and die.Obey, live.

Santa Karina said that she could continue and asked the evil god not to pity her delicate flower.

As a result, the invisible wall surrounded Philomena. She had no way to retreat, and the distress signal could not be sent. How could a sixth-level priest be the opponent of Santa Karina, who had returned to the peak strength of the tenth level.

She had no chance to resist, but Santa Carolina did this not to kill her, but to complete the flower work, pick Philomena, a holy flower, break it in her hands, and turn it into a flower that is loyal to herself .

That is to say, she needs to change Philomena from the Pope's monitor to the Mission Impossible spy she deceived Esther and even planted in Esther.

98. The fallen priestess

"Lord Saint, you don't think you can defeat me, do you?"

Seeing Santa Carina exuding a terrifying aura, Philomena stared back without flinching.

The priests who could follow Esther seemed to have lower status than the bishops, and even worse than the archbishops, but they were actually the ones most trusted by the Pope.

Just like the status of the emperor's personal eunuchs and supervisors in ancient times, in many cases, they could cover up the holy audience, and one person was inferior to ten thousand people.

"Can I think that the saint wants to escape?"

Santa Karina was not surprised when her intentions were revealed.

She showed it quite obviously and didn't even cover it up.Because this was only the first day, she couldn't bear it anymore.

It is said that those who are good at forbearance are good at deceiving. What Santa Karina is good at is never the turtle shell method, but breaking through other people's protective umbrellas with a strong posture and poking at the inner core.

"Haha, it doesn't matter what you think of me, because you will soon forget about me, Miss Philomena."

Santa Karina continued with a weird smile on her lips.

"Second, God said, the loyal heart will turn into love, my blood will be the guide, and the one who drinks it will convert to her master. The land will be enclosed for a special ceremony. The ceremony will be completed, and I will be respected."

St. Carina's fingertips touched the palm of her hand, smearing blood on her lips. She pressed the priestess against the wall with an unstoppable force.

The blue and white priest's uniform was torn open by a sharp protrusion on the wall.Santa Karina's expression was a little scary now, what she was about to do was what a bad woman would do.

"Miss Priest, soon, you will become a woman. The secret technique - Yijiang Chunshui."

Judging from the strength of the wall-dong, Philomena knew that the possibility of being forcefully pushed was almost [-]%.

She didn't expect that the saint would take revenge on her in such an extreme way.If His Majesty the Pope knew that the Saint had touched her, what she would receive would not be forgiveness, but a hatchet from His Majesty the Pope.

Having followed Esther for such a long time, Philomena knew the character of His Majesty the Pope very well.

The Pope is definitely not as cold and majestic as he seems on the surface, but rather sick and twisted, especially when it comes to his treatment of saints.

Unless, she can ask for help now...

"Sorry, I can't~"

Santa Karina seemed to read her thoughts and winked at her and smiled.

"Because, thirdly, God said that one flower and one world, one tree and one Bodhi, this world is prohibited from communicating with the outside world, and all connections will be severed."

After Santa Carina finished speaking, Philomena's eyes were filled with only horror.

She realized that she had lost all means of making a comeback, and the original magic of sound transmission was also blocked by an invisible force. In addition to the sacred power of St. Karina, there was also an evil and evil power, which could not even connect the Holy Card. Lina didn't even know it, because it was one of the gifts from the evil god Eris.

As the God of Fun who uses Santa Karina to observe the outside world, how could he give up watching such a good show? Of course He wants to help and even add fuel to the fire.

This was something Esther didn't expect, let alone respond to.

"My Lady Saint, what exactly do you want to do to me?"

After the indescribable place was rubbed by a thigh that was forced between her legs and the hard wall, forming the Pythagorean theorem, the temperature and humidity there rose rapidly.

It's like a vast ocean that has been building up for a long time and has never found an outlet. At this moment, a path has been opened for the first time, and the sea water urgently needs to gush out from the gap.

The swaying friction makes the calm sea level become turbulent, and huge waves are brewing. When the waves crash down, they will be unstoppable.

"My lady, don't you know?"

Not only did Santa Karina do it, she also had to make light of the other person's mouth that refused to let go.

"Philomena, look at me..."

A charming light flashed in her eyes, which was magic - charming humanoids.

Added together with the divine words of the Spiritual Spelling Technique, the effect will be doubled, which is far greater than two plus one.

"Ugh..."

With a whimpering sound, the cold-hearted girl finally relaxed. Not only was her spiritual body in the sea of ​​​​consciousness impacted by magic, but even her teeth were impacted at the physical level.

A small spirit snake rushed in with overwhelming momentum. It took advantage of the situation and directly conquered the outermost solid defensive shell, causing havoc in the city.

"No...well, Lady Saint..."

Humming and groaning, Philomena is falling.

However, she still remembered that this was not a relatively closed room, but an open alley. Although the flow of people here was usually small, it was not that no one would come at all.

no!She can't let the saint continue, she must cheer up and let the saint calm down!

Philomena thought so, but was troubled for a moment that there was no good way at all. She hit Santa Carlina on the shoulder, but it was more like refusing to welcome her.

Because, her resistance had the opposite effect, arousing the desire to win and lose in Santa Carolina. The more Philomena, the priestess, struggled, the more she wanted to push her away. The harder you work, the fiercer the little spirit snake's offensive becomes.