Get ahead of the fallen heroine and make the minotaur the victim.

"Ah? Wait a minute, Sister, that expression on your face, could it be that... I'm going to kill you!? Are you serious?!"

Originally, Noah didn't think Clotil would go to this extent.

But when it really happened, Noah understood.

It's bad! The double bonus of the priest and the church seems to be too exciting for the current nun, making her completely lose her rationality!

It actually bit me!

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At the same time, in a certain capital city, a princess who was 'happily' walking and chatting with her childhood sweetheart whom she 'randomly met' suddenly looked gloomy.

"T-Tina? What happened?"

Although the brown-haired boy felt that the princess was very scary and strange, he still forced a smile and asked what happened to the princess suddenly.

"...No, I don't know what happened, but it feels terrible."

Her Royal Highness the Princess slowly raised her head to look at the endless blue sky, and then expressed her thoughts in a voice full of disgust.

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PS. There will be three updates today, and I will continue to update tomorrow.

131. At the same time, Noah was bitten by the nun

Out of concern, Sister Belinda chose to knock on the door.

Out of trust, Sister Belinda chose not to disturb.

Instead, do what you should do decisively.

Clotilde is the most special among these nuns.

She is not a knight but she takes up weapons to fight against heretics.

However, even without her talent in combat, Clothier was still an excellent nun.

Not only Sister Belinda, but everyone who knew Clotilde would think so.

On the other hand, Father Noah is also a very respectable young priest.

The fact that he became a priest at such a young age speaks volumes about his ability.

As for what he actually did?

...Huh? By the way, is there anything particularly outstanding about Father Noah?

...Wait a minute, when did Father Noah come to take up his post at the Water City Cathedral?

…Forget it. Anyway, Father Noah is a very respectable young priest.

So if it's those two, then absolutely nothing will happen.

As Sister Belinda imagined the admirable young priest bending over to take care of the young nun lying on the sofa, a loving smile appeared on her face.

She completely believed what Father Noah said.

I guess Clotil must be being well taken care of by Father Noah now. It's really enviable.

But she also had her work to do, so she didn't bother them.

That's right, she hasn't reported Clotilde's matter to the regional bishop Horace here yet.

Since she has some free time now, she might as well go.

Walk through the hall of the cathedral and go up the side stairs to a room deep in the second floor.

Sister Belinda did not encounter any surprises along the way. Just like usual, she naturally met Bishop Horace, the most important figure in the church in the entire Water City.

"Oh, Sister Clothier is here. It's been a while since we last saw each other."

Bishop Horace was a kind old man with gray hair and beard. He wore a white bishop's robe and had a kind face, which was exactly what people imagined a bishop to be.

After hearing Sister Belinda's report about Clotil's arrival in Water City, the old man temporarily put aside his original business and smiled kindly at Sister Belinda.

"Sister Clotil? Oh, it's the nun specialized in combat. What a coincidence that she would come to the Water City at this time."

After hearing the news, the other person in the room besides Bishop Horace also showed a thoughtful expression, as if he was thinking about something.

Sister Belinda knew him. He seemed to be Mr. Dean from the Relic Analysis Institute, a special research department of the church.

Although he looks very young, only around 30 years old, he is actually a senior researcher at the Relic Analysis Institute.

This time they came to Shuidu for work, and they were old acquaintances of Bishop Horace, so Sister Belinda was not surprised by his presence. Instead, she naturally told them with a smile that Clotilde was being taken care of by Noah.

Bishop Horace and Dean were not surprised when they learned that it was the "admired Father Noah at a young age" who was taking care of Clotilde who was in poor condition.

After all, that was Father Noah, there must be nothing wrong with it.

Shortly afterwards, Sister Belinda, who had finished reporting to her superior, temporarily left the room and refocused her attention on the believers praying in the hall.

After Belinda left, the only people left in the room were the old Bishop Horace and the green-haired Dean.

"…You really don't hide your desires at all, Your Excellency the Bishop."

Dean was the first to speak, because after Sister Belinda left, the old man's expression could no longer be maintained.

That look was full of greed and fanaticism, and even Dean, who was also a man, felt that it was a bit too much.

"Ha ha ha, don't say that, Dean-kun. You should know that Sister Clotilde has a great figure, the most perfect figure I have ever seen, and her appearance is impeccable. In this case, it is not surprising that I want to have her for myself, right?"

Horace was not embarrassed by the exposure of his lustful side. He just stroked his beard and a standard villain smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He made no effort to conceal his obscene and lustful nature, completely losing the kind appearance he had shown in front of Sister Belinda.

"…It's not strange, but don't forget that she is very special. Please don't act rashly."

Dean was helpless with this lecherous old man and took a sip of tea slowly to moisten his throat.

"Ah, of course I know that, but can the technology you just mentioned really work? It's the technology that can transform the human body. I remember that you, Dean, seemed to have secretly sold the device that uses that technology to that princess. Is that really okay?"

Knowing that Dean wasn't that interested in beautiful women, Horace didn't continue the topic for the time being, and instead brought up what they had talked about before Sister Belinda came.

"It's the First Princess Delia, Your Excellency. You should at least remember one word."

Dean put down his teacup helplessly and looked at the old man, but the old man didn't seem to intend to remember that he couldn't get the woman, so Dean had to continue:

"It shouldn't be a problem. I heard that the princess seems to be trying to secretly revive the demons. If she succeeds, we can also get experimental data from it, which is a good thing that will benefit both parties."

"Haha, then I have to pray to the goddess that the princess will succeed, because I also want to use that technology to get Sister Clothier."

Seeing that the old man mentioned the battle nun again after just a few words, Dean was silent for a moment and then said helplessly:

"…Sir, do you like Sister Clotilde so much?"

The old man who was waiting for this sentence even showed a fanatical expression on his face when he heard it.

"Of course, Dean! Those long legs! That voluptuous figure! That charming face! She is more attractive to me than any other woman. I really want that woman to submit to me and become my sex slave! Frankly speaking, I should be glad that she is a nun, otherwise I would go crazy just thinking about her being intimate with other men."

"..."

Looking at the church bishop who openly said that he wanted to make women, especially nuns, as his sexual slaves, even Dean, who also did not believe in the existence of goddesses, was speechless.

But there was one thing he agreed with.

That is, that nun is indeed the nun who is the most distant from men.

After all, Clotil's fighting ability is far stronger than other nuns.

If someone wants to take her for themselves, they will probably have to use powerful external force.

Otherwise, let alone taking it as your own, just touching the other person's hand would probably be an extremely difficult thing.

But if he uses his new technology that can transform the body and control the mind, then maybe it is possible?

132. Sorry, I accidentally overdid it

At first, Clotil thought that as long as he was ruthless, he could make Noah embarrass himself.

But Clotil soon discovered that something was wrong.

"Well, about fifty-nine."

However, Noah was not as embarrassed as she imagined. For example, he did not have a red face, drool like a dog, and beg her to let him go in a humble manner. This did not happen at all.

I'm afraid even Noah's initial surprised expression was just fake.

The evidence was that he didn't look like he had any problems and he could easily give her a failing grade.

Of course, she kept moving while glaring at Noah.

It's terrible. It's really terrible.

Because she found that she couldn't stop at all. She couldn't even pause to say something back to Noah before continuing.

She originally wanted to embarrass Noah by doing this, but it seems that she was the one who was embarrassed in the end.

Not only did they behave so ugly in such a sacred church, but they also tried to fight back and were defeated miserably.

The strange sense of satisfaction made her unable to stop. Just maintaining her remaining rationality and glaring at Noah was already her limit.

But Noah was very relaxed and even looked at her with interested eyes.

Why is this man so skilled!

Her thoughts were almost at a standstill, so why was Noah still looking at her so leisurely?

In such a reluctant and humiliating mood, accompanied by an irresistible sense of satisfaction, the nun finally stopped her action.

But it stopped not because of reason, but precisely because reason flew away.

"Well, I'm sorry, Sister. I have to end it early because it's too boring. It looks like you've got 59 points in the end. But don't worry about it. It's useless anyway. This time it's my complete victory. Feel free to regret your incompetence, Sister Clotilde!"

"——!?——!!!"

As Noah no longer wanted to accompany him, he launched a fatal attack with ease.

As expected, the nun was also embarrassed to have all her rationality shattered at the same time, and she almost fainted.

But Noah didn't care about the embarrassed nun over there.

As if he had no interest in the loser, he used the cleaning magic he had secretly learned from the nun and started to tidy up his clothes as if nothing had happened.

To be honest, Noah felt that the injuries he suffered were just as severe as scraping. The nun had no emotions and no skills, and she was all about ruthlessness.

She might think it's pretty good, but unfortunately Noah thinks it's just average.

By the time Noah had sorted out his image, the nun had just picked up her almost dissipated consciousness from the distant horizon.

The nun's personal will was restored to that face that was completely out of shape and dazed by intoxication and happiness.

Simply put, it is a feeling of humiliation and disgust.

"It's really filthy... Ha... Ha, this kind of thing is simply full of sin... It must be cleared away quickly..."

The nun said this while trying to tidy up her appearance.

However, even though she said this, she hesitated when she was about to use cleaning magic to clean herself quickly.

As for the reason? Of course, it was because she couldn't bear to give it up. The coffee tasted much richer and sweeter than the coffee she had drunk before, which was extremely tempting to the nun.

She also knew that this was all due to the curse, which had caused her sense of smell and taste to mutate, but she couldn't help but feel that it was delicious now.

The conflict between knowing that something was wrong based on common sense but actually experiencing the opposite was making her feel confused and she didn't know what was right.

"...Hey, Sister, why did you stop? You're not saying it's dirty and sinful, but you actually like it."

But at this time, Noah had already seen her hesitation and the "greed" vaguely emerging in her eyes, so Noah decisively used provocation to prevent the nun from continuing to be dominated by the curse and doing shameful things.

"That's not the case... ha... okay!"

Hearing what Noah said, the nun gritted her teeth, stomped her feet, and immediately used cleansing magic on herself.

She ruthlessly purified the scent that kept making her heart beat.

Although a strong sense of loss immediately came over her, the nun tried hard to tell herself that this feeling was wrong, and thus suppressed the regretful expression on her face.

"Hehe, that's good. Although it's quite interesting to see you indulge in desire, Sister Sister, I still prefer you as you resist desire now."