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

"Veronica! What's up with the fact that I heard you and Valentina were bathing together in a friendly manner? Are you trying to embarrass us!"

Delia was extremely unhappy that her sister was getting along well with her other sister behind her back.

She gave Veronica a fierce rebuke.

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

The frightened little princess stood on the floor of her room with her bare feet turned inward, like a child who had made a mistake, and her cute little face was full of anxiety and fear.

"What's the point of saying sorry? Veronica, you don't think you'll lose sight of me just because I lost to Valentina once! I didn't realize you're still a fence-sitter! Just because you've grown a little taller and have bigger breasts, you think you're something special, don't you?"

Veronica's cowardly appearance did not arouse Delia's sympathy, but instead she redoubled her scolding of her own sister.

The little princess had no choice but to apologize, so she just kept trembling and didn't dare to talk back.

This is no wonder, as the little princess originally had such an introverted personality and was a dreamy thirteen years old. The reason she looked younger than her peers was because she was disciplined too strictly.

As the youngest member of the royal family, she has always been suppressed by Delia, the oldest member of the royal family. The two are ten years apart in age. For Veronica, it is impossible for her to disobey what her sister Delia says.

To be honest, Noah was indeed a little unhappy, but this kind of thing could be solved as long as Valentina completely defeated Delia, so he just watched.

"…Alas, it makes me seem like a bad person. Listen carefully, Veronica, we are sisters connected by blood. Valentina is just a bastard. You just need to wait for your sister and I to get rid of her. I am doing this for your own good, understand? If you are with that bastard, you will never grow up to be a noble and outstanding beauty like me."

Fortunately, Delia did not treat Veronica as a sister. After a fierce scolding, she reluctantly began to comfort Veronica who was almost crying.

After Veronica nodded habitually, Delia told her to go to bed and went to take a shower again.

"…sisters connected by blood, humph, that's a very good point, Princess. Because of this, you can't get rid of Valentina. You have to accept it no matter what. I can already imagine the humiliation you will have to admit."

On the other side of the monitor, Noah also gave an ambiguous and sarcastic smile to the beautiful back of the eldest princess.

Noah already knew about their relationship, so he wasn't too restless or anything.

He was just looking forward to it, looking forward to the day when the eldest princess would have to accept reality.

For nearly an hour and a half, Noah continued to observe.

Alan was still weak because he had just been resurrected, and he couldn't find any demon companions, so he had to rest first.

Delia also took a bath with the help of six maids and returned to her room to prepare for bed.

The two heroines, Valentina and Clotilde, also fell asleep.

At this time, Noah also decided to find a hotel to rest.

But just as he was about to turn off all the magic circle monitors, Delia suddenly did something strange in her own room.

Specifically, he stacked a pile of pantyhose on the bed, and then he began to pray to those pantyhose with his hands clenched, saying that he hoped God would bless him to defeat his sister Valentina.

"???"

This gave Noah a face full of question marks.

What? It turns out that goddesses also like to wear pantyhose?

……

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142. Noah is designated to have a serious illness

Noah didn't quite understand what Delia was doing there.

Anyway, the original work definitely does not have this kind of setting or development.

So Delia is also wearing white tights under her white royal dress?

She's just a typical vicious female villain, but she understands people's hearts quite well.

Dressing like this makes people want to defile you, I'm afraid you are setting a flag for yourself again.

Noah could even imagine Delia, who was a bit mysophobic and dressed in white, being defeated again, and then being thrown into a mud pit with a miserable expression on her face by the completely corrupted Valentina.

As Delia was also preparing to rest, Noah also gave up observing and found a hotel to rest.

He didn't take this matter too seriously, after all, he thought it had nothing to do with him.

Compared to that kind of villain role, he has two heroines to worry about, so he doesn't have the time to care about them.

……

Two days later, inside the cathedral of the Water City.

Clotil felt like she was going crazy.

In fact, just this morning, she had gone through a tough battle before she purified a monster lurking in the Water City.

At that time, she was relieved because the lust mark did not activate.

Who would have thought that the moment she had to enter the office for something, she felt her sexual pattern start to react.

No? Why? She just thought about the situation at that time for a moment out of helplessness!

Because Clotil was already familiar with the feeling of the lust pattern being activated, she could tell that it was definitely starting to get brighter without even lifting up the nun's uniform to look.

Judging from the situation, she should be able to hold on for 15 minutes at most. If she holds on for more than 15 minutes, her rationality will be swallowed up by desire.

But because the evil priest was not there, she could only take her toys and find a place where no one was around to relieve herself.

This is what Clotilde originally thought, but she never expected that just as she reluctantly picked up the toys on the shelf and prepared to quickly leave the room and the church, the door of the room was pushed open.

Clotil thought the other person was Noah and was about to say, "You came at the right time! Mr. Noah!", but he swallowed the words back because the other person was not Noah.

"Sister Clotilde, my dear child, you have worked so hard to eliminate heretics this morning. Do you have time now? I want to talk to you."

Because it wasn’t Noah who walked into the room, but Horace, the Metropolitan of Water.

He had a kind face and radiated benevolence like a true clergyman. No one would doubt his character.

Neither would Clotil.

Under normal circumstances, Clotilde would have welcomed the bishop to talk to her, but now she found herself in a situation where she really couldn't welcome him.

The lust pattern had just started to activate, and she was holding a wooden box containing small toys in her hand and preparing to leave the church when it appeared at this time. Clotil just felt that his luck was a little too bad.

Otherwise, how could I be so unlucky?

"Ha, ha, ha... Bishop Horace, you are so polite. But I'm sorry, I'm a little busy right now. Can we talk after I come back?"

Because suddenly letting go at this time would arouse suspicion, Clotil quickly picked up the small wooden box on the shelf, pretending that it was just an ordinary box, smiled at Hollus, and tried to slip away.

After all, in her eyes, Bishop Horace is a very respected clergyman. If he discovers her current behavior, she will definitely be doomed!

I'm afraid he might be locked up as a monster transformed from a demon!

Although Clotil looked calm with a smile, he was actually very nervous.

"Oh, if you're really busy, Sister Clothier, that's fine... huh?"

Hollus didn't have anything special to say, he just wanted to get closer to her, but he always felt that the nun in front of him seemed a little different from usual.

Specifically, he was not as calm and collected as usual, as if something urgent had happened.

And what's with that little box? Is it some kind of decorative box?

Horace did not doubt that Clotil was not in good condition. He simply felt that Clotil seemed a little panicked, so he could not help but become curious about what was in the small box that Clotil was holding in his hands.

This sight made Clotil, who was already feeling guilty, even more nervous, fearing that Hollus would ask to open it for him to see.

At this moment, the nun had never felt so nervous. She was worried that Sister Belinda would find out before, but at least there was a door between them. Now there was no door. If Horace noticed that something was wrong with her, she would be finished!

What on earth was that annoying man thinking that he didn't show up to help her at this time! ?

Didn’t you agree to help her keep the secret?

Clothier had never been so eager to have Noah there.

The fear of being exposed actually stimulated the onset of her pubic hairline, causing her skin to quickly turn a bright pink. If this continued, she wouldn't be able to endure it for even three minutes!

"Sister Clothier, haven't you finished taking your things yet? Oh, isn't this Bishop Horace? Excuse me, Sister Clothier is helping me complete my mission."

At this moment, Noah pushed the door open with perfect timing, smiling and cooperating with Clotil to provide cover.

"Oh, I see. So that's how it is. So it's to help Father Noah. We'll talk about it later then."

Out of his almost unconditional trust in 'Father Noah', although Horace felt something was a little suspicious, he chose to give up thinking, smiled, made way, and let Clotil leave.

As Clotilde tried to act as if nothing had happened as he passed by Hollus, Hollus still had a kind smile on his face.

But when Noah and Clotil left the room, Horace immediately revealed a sinister expression.

"Sure enough, no matter how many times I see her, her figure is still amazing... How could I let such a good woman go when she came to my territory? Isn't the reason I became a bishop to experience happiness that others can't experience? Otherwise, who can do this crappy job?"

As one of the cancers in the church, Horace likes women very much, and nuns are of course no exception. Just by looking at Clotilde's gentle, reserved and holy face, he feels his cock hard!

But what Hollus would never have thought was that his ugly posture had actually been exposed long ago. As soon as Noah walked out of the room, he immediately began to observe his ugly appearance with the magic circle monitor.

Noah saw his obscene appearance completely, but he just smiled.

"Hurry, give it to me!"

Because Horace didn't know that Clothier was actually neither holy nor gentle nor subtle at the moment.

Clotil, who had been tortured by the lustful tattoo to the point of shortness of breath and blushing face, was now casting an extremely passionate look at Noah in another room.

Although it was a passionate gaze mixed with strong shame and reluctance, just tell me whether it was hot or not.

Therefore, Noah would just say lightly:

"If you want it, you have to come and get it yourself. You should know this rule, Miss Sister."

143. It is impossible not to be a nun

After experiencing such a terrible experience, Clotil's brain gradually calmed down and his body no longer felt hot.

"Gu, this kind of thing..."

The nun stood up from the ground, looked at the white on the ground, and immediately stepped on it with her high-heeled boots with a look of disgust, making the white that represented filth fly everywhere, and then was destroyed by her cleaning magic in mid-air.

Noah looked at her stepping on him as if to vent her emotions, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he thought it was really erotic.

Anyway, no matter how much the nun dislikes eroticism itself, it cannot change the fact that she was really erotic when her sexual pattern was activated just now.

But it would be bad to say nothing here, so Noah straightened his priest robe and said casually:

"There's no need to be so disgusted. You see, even if it happens, it's no big deal, right?"

Noah's tone made it clear that he didn't care.

However, this sentence made the nun very excited. She turned around quickly and scowled at Noah.

"This is a big problem! How can a person like you who has no faith at all understand? I did something that I absolutely cannot do! And I did it in a cathedral dedicated to the goddess!"

Clotil clenched his fists in anger, and his expression contained a hint of pain and sadness rather than pure rage.

How she wished that she had simply been violated by Noah, because then she would only have to hate Noah.

But the truth is not that simple.

Although she hated Noah now, she also hated herself equally.

Why couldn't she help it?

Not only did she make mistakes again and again, tarnishing the nun's identity, but she also made Father Noah make mistakes as well.

She was truly a sinner, and it would not be wrong to say that she was a heretic among the clergy in the church.

It was more like she was angry with herself than with Noah.

"…If it's so painful, why don't you give up your faith?"

Noah realized this and said something shocking in a frivolous tone that stunned Clotil.

Give up your faith! ?

How is that possible!?

She has been a nun since she was old enough to understand things, so are you going to let her give it up now? !

What a joke! Even though her body was engraved with ugly emblems, her spiritual faith has not been shaken, okay!