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

But Noah didn't care about his words and actions at all. He was smiling almost all the time and lived a happy life.

Isn't this strange?

"...Wait a minute, am I envious of him?...No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible. The goddess will not approve of a free and unrestrained way of life. Yes, abstinence is the right way. How can humans indulge their desires at will?"

Because he felt something was wrong inside, Clotil thought about it carefully and denied his envy of Noah.

Even if it was true, she would not admit it now, otherwise it would be no different from betraying the church.

As if to prove that she was right, Clotil immediately returned to the cathedral and began her duties as a nun.

Because only by doing things that are in line with her identity as a nun can she temporarily forget the things that confuse and trouble her.

The confessional is very small. There are two rooms that can be entered separately. There is an open partition between the two rooms. When the partitions are closed, you cannot see each other's faces. You can only hear each other's voices through the round holes in the partition and see a little bit of clothes.

This is the place where people with troubles and sins in their hearts can confess to the goddess. It is specially used by believers who cannot feel at ease with ordinary prayers and must have nuns or priests listen to them to feel at ease.

In general, it is rarely used, so there is no need for the priest or nun to sit in the room waiting.

Just now when she returned to the cathedral, she happened to see Bishop Horace asking other nuns if they were free to go to the confessional to listen to the confessions of believers, so she took the opportunity to enter the confessional in place of the other nuns.

It must be said that in this sacred and small space, Clotil can get a rare sense of peace.

It seemed that only here could she forget her sins and become just an ordinary nun.

She sat up straight, folded her hands lightly on her legs, closed her eyes and waited quietly for the believers to arrive.

About two or three minutes later, Clotil heard footsteps.

That was the sound of high-heeled boots hitting the ground.

Judging from the crispness of the sound, the heels of the high-heeled boots were not particularly thin, and they were not the kind of shoes worn at high-class dinners. Anyone who wore such shoes on a daily basis was most likely an adventurer.

Judging from the frequency of her footsteps, the other person's height is above the standard and her footsteps are very light, so she should be a very young female believer.

And judging from the fact that the voice was much softer than normal, this young female believer was probably a very polite person.

...Is it because you feel guilty for killing too many monsters during your adventure?

Obviously there is no need to care, because all monsters deserve to die, and even the existence of alien races is wrong.

Before the other party entered the confessional and sat down, Clotil had already started thinking about how to help him solve his problem.

In the teachings of the Goddess, humans are the noblest and most sublime creatures, while monsters are the exact opposite, being lowly and despicable. Alien races that are in the middle and do not believe in the existence of the Goddess are considered inferior races.

Legend has it that the existence of these non-human creatures is because the evil gods who disobeyed the goddess left trouble for the goddess before they were sealed.

Humph, Evil God, what a name that makes people frown just by hearing it.

Because he accidentally thought of the evil god, Clotil couldn't help but feel disgusted subconsciously.

Fortunately, the believer had already walked into the confessional and sat on the opposite side of the partition, so Clotil quickly calmed himself down and got back into the state he should be in.

"...Please start your confession, lost lamb. As long as you sincerely repent and never commit the same sin again, the great goddess will forgive your sins and absolve your crimes."

Unlike when she often lost control in front of Noah, in front of outsiders, and in the sacred confessional, it can be said that Clotilde's nun temperament was greatly improved.

She was so outstanding that other nuns could take her as a role model. The volume and speed of her voice were all impeccable. She didn't give people the feeling that she was too harsh and scary, nor did she give people the feeling that she was too weak and loving.

Not even Sister Belinda, who had been a nun longer than her, could have been so perfect.

Clotil's training in both combat and ordinary nunhood is impeccable, and there is no problem in saying that she is a nun that the church is proud of.

Normally, no matter what sinful things the other party said, Clotil would not be unable to hold back and break down.

But alas, today is not an ordinary day.

Clotil was stunned by the first words the other party said after sitting down.

"…Sister Clothier, don't you feel ashamed when you say this?"

It was the voice of a young woman who was suppressing her anger. Not only did she call out her name right away, but she also seemed to know something about it.

This immediately made Clotil panic because he could handle everything perfectly as long as it was within the rules, but would be unable to cope with anything outside the rules.

Huh!? What does she mean by this?

"…What do you mean?"

Since he couldn't think of an answer, Clotil had to give up simply listening and instead took the initiative to ask the other party why he said that.

"Don't play dumb! Sister Clotilde! I heard everything just now. You actually said such shameless things to a priest! Are you still a nun?"

But she didn't expect that her confused questions would cause the other party to burst out with his suppressed anger. Even through the partition, she could imagine how angry the other party was.

"!?"

However, Clotil was in no mood to calm the other party's anger at this moment, because she had been so shocked by the other party's remarks that she felt as if she had been hit by lightning magic, and she froze in her seat.

Oops, this is awful! ! ! ! !

The sinful conversation between her and Noah was heard by believers ahh ...

160. I won’t tell you when some gods are anxious

Clotil panicked.

Of course I panicked. Or rather, how could I not panic?

However, she really forgot about the possibility of being exposed at that time, and only thought about refuting Noah. She didn't expect that someone would hear their conversation nearby!

And now Noah's people! Save her!

Didn't we agree to help her cover it up so that others wouldn't find out?!

This made the nun very anxious. She was sweating profusely on the other side of the partition. Her expression was stiff, her limbs were cold, and even her brain was confused for a while.

Calm down, Clotil! It's not the end of the road yet!

Fortunately, the two were not sitting face to face at this time, so Clotil's blood bar had not been completely emptied.

She bit her lower lip, clenched her hands, and subconsciously made a prayer gesture, but she was not thinking about the goddess giving her a miracle. Instead, she was desperately thinking about what words she could use to deceive the other party.

She was able to think quickly and came up with an explanation under the circumstances.

——Oh, come to think of it, her conversation with Noah didn't clearly state what they were doing in the cathedral! It works! Just explain it this way!

"Miss, you misunderstood. The two times I mentioned to the priest were two combat training sessions inside the church. I am a special nun who also fights against heretics. It is indeed rude to fight fiercely in a sacred cathedral. I admit this, but this is my personal peculiarity. Please understand... Doesn't this statement convince you?"

Although Clotil seemed quite calm when she said this, she was actually so nervous that her heart was about to explode on the other side of the partition.

"..."

Especially the other party's silence, which made Clotil feel that time had never passed so slowly and heavily.

It was as if the air around her had materialized and was pressing down on her.

"...I understand. I will trust you now."

And when the other person's voice softens and is no longer so annoyed.

Clotil was truly relieved, and his clenched hands loosened some of their strength, making his expression more relaxed.

"Do you think I would say that? You heretical nun who betrayed the goddess!"

"?!"

However, what Clotil did not expect was that the other party actually said this on purpose.

The purpose was to force open the partition between the two rooms from the opposite side at the moment she relaxed and show her anger.

Clotil was indeed shocked by the other party's sudden action.

But what shocked her most was the other party's identity.

There was a layer of pink highlights in the front of her pure white long hair, and her front hair was so long that it almost covered a pair of enchanting light pink eyes. Her pretty and delicate face was full of anger, and looking down, she was wearing a special nun's uniform with a side slit that was almost to the waist.

Yes, Clotil knew each other.

Mainly I have seen her when looking in the mirror.

“Eh!? Me, me?!”

Looking at his other self, Clotil's eyes opened as wide as possible.

——No, that's not right! How could there be another me? There must be something strange! I must leave this narrow confessional immediately!

Although she was shocked by the appearance before her, her natural fighting instincts still made her feel that something was wrong, and she immediately rushed out of the confessional and assumed physical combat moves.

But something even more surprising happened, because the other party actually rushed out almost at the same time, and made the same movements as her as if it was a mirror image.

This bizarre situation really shocked Clotil.

"Yes! That's right! I am you! I am Sister Clotil! The goddess came to this world from another world to correct your mistakes!"

But Clotil's surprise was far from over, because the other party rushed towards her while stating the shocking fact.

——Eh!? A goddess!?

Because she heard something even more bizarre, Clotil was pounced on before she had time to react, and the other party skillfully lifted up the front skirt of her nun's uniform, exposing the obscene tattoo carved by the demon directly inside the cathedral.

"Look! This is a sinful pattern! You can still say you haven't committed any crime! There are obscene patterns carved on your abdomen, but you shamelessly say you haven't done it. If this isn't a heretic, then what are you? Please be ashamed of yourself!"

Another nun who claimed to be Clothier showed a look of disgust and hatred the moment she saw the obscene tattoo, and even looked up at Clothier and asked her why she had concealed it.

"?@￥%…&*()——"

Unfortunately, the developments were so shocking that Clotil was unable to follow them.

Was she suddenly pushed down by her other self in the cathedral?

And the other party claimed to be sent by the goddess?

So who is she?

Was she some other person who thought she was Clotilde?

Clotil's mind was in a mess and she had no time to react. Instead, she looked at the other nun subconsciously with a confused face.

But this made the other nun angry.

Gu! What a shameful reaction! I never thought that I would fall into such a shameful state in this world! I should just use purification magic!

For the other nun, the current situation is also very complicated.

Because for her, who has not yet lost to the lust demon, it is impossible for her to be forcibly engraved with lust tattoos.

It must be that I in this world have corrupted myself on my own initiative. In this case, I must eliminate the root of my corruption, which is lust/mark.

She placed her palm on Clotil's lower abdomen, using direct contact to maximize the purification magic, determined to purify the damn lustful mark.

But this was the lust mark that she could never get rid of in her life. If it could be purified by purification magic, Clotil would have done it long ago.

“Wait a minute?!?——!?”

In fact, not only is the lust pattern immune to purification magic, it will even be activated actively due to the stimulation of purification magic.

Although he didn't understand the current situation, Clotil, who felt that his other self was about to do something stupid, immediately spoke out to try to stop it.

However, it was too late. Stimulated by the purification magic, the lust/mark directly activated the defense mechanism and reached its maximum value.

This made Clotil stick out her belly and couldn't help but let out an alluring sound from her mouth.

"Hey! Stop yelling so obscenely! Just bear with it! Aren't you a nun?"

The other nun thought that the obscene tattoo was lit up because it was about to be purified, and did not care about her own obscene voice.

Instead, he continued to use purification magic, and even pressed his lower abdomen with his hands to force Clotil's raised body back to the floor.

But she didn't know yet that this would soon lead to something she would regret.

If Noah wasn't paying attention to the victim and the yellow-haired guy, he would definitely advise her not to do that.

But unfortunately, Noah is a bit busy in the capital today and can't care about what's happening here.

Instead, the one who saw this scene was Her Royal Highness the Princess, who had originally scheduled a showdown with Clotilde in the confessional.

At this time, Valentina, who had changed her clothes, was standing at the door with a black parasol. She wanted to ask Clotilde's last words in this nun's favorite place, and then send Clotilde to the goddess.

As soon as I came in, I saw two nuns who looked the same entangled in a strange and ambiguous posture.

Her Royal Highness the Princess was stunned for a moment.

...Huh? What's going on! ?

Could it be that one of the 'Clotirs' is her god? !