How Level Zero Devil Destroys Player Experience

"Cat ears, lily, loli, Bai Xue, I'm drawing, I'm drawing."

"Even I want to compete with them. That little girl is so cute. Her cat ears and tail are so cute."

"..."

So how to complain?

Is human imagination so rich?

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Chapter 92: Attack, Holy Monastery

"Hill, do you really want to wear this..."

"This is to avoid arousing suspicion. And your highness, did you not change into the underwear I gave you?"

"That's so embarrassing!"

"I'm worried that Your Highness might be accidentally exposed. The clothing design of the Holy See of Light has strict hierarchical classification, especially for a saint."

"Oh, this... this is okay, right?"

I carefully stepped out of the room.

The petite figure is wrapped in a white one-piece dress with gold edges. The shawl with intricate lace pattern covers the exposed skin, making her look gorgeous and elegant.

Although the hem of her skirt could only cover the mysterious area, the silver cape fastened to the tassels on her chest effectively blocked the scenery on both sides. The pure white stockings wrapped around her pair of tender legs, matched with the gold-rimmed short boots, perfectly showed her temperament of holiness and loveliness.

Coupled with the owner's originally delicate and lovable appearance, which was as beautiful as a doll, she was exactly the same as the saint who was ignorant of the world as described in the book.

"It really suits Your Highness."

Hill looked at the beautiful woman in front of him whom he had dressed up, and a rare smile of satisfaction appeared on his face, which usually showed no emotion.

But as the protagonist, I was not very happy. The reason was that this outfit seemed too exaggerated. When Hill said it was the style of the Holy Virgin of the Vatican, I didn't quite believe it.

However, Hill, who was very good in other aspects, seemed to not compromise on my dressing. In the end, I had no choice but to surrender and became like this according to Hill's wishes.

"Will this really work..." I played with the hem of my skirt and pouted.

"From now on, be mindful of your words and actions, Your Highness."

Hill came forward and put the veil on me, and also combed my slightly fluffy long golden hair (magic disguise modification).

"The veil and the long robe at the back can conceal the magic disguise, but you have to be careful not to reveal any flaws."

How can one reveal the secret to this extent? Would one have to do a frustrated forward bend and lift up one's butt at the same time?

So who would do such a shameful thing?

"Now that your highness is ready, we can set off."

While I was thinking about strange things, Hill had already changed into the attire of a nun.

But before the portal to the light camp was opened, she felt a small hand pulling at the corner of her clothes, and at the same time, a tiny voice was heard.

"Um, Hill..."

"What's the matter, Your Highness?"

"Can...can you teleport directly to the destination?"

Maybe it was because of the attire she was wearing, but a certain demon lady who always behaved strangely had a rare sense of shame.

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No matter how you think about it, the Demon King's City cannot be so extravagant as to build the coordinates of the portals in all places, and it is even more impossible to build the portal inside the enemy's home. That behavior is no different from a bald guy using his ultimate to reach the fountain on the opposite side, which is simply giving the enemy a head.

So a strange scene appeared on the streets of the town of Soma. The originally bustling crowd suddenly stopped making noise at a certain point in time and cast their eyes towards the center of the street.

There were two figures, one big and one small.

The tall nun has a beautiful and indifferent face. She has been living in a self-disciplined and rigid environment for many years, which has given her a cold and ascetic aura that makes it difficult for people to approach her.

The petite person next to her is completely different. Although she is dressed in complicated and gorgeous clothes, it is difficult to conceal the innocent nature of a child. Combined with her elegant and holy temperament, she has a unique and fascinating feeling.

Coupled with her beautiful and lovely face, she naturally attracted most of the attention.

So much so that wherever the two of them passed by, the people around them unconsciously made way for them, with a hint of surprise in their eyes, and whispered to their companions beside them.

Even the native residents of Soma, who were usually busy with their daily lives, stopped what they were doing and looked over, talking about the incident.

"Goddess of Light, I will be able to see the glory of the Saint one day. Praise Setia." The old believer of the goddess murmured to himself.

"The first sacrifice ceremony has not yet begun. The candidates for the saint should come out to gain experience and attract believers." The rational wise man told the truth.

"Father, I want to be a paladin." For the first time, the thirteen-year-old boy had his own thoughts.

"This saint must have an important mission!" Unlike these natives, many players thought so and followed her silently even after she left.

So, when they finally arrived outside the town, facing the gazes of almost all the residents and players of the town, the team behind them was already enough to form several dungeon exploration groups.

Fortunately, there are checkpoints of the monastery patrol around the White Partridge Woods, so Hill's and my attire did not arouse any suspicion, but the players were not so lucky and were all stopped.

"Finally I'm in." I looked around.

There are many religious buildings here, which are ancillary buildings of the monastery. There are many knights or clergymen wearing light armor coming and going. Most of them are very young, obviously candidate members or new recruits.

Not far away, solemn bells and poetry rang out, and a holy atmosphere filled the monastery. If it were an ordinary demon, it would have been suppressed to reveal its true form. However, with the blessing of our bloodline, Hill and I could easily handle it.

"It won't be so easy next time. Your Highness, please be careful. The Holy Light Monastery was able to become independent from the Church of Light and gain a foothold in the Orwin Empire. Its leader is not so easy to fool."

Hill reminded from the side.

Yes, the destination of our trip is the so-called Holy Light Monastery, the force that opposed Lilina, her incarnation, in the [Eternal Night of Bloodthirsty Frenzy].

But I am not too worried. After all, the person they want to capture is Lilina. What does it have to do with me, the candidate for Saint Sophielina?

The candidate for Saint Sophielina, the granddaughter of Bishop White Lion, one of the seven bishops of the Church of Light of the Orwyn Empire, has been secretly trained as a candidate for Saint since childhood.

Its appearance and strength are so mysterious that even many priests who have been in office for decades are unaware of them. This is the case for the Holy See of Light, not to mention the independent Holy Light Monastery located in the Gruin region.

Hill's investigation results, which is also the reason why I feel at ease using the other party's identity in disguise.

As for the other point, it is nothing more than that.

"This is the handwritten order of Bishop White Lion. Please inform the head of the monastery that Her Highness the Saint Candidate Sophielina is here to discuss important matters."

Standing in front of the main building of the Holy Light Monastery, Hill handed the golden handwritten edict to the knight captain guarding the door in a dignified manner.

The handwritten edict in Hill's hand is naturally the product I created through energy. In fact, if it weren't a special item that required personal possession before creation①, I wouldn't have bothered Sister Maple Leaf to trigger the hidden task of the previous life. But this way, I can be said to have killed two birds with one stone.

As for whether the handwritten edict will be seen as a forgery, I am not too worried about that. Hill has investigated and found that there is no such thing as the Eye of Truth in the Holy Light Monastery, and the method of sensing breath is useless for products created by energy.

Moreover, just to be on the safe side, I spent a full 50 energy points to create this decree. If it were to be seen through, I would immediately go to the Consumers Association to complain that Alice was selling counterfeit and shoddy products.

The Paladin Captain nodded, took it respectfully and walked into the building. Just as I watched him disappear through the door, I felt some furtive glances at me.

But when I turned to look at the paladins guarding the door, they all put on serious expressions as if facing a great enemy, stood up straight, and did not dare to meet my gaze.

Strange, am I that scary?

I tilted my head in confusion.

But before I could think about it, the knight captain had already walked out of the building again and returned the handwritten note to Hill, "Respected Princess Sophielina, Lady Claire is waiting for you inside."

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①: The special task props created can trigger tasks, but special tasks are generally unique.

Chapter 93: The Demon King Comes to Ask for Sponsorship

The scene in the parliament hall seemed a little different from what I had imagined, or it was hard to imagine such a scene in a monastery that believed in the Holy Light.

The heavy curtains blocked the light from outside the window, and the candles hanging on the wall were not very bright. The vague halo burning in the dark hall made it seem even dimmer.

The places on both sides of the hall where the candlelight could not reach seemed to be full of people, whispering and discussing something.

Although he couldn't see clearly, it was obvious that after he stepped into the parliament hall, he could feel that everyone's eyes were focused on him and Hill, or it should be said that most of them were directed towards him.

It was like a wild beast hiding in the shadows, and the dark atmosphere in the hall gave people an inexplicable feeling of tension.

I couldn't help but lean towards Hill next to me and muttered in a voice that only the two of us could hear.

"It feels even scarier than the Demon King's Castle."

Hill looked straight ahead, and his cold voice echoed throughout the hall without any ups and downs, pointing directly at the tall figure sitting at the head of the hall.

"Her Highness Sophielina came here with the White Lion Bishop's order and has no ill intentions. Lady Claire does not need to use such means to put pressure on us."

"I'm very sorry. My subordinates and I are used to this kind of environment. I didn't expect to cause discomfort to Her Highness Sophielina and Miss Hill."

The woman with long black hair sitting at the first seat in the hall said apologetically. Her voice was a little low and magnetic, and one could feel the sincerity in it.

She stood up from the seat and walked down the stairs. People on both sides of the hall also left their seats, extinguished the candles on the walls, and pulled up the curtains.

When the sunlight came through the windows again, illuminating the entire meeting hall brightly, the woman sitting in the first seat had already come forward.

With the help of the bright light, I could see the other person's face clearly. Although she was not very beautiful, the heroic look between her eyebrows and her angular face added a lot of color to her.

It is hard to imagine that such a person can stay in a dim environment without any discomfort and call it a "habit".

However, I didn't know much about the Holy Light Monastery in my previous life, and even less about its leader Claire. It is not impossible that people in high positions would have some unspeakable preferences.

"My name is Claire, Her Highness Sophielina. It is the honor of my life to meet you. Praise the Holy Light."

Although Claire's name sounds masculine, as the only daughter in an ancient paladin family, it is not surprising to be called Lancelot. On the contrary, this name adds a unique charm to her.

But when she walked up to me, I didn't expect Claire to kneel down on one knee, chanting "Praise the Holy Light" while holding my hand and giving me a light kiss.

There was no trace of falsehood in the other party's sincere tone. On the contrary, it seemed to carry a subtle, suppressed hint of excitement.

Not right.

However, I sensed something strange. As a candidate for the Saint, it was not necessary for me to receive such courtesy from the leader of the Holy Light Monastery.

Thinking back to what Hill had said before, how could the Monastery of Holy Light be able to become independent from the Church of Light and gain a foothold in the Orwin Empire? It was impossible for their leader to do such an abnormal thing.

Is it a test?

I secretly became alert, but now I had to respond accordingly to the other party's courtesy.

Thinking of this, I did as Hill said, and smiled like a saint lady who knew nothing about the world, "Master Claire, you are too polite."

Similarly, Claire also performed the knight's salute to Hill next to her, but it was not as solemn as mine. Although it might be due to the difference in status, I always feel that there seems to be something special about me.

After the routine scenes and courtesies, Claire dismissed everyone else, leaving Hill and I in the reception room next to the meeting hall.

"The last time we received a special envoy from the Holy See was more than a year ago. I wonder why the White Lion Bishop ordered Her Highness Sophielina to come this time?"

"Lord Claire..."

"Your Highness, you can just call me Claire. There's no need to be so formal."

It's obviously you who are reserved.

Looking at the stern expression of the female knight opposite me, I couldn't help but want to complain. Moreover, if she wanted to get closer to her in order to pave the way for her unknown motives later, why didn't she let go of her title?

But anyway, this is not a detail that needs to be paid attention to, and it can also avoid being accused of padding the word count, so I didn’t take it to heart.

"That's offensive, Sophielina. Claire, do you know if there's anything unusual happening around the Zekala Mountains recently?"

Claire thought for a moment after hearing this. Her excellent memory quickly allowed her to find the key from the recent report. "The town of Soma has recently asked the Holy Light Monastery to borrow manpower to garrison the Black Prison Forest. Is what your Highness said related to this?"

"Yes, there have been strange changes in the Black Prison Forest. I don't know the details, but I know something demon-related has appeared. The Vatican's secret envoy in the Gruin region reported this to Grandfather. It just so happens that I also need to go out for training, so I was handed over to handle this matter."

I briefly described the situation in the Black Prison Forest and explained the cause and effect of the matter. The logic was very complete because I had prepared it in advance.

Although it has been a long time since the great war between the dark camp and the light camp, the major empires on the continent have enjoyed decades of peace. However, in fact, the remnants of the demons still brought many hidden dangers to the light camp after the war, and Tracey is one of them.

Therefore, after the word "demon" was mentioned, Claire's attitude suddenly became cautious. "Tomorrow I will immediately gather people to follow His Highness to the Black Prison Forest to investigate the cause of the change."

The paladins and clergy in the Holy Light Monastery are generally above level 160, not to mention the elite ones. As the leader, Claire is a hero of level 240. Only the trainee members or the new recruits who have just joined seem to be much lower in level.

So at your level, if you go there, you will definitely destroy the copy I worked so hard to create.

"No, Grandfather has told us not to alert the enemy."

I didn't expect Claire to be so serious about this matter, so I quickly shook my head and found a suitable excuse.