They recognized their feelings, but the knight had been reincarnated as a fox cub

The more Feitao thought about it, the more depressed she felt. After wiping herself clean, she tied her belt and left the public toilet.

Back on the bench, Fei Tao curled up her body. The chair was too hard, so in order to sleep more comfortably she used the big tail as a blanket. Just as she was about to continue sleeping, her little nose sniffed and her little brows frowned.

Speaking of which...

This set of clothes was what she took with her when she ran away from home thirty years ago. Although she has hardly used it, she has worn it for thirty years at most, right?

Over the past few decades, this dress was forgotten by her along with her identity as a nine-tailed fox. Fortunately, the dress was of very good quality and it still looked as good as new after being worn for thirty years.

This cloth was made by the old witch using the blood of her fox demon and the skin of the heart of a thousand-year-old velvet beast. Since Fei Tao's own blood was used, this piece of clothing has a connection with Fei Tao and can be summoned at any time.

This piece of clothing has a certain degree of protection against magic and mental spells, and can also adjust to cool or warm according to the temperature difference.

But even so, this piece of clothing has been worn for too long. No matter how durable it is, it is inevitable that it will be stained with odor and sweat.

Looking at the lovely and dreamy white-haired little fox girl in the church's bronze mirror, Fei Tao's eyes unconsciously flashed with deep disgust.

She had many enemies in her life, but few personal enemies, and only one person she truly hated.

And this person happened to be her biological mother.

She resented her and feared her, but the fear was greater than the resentment, to the point that she hated everything related to her, including the genes and appearance inherited from her.

If she wasn't obsessed with mysophobia, she would have to wash her clothes thoroughly. She didn't want to stay in the fox state for even a moment.

The complete acceptance of her human identity and the complete denial of her Nine-Tails identity are a means of self-protection for Feitao.

She selectively forgot that memory, not allowing herself to recall the unforgettable horror.

Get to work.

The soft fox ears moved. Fei Tao pulled her sleeves to her nose and sniffed them. She then threw off her clogs, pulled up the hems of her white stockings with both hands, and pulled her over-the-knee socks down her legs. Her skin, white as snow, was gradually exposed to the moonlight.

Fei Tao took off the white silk and put it close to her nose to sniff it.

Although it not only does not stink but also has a floral scent, sweat stains are inevitable. After all, I have worn it for so long, it is indeed time to wash it.

But...........

Fei Tao pouted and looked worried.

She only has this one piece of clothing and no other changes of clothes. If this one is washed, what will she wear?

Although I don't like this dress, at least it fits me. I can't be naked, right?

Although she still has one on her human body, it doesn't fit her well, and there's no guarantee that she won't turn into a fox uncontrollably like she did tonight?

Besides, I’m so sleepy now…

Looking at the clothes on her body, Fei Tao gritted her teeth, jumped off the bench, found a wooden basin and washboard in the church's debris pile, washed them clean, and then circled them around to make sure there was no one around before slowly taking off her clothes.

Top, skirt, stockings, bellyband and some triangular shaped fabric.

The soft little hands pinched the cloth, which was still warm.

Throw all the clothes into the basin. At this time, the silver-haired little fox girl was only wearing a pair of wooden clogs. Suddenly, the spring scenery appeared, and it was all white.

Fei Tao found a stool to make up for her height deficiency, and sat on it to wash her clothes and underwear despite feeling sleepy. The flexible tails behind her subconsciously covered her private parts.

"Ahh~" After Fei Tao yawned countless times, she finally finished washing all the clothes.

Quite satisfied.

Next is drying the clothes.

Things like heating have always been in the realm of magic, and mental skills are almost all about physics.

In the past, Fei Tao couldn't do it, but now her body is overflowing with magic. Even though she hasn't learned any magic, she can still do it by copying others.

Putting the wet clothes on the bench, Fei Tao stretched out her hands, closed her eyes slightly, and concentrated all the thoughts in her heart on her small palms.

The magic stored in her blood was transmitted to her hands under the guidance of her consciousness, releasing high heat.

The use of magic elements and intention are similar in some aspects. Both are guided by will and transmit power, but the use of magic elements has greater potential and upper limits than intention.

Of course, whether it is intention or magic element, it takes energy to use it.

Fei Tao opened her fox eyes tiredly.

"Ahh~" She yawned again. She really couldn't stand it anymore after not sleeping in the middle of the night.

After he put on the dried clothes, the fox blood in his body stopped boiling.

Fei Tao turned back into human form, put on the armor that had just been casually thrown on the ground, and returned to the bench to catch up on her sleep.

There's still the second half of the night, so just sleep as long as you can.

one-one-one-one-one

Half a month passed, and Fate had almost adapted to the daily work in the church.

"Mr. Guard, where is the godfather of your church? I have something I want to confess to him."

"The Godfather is out today. If you have any questions, you can consult the nuns in this church."

"But, Mr. Guard, Miss Sister is also busy. Are there other clergy in your church?"

"............" Fate said nothing and looked calmly at the man who asked him questions. His meaning was very clear.

So close.

"Uh, uh, then..." The man pursed his lips and stared at Fate for a long time, as if he was planning to settle for the second best.

"I seem to have heard from the nun that you used to be a knight, right?"

"Ah."

"Then, as the servant of the Knight Commander of Dawn, you are also a clergyman. I wonder if you have time to listen to my confession."

Fate was silent for a moment.

"Sir, the so-called repentance is just to make your heart feel less condemned by your conscience. Instead of bowing your head and repenting to an illusory god, it is better to do something substantial and meaningful."

"Ah? This......"

"What? Sir, your confession only stops at condemnation in your heart, but never puts it into action?" Fate tilted his head. "Then there is no need for you to confess, after all, it doesn't matter whether you confess or not."

"........." The man wanted to say something, but found that he could not refute the other party.

The truth is always hard to hear but impossible to refute.

The man left, but the flow of people in the church did not decrease. Faced with so many believers coming and going to worship, the church was obviously short of staff.

"Mr. Guard, what you just said was biased. I think the Knight Commander of Dawn is willing to listen to the confessions of the believers..."

"You are right." Fate did not refute directly.

Faced with Fate's attitude, the middle-aged man was somewhat indignant.

The Knight Commander of Dawn must be very happy to see believers repent of their wrong behaviors and give them guidance tirelessly.

It’s a pity that this guard used to be a knight and he really has no idea about the Knight Commander of Dawn.

"Mr. Guard, I don't think you know enough about the Knight Commander of Dawn..."

"I'm sorry, sir. I got off work just a second ago. Let's talk tomorrow if you have anything to say." Just as the middle-aged man was about to say something, Fate heard the bell and immediately packed up his things and went back to the church, leaving the man alone in a daze.

Leave work on time and never work overtime.

Chapter 26: 25~Did you really do nothing? ?

"May the dawn light that pierces the haze guide you, sir." After sending away the last repentant believer, the nun restrained her business-like smile and rubbed her temples with a little fatigue. When she raised her eyes, she saw the armored man walking in from the door.

Mr. Fitt is still as punctual as ever, and he never works even a second longer than usual.

Well, the security in Batti City is very good anyway. As long as you are not too unlucky, there will basically be no security incidents.

It was time to get off work, and the believers left the church one after another, and the nuns also prepared to go to the lounge to change clothes.

At this moment, a loud but weak shout caught the attention of everyone in the church.

"Let me go! What are you doing? You're going to break my hand! Is this how you entertain people who come to pray at the Dawn Church?" a skinny man yelled at the top of his voice.

Rowling was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw that the man who was as thin as a bamboo pole had his wrist clamped by someone, his face turning blue in pain.

"Mr. Fate, what are you doing? Let this gentleman go."

"Sister, please do me justice! I didn't do anything." Seeing Rowling coming to the rescue, the man immediately changed his expression.

Fate turned a deaf ear to Rowling's words. His clear and sharp eyes shot out from the gap in his helmet, as if they could penetrate the soul of the person in front of him.

"Are you sure you didn't do anything?" Fate asked word by word.

"Of course! Can you please stop accusing good people?"

"Very good." Fate looked up. "Sir, I'm sorry that you have missed the opportunity to confess your mistake and turn yourself in."

"What do you mean by admitting your mistake? I don't understand what you are saying!" Seeing more and more people gathering around, the man shouted, trying to break free from Fate's restraints.

"Everyone saw it clearly. You, a guard of the Dawnbreak Church, bullied people in public!"

"Mr. Fate." The nun looked more serious. She knew that if this matter was not handled properly, it would have an impact on the reputation of the local Dawn Church and even the Dawn Church across the country.

"Bullying? Sir, since you didn't do anything, why are you so anxious?" Fate's words were still calm.

"How could I be anxious? Besides, you suddenly rushed over and grabbed me and wouldn't let go, how could I not be anxious?!" the man continued to be stubborn.

"In that case." Fate took a step back and called out to the crowd. "Everyone, don't leave in a hurry. Sometimes it's prudent to watch the fun. Please check your wallet carefully to see if it's still there."

The believers looked at each other, as if they had thought of something, and checked their pockets.

Sure enough, the wallets of three believers in the crowd were missing.

"Don't worry, everyone. Fortunately, the criminal didn't have time to escape from the scene." Fate said.

Upon hearing this, the onlookers, including Rowling, all turned their eyes to the man.

"You! What do you mean? Are you saying that I'm a thief who stole your wallet? Don't frame me!"

"Any explanation is pale and powerless, so I never try to make any explanation." Fate said, then turned to look at the man.

“Facts speak louder than words.”

"Sir, since you say you are not a thief who steals wallets, please show me your pockets to see if there is really no one else's wallet in them."

"Why should I prove my innocence?! I didn't do anything, why?"

"If you are innocent and it is later found out that I framed you, I will resign on the spot and kneel down to apologize to you." Fate stared at the man. "It's just showing your pockets. It's a piece of cake for you, right?"

"You try so hard to cover up the truth, and people will inevitably wonder if you are guilty of something."

The words are righteous and decisive, which makes people quite convincing.

"You........." The man pointed at Fate, his face turned red, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"If I have falsely accused you, I will pay it back."

"But if not." Fate took a step forward, and the cold armor was close to the man.

"Sir, you are going to pay for what you have done."

"You are a lunatic, I won't argue with you!" Seeing more people surrounding him, the man became anxious and wanted to run away immediately. Fate was quick-witted and grabbed his collar with his backhand, held one of his arms, pinned him to the ground, and pressed his knee against his back.

The three people whose wallets had been stolen looked at each other and immediately stepped forward to search the man's pockets when they saw the man's suspicious reaction.

"Yes, it's my wallet!"

"Ha, it really is this bastard! I always thought he was not a good person!"

Even after the truth came out, the man still wanted to continue arguing.

"Well, maybe you stole the wallet and put it in my pocket to frame me!"

"Sir, do you believe what you said?" Fate tilted his head. "Let's not talk about why I would blame someone who has no grudges against me in the past. What is my motive for doing this to hurt others and not benefit myself?"

"Besides that, I have been standing outside the door since this morning. How could I have the time to commit the crime?"

The onlookers were not fools. They immediately understood what kind of person this thin man was and immediately notified the local security station.

Since only knights had the power to enforce the law, all the police stations would do was to take the man away and detain him, waiting for the knights sent by the tribunal to arrive and then convict him.

Whether it is imprisonment or labor reform is no longer up to him.

The crowd who came to watch the fun left, and Fate was about to go off work. Rowling looked at Fate with a thoughtful look on her face.