Reject me, you damn woman.

"What a coincidence, Miss Theresa, you are here too."

The one who made the sound and held Lin En's vagina in her mouth was none other than Theresa, who was sent out of the academy unwillingly by Solgana under Lin En's arrangement.

In response to Lin En's greeting, the latter simply hummed softly, but did not stop Lin En from admiring his new outfit.

Theresa was actually wearing a nun's uniform, but it was not the plain black robe of an ordinary nun. The silk threads sewing the upper body were mixed with solid black armor plates, which looked like decorations and also like armor plates, outlining the curve of the chest and the slender waist.

In contrast to this armor-like upper body is the wildly high-slit hem. At this moment, Theresa is leaning against the wall with her arms folded. As she moves, her long legs wrapped in matte black stockings appear particularly slender and plump.

However, if the person trying to enjoy this scene was not Lin En, the flying knife hidden in Theresa's inner thigh would probably have blinded her eyes before the malicious gaze reached her.

In other words, the purpose of designing this dress with a somewhat restrained high-slit skirt is to make it easier to grab weapons from under the skirt.

The only thing missing is a cross and an iron mask; this is the standard attire of the God Razor, the Hound Sister.

Lin En couldn't help but silently give a thumbs up in his heart. Those old men in the Church Country who were engaged in uniform design were really talented.

Theresa said coldly:

"It's indeed a coincidence. However, if I hadn't sought refuge here, His Royal Highness might never have planned to look for me, right?"

"How could that be? I just happen to be busy these days."

Lin En smiled, and just when the atmosphere was a little awkward, a low cough came from behind, and Father Arnel walked out of a room. The old priest with a compassionate face seemed to be unable to read the atmosphere in front of him. He walked to Lin En a little inappropriately, made a cross on his chest, and bowed:

"It's nice to see you again, Your Highness Lynn."

"Me too, Father Arnel."

Lynn also nodded slightly.

As the two of them exchanged glances, Father Arnel suddenly whispered:

"Miss Theresa knew that the prince would be coming today, so she put it on specially."

Lynn turned her head and saw Theresa unconsciously lifting her hair, and couldn't help but smile.

It was indeed Lin En's intention not to look for Theresa during this period. After all, after Mordiana's death, there were too many eyes on Lin En. If he went to see Theresa at this time, this sharp blade in the shadow would be of little significance once it was exposed to the light.

However, Lin En had always been aware of the latter's movements. After learning from Shadow Knight's spies that Theresa had gone to the Church of Mother Earth, Lin En felt relieved and no longer paid attention to her.

It was not until both the Empire and the Demon Clock Tower tacitly agreed that the incident had subsided that he came to visit after sending a secret letter.

Theresa was not an idiot. After slightly expressing her inner dissatisfaction, she decided to stop while she was ahead.

She said:

"Recently, there are several new rats in the imperial capital. Some of them are old acquaintances of mine. Do you need me to help you deal with them?"

Theresa's old acquaintances were naturally the arcane assassins kept in the Magic Clock Tower. However, these guys who used to make Lin En feel like he was facing a formidable enemy were now just a few crabs. After thinking for a while, Lin En shook his head.

"No need, Shadow Knight will take care of them. If it's convenient for you, Miss Theresa, just provide the characteristics and abilities of those people."

"it is good."

Theresa suppressed her fleeting emotions and nodded calmly. After hesitating for a moment, she couldn't help but ask:

"Then is there anything else I can do?"

Obviously, the girl has a clear idea of ​​her own position.

Unlike Lynn’s classmates, friends, and even good sisters, Theresa is just Theresa.

The two are just allies who use each other.

Once upon a time, she was Lin En's only sharp weapon hidden in the dark.

And now, after resolving the crisis brought by Mordiana, Lin En has gained the recognition of a considerable number of Shadow Knights, the Queen's Guards, and even the Red Dragon Legion.

Both the Empress and Quinn would be happy to give him more power.

After having the Shadow Knights, the most loyal White Glove organization in the Empire, working for her, her existence seemed to become the only insignificant person around Lin En.

Just as a faint sense of loss lingered in Theresa's heart, Lynn's voice suddenly rang out again:

"Don't belittle yourself, Miss Theresa. There is indeed one thing that requires you to do well."

"What is it?"

Theresa asked subconsciously.

Hearing this question, Lynn couldn't help but chuckle.

It's a really good question, but in fact, he is the one who is least clear about Miss Theresa's future plans.

Novi will start from the grassroots level and practice to become the "Empress", Elena only needs to wait for herself to accumulate strength, and Historia needs a stimulation that is enough to make her realize.

But Lynn had no plans for Theresa.

This is not to say that Lynn doesn't care about the other party, but in fact, Lynn came to the conclusion after careful consideration that he should do nothing for Miss Theresa's growth.

He simply left Miss Theresa in the dormitory and did nothing about it. She advanced her weak arcanist level to the fourth ring.

She just told her some truths that she had long suspected. The few pieces of information she casually provided had already caused the Magic Clock Tower to suffer heavy losses and was in a state of panic.

It was just a matter of letting Miss Theresa wait for the right time to act. Her first appearance and attack directly and accurately brought death to a ring-level arcanist.

Because this is a world in a book. As the story develops, there will be something like "fate" that will send the characters to the pinnacle they are destined to reach.

Perhaps as an "outsider", Lin En can change part of these stories, such as Novi who went from a supporting role to the protagonist, but for others, he is happy to see it happen.

As for Miss Theresa, no matter how the plot develops, no matter how the world changes, her story will not end with her being an unknown shadow killer who is only a vassal of others.

She is not an assassin.

She is an Avenger.

Driven by fate, she will eventually become the tower's most feared enemy, constantly advancing and burning until either she or the tower collapses first.

Lynn imprisoned Theresa for a long time and protected her for a long time, until he was sure that both sides had survived the initial life-threatening crisis.

Now, it is time for the Avengers' wrath to be unleashed and burn wildly.

"Ms. Theresa, I told you before that you are free."

"From today on, you can do whatever you want and go wherever you want, but I only ask of you one thing."

Lin En stared straight into those red eyes and said solemnly:

“That is to survive.”

As long as you can survive, you will eventually become the tower's most terrifying enemy and my, Lynn Norton's most hidden and powerful...ally.

Theresa's eyes trembled, as if she had thought of something, and a blush appeared on her cheeks. She glanced at the bald Father Arnel beside them, and finally turned her head away and replied softly:

"Okay, you too."

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Lynn's heart ached suddenly.

It's not you... Is it possible that I am discussing something with you seriously? Can you just forget about being in love?

Anyway, as long as the meaning is conveyed.

After taking a last look at Lynn, Theresa suddenly took off her nun's veil, rushed to Lynn, stuffed the veil into Lynn's chest pocket, and at the same time touched his face like a dragonfly touching the water.

Then, the calm Miss Killer fled away.

"Remember to return this to me next time we meet, Lynn Norton."

"I'll remember that."

With a slight smile, Lin En casually put the veil that still carried the fragrance of the girl's hair into the storage ring, and looked at the old priest who had been silent.

Arnel Terenas.

At this time, the taciturn and compassionate cardinal slowly straightened his back after making sure that Miss Theresa had left, and for a moment, he smiled gently.

At that moment, Lin En's nostrils twitched slightly, as if he smelled the blood entering his nasal cavity.

It was the old man in front of him who saved him from the subsequent attack of the Snake of Fate, and even scared the latter so much that he sold Mordiana, who might still be saved, and ran away.

It's not because the other party is a cardinal.

But it’s because of the old man’s other identity.

The most terrifying and violent organization of the Theocracy, the Inquisition’s top executioner—the “Butcher” Bishop.

"I am really surprised, Father, that the most vicious knife-wielder in the Church actually came from the most merciful church."

Lynn looked past Father Arnel and towards the statue of the Mother Goddess of Mercy behind him, and said calmly.

"It's just some old things that are hard to talk about. I'm sorry to make you laugh, Your Highness."

Father Arnel lowered his head again, turning back into the kind-hearted and somewhat silly old man, seemingly unaware of the teasing tone in Lynn's words.

Lin En suddenly shook his head and smiled, slowly loosened his clenched hands, and said softly:

"No, if you hadn't shown up in time, Miss Theresa and I might have died. No matter what, I should thank you, Father Arnel."

This time, it was Father Arnel's turn to remain silent for a long time.

"I thought that Your Highness might be more angry than grateful."

"Angry, angry about what?"

Lin En tilted his head in confusion, and then said as if waking up from a dream:

"I see. You mean, I will use this to guess that it was your goddess who caused me to travel to this world, and then I will be furious about it, right?"

"After all, your god, who is known for his kindness, really gave me a very bad start. My mother is always thinking about how to make good use of me. My brothers and sisters don't treat me as one of their own. Countless eyes are staring at me, waiting for me to make a mistake. Even on the first day of school, I have to be slapped in the face. A bunch of damned bastards are trying to make their parents happy by stepping on my face. My only sister, who is the best to me and believes in me the most, is looked down upon by everyone even more than I am. If she is not careful, she will become a marriage machine for others to give birth to children, or better yet, die before me. Is this the case?"

Father Arnel couldn't help but look up at the young man in front of him. His language was vulgar and almost insulting, but his face was gentle, his shoulders were relaxed, and his manners were elegant. He seemed to be split and looked a little weird.

Lin En just smiled, stood up, walked to Father Arnel, put a hand on his shoulder and patted him gently:

"Don't worry, Father. I'm a bad person, but I'm good at one thing. I'm only against the matter, not the person. If you hadn't received the oracle that night to save me, I would have died. As far as this matter is concerned, I am very grateful to you."

He paused:

"As for the previous things, they are all in the past, aren't they?"

"I am living a good life now. My mother thinks highly of me. My sister and I even have a little ambiguity. As long as what I do makes sense, my eldest brother will stand by me. I have killed almost all the people in this country who hate me. As for my sister,"

The tense lines on Lin En's cheeks softened:

"She is growing up very healthily now, and I have made a group of great friends. You just met one of them and have been taking care of her for a while. She is pretty good, isn't she?"

Father Arnel remained silent.

He found out he was wrong.

Wrong twice in a row.

The first time, he thought Lin En would break down and get angry. Anyone who was thrown into such a completely unfamiliar world for no reason and faced the crisis of death at any time would break down and get angry, but he didn't.

Later, he felt that Lin En really didn't care. After all, as he said, he had solved those difficulties, and even turned some of the better ones into his own strengths, and also made some very good friends.

But it wasn't until the hand tapped his shoulder that he realized that he didn't either.

After all, Lynn is no saint.

Only those saints in the scriptures who follow the revelations of God and are willing to sacrifice themselves to save all living beings can do so.

They do not show their emotions, and believe that the more suffering they endure, the less suffering others will suffer. They are willing to exchange their own suffering for the salvation of all living beings. Even if all living beings view them as idiots and pigs, they remain indifferent and are loyal to their own principles.

But the young man in front of him is neither of these two types of people.

He will not vent his anger like a loser, nor will he be indifferent like a saint.

He has anger.

The anger was so intense that even Father Arnel could feel it burning at the first contact.

However, they were all very well controlled by Lin En deep in his heart.

He was angry, he was calm.

He was calmly angry.