Reject me, you damn woman.

Following the little nun to the familiar confessional, the nun was still a little resentful and lectured in a condescending tone:

"The Lord said that we should keep ourselves clean. Even if you are a servant of the Lord, you should keep your distance from them as a member of the opposite sex!"

Lynn just smiled: "Miss Marlo, that's not something you would say."

The little nun stuck out her cute pink tongue and laughed:

"This is what Aunt Nina said when she scolded those guys who always pestered you. I remembered it. Do you think I'm awesome?"

"Cattle."

Lynn exclaimed:

"But what do you really think?"

"Lynn, my Lynn~"

The little nun came up and hugged Lin En's arm, her face full of sweetness, and she slurped a mouthful of saliva. Then, she remembered something, pouting her cheeks in dissatisfaction, looking up at Lin En, and said unhappily:

"The last time you came, you said you would tell me the rest of The Legend of the Three Kingdoms, and you haven't kept your promise yet!"

"Sorry, sorry, where were we last time?"

"Baoyu Jia uproots a weeping willow, and the traveler Sun San beats the Three Holy Mothers!"

"Cough cough!"

At this moment, a deliberate cough was heard, and the little sister Marlo immediately restrained her posture and lowered her eyebrows.

"Mommy."

Sister Nina, the nominal manager of the church, was standing at the door of the confessional, smiling at the two of them.

Well, mostly smiling at Lynn, of course.

"Hello, Sister Nina."

Lynn greeted politely.

"Good day, Mr. Lynn."

Unlike those young nuns, decades of asceticism have allowed Sister Nina to maintain her noble dignity. She even deliberately restrained herself and always called the other party "Mr. Lin En".

Sister Nina also noticed some of the nuns' bad behavior due to Lynn's arrival.

However, she didn't mean to blame Lin En at all.

That's because those little girls can't practice well. What does it have to do with Lin En?

However, from another perspective, these changes may not be all bad things. As one of the oldest nuns in the diocese, Sister Nina has long felt that the atmosphere in the church is too serious.

No matter how beautiful a nun is, no one can stand her having a gloomy face every day, right?

But as the manager of the church, Sister Nina herself cannot say these things.

But blocking is not as good as unblocking.

Lynn's arrival has livened up the stagnant church atmosphere. As long as it doesn't go beyond the limit, Sister Nina is happy to see it happen.

Every time she saw those young girls surrounding Lin En, Aunt Nina would think of 20 years ago, when she was still a 30-year-old girl...

Besides, Lin En didn't do this on purpose. He is so kind, how could he have any bad intentions?

Shaking her head to regain her composure, Sister Nina pointed to the door of the confessional:

"Lady Celitia is waiting for you inside. Mother Earth bless you. I hope you have a good time together today."

"I am happy every day to see you, Madam... and everyone else."

As Lin En spoke, he raised his eyes slightly to look at his title, pushed the door and walked into the confessional, with a silent smile on his lips.

It doesn’t matter whether you are blessed or not, just send it anyway. You are not a good person.

But since it was the other party who invited me first, the Mother Earth Goddess shouldn't mind me "borrowing" her believers for a while, right?

"By the way, Mr. Lin, Sister Celitia has been under a lot of pressure lately."

Aunt Nina seemed to suddenly remember something and said hesitantly:

"She has taken on responsibilities that are beyond her capabilities and has also taken on extra pressure. Please give her some guidance."

"I will."

Lynn smiled and nodded.

"Ah, Lynn, is that you?"

As soon as I entered the confessional, a gentle female voice sounded impatiently through the partition wall.

"It's me, Sister Celitia. How was your day?"

Lynn asked.

"Alas, let's just leave it like that... It's hard to describe in words."

There was a hint of unspeakable distress in Celitia's voice.

Lynn seemed to be listening attentively.

In fact, the relationship between the two sides has recently achieved a small two-level reversal.

The first few times Lynn went to church, it was when he visited Celitia.

But now, it was Celitia who took the initiative.

To put it simply, at the beginning, Lynn was moving and Celitia was enjoying it, and later on, it was Celitia who was moving, but Celitia enjoyed it more.

First, he took the initiative to arrange the next meeting time with Lin En in advance, and even later, he implicitly expressed his expectation that Lin En would come every other day, but Lin En pretended to be deaf and dumb and fooled him.

As for bidding farewell to Lynn, Sister Celitia went from being reserved at the beginning to showing her loss without hiding it at all later on.

Spending time with Lynn was almost the only happy time for Celitia during this trip from a normal business trip to the annoying Fire Rose.

Celitia even felt absurdly that she was becoming more and more dependent on Lin En.

Especially recently, other things in the church have also encountered some resistance, which has added fuel to Celitia's anxiety.

My body and mind were at the point where I would toss and turn in bed at night and feel extremely uncomfortable if I didn't see Lin En for a day.

However, although she knew that her dependence on Lin was becoming more and more serious, Celitia could do nothing but watch herself slowly degenerate.

Celitia even felt that it was despicable of herself to rely on Lin En without permission.

Besides, these really have nothing to do with Lin En.

If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not practicing enough and being dissolute and lowly... and that prince.

Yes, that prince!

Thinking of that prince, Celitia already felt that her head was starting to get bigger.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land is definitely a happy event.

What's more, no one would hate Lin En, a considerate, gentle and kind junior.

But with Celitia's cultivation, she wouldn't be obsessed to such an extent.

It was simply because the pressure from all sides on her, a bishop who was actually leaving the church as a core figure for the first time, was too heavy.

So much so that this young nun, who was well-mannered and self-disciplined, unconsciously turned the conversation with the considerate Lynn into a way to relieve her own stress.

The commission from the Fire Rose Emperor and the confidential mission from the Theocracy were extremely difficult tasks that had already made Celitia miserable.

But what Celitia could never have imagined was that the last straw that broke the camel's back, the extremely strong pressure far exceeding the previous two items, actually came from the Third Prince whom she had never met!

If the prince's previous attitude towards her was just due to some harmless misunderstandings, and was just a bit unpleasant and the arrogance that all nobles had, Celitia didn't take it to heart at all.

But recently, the other party's attitude has undergone a horrible 180-degree turn.

Yes, it's terrifying!

Every day before dawn and before the rooster crowed, the Third Prince's envoys would come to the church and knock on the door, expressing their desire to meet him. It was difficult to persuade them to go back with kind words.

At noon, Celitia, who had been busy the whole morning, was just about to take a break when a nun came in a panic to report that the Third Prince had sent a new envoy to meet him, and his attitude was more sincere than the previous one!

After much persuasion, the other party finally understood that the church could not take even a single needle or thread from the believers for nothing, so the other party was forced to go back and report.

At night, Celitia and other members of the diplomatic corps of the Theocracy gathered together to summarize and report their itinerary. The strange noises in the church area made everyone in the secret room restless. When they sent someone to inquire, they found out that the Third Prince had sent someone new to ask to see them, and he seemed to be going to throw a tantrum in the church if they didn't see him.

Thanks to the Third Prince, the nuns who were forced to work overtime until late fell into a deep sleep.

But before dawn the next day, a different story would happen again.

Celitia opened her bloodshot eyes and experienced the same scene again. She listened to the report from the nun on duty and the knock on the church door. She even wondered if she was trapped in some strange time loop.

He made three small requests a day and one big request every five days, and he didn’t even have a weekend off for himself!

Sometimes, the Third Prince would appear in person and shout in the church without caring about his image:

"Celitia, I'm here to negotiate terms!"

Not only Celitia, but all the nuns in the church had their blood pressure raised by the Third Prince alone.

Whether it was the progress of the Theocracy's mission, or even the nuns' daily routines and church operations, they were all messed up by this hooligan-like harassment.

But unfortunately, the church and Celitia could do nothing.

Yes,

Everything!!!

Can’t do it!!!

Every time the Third Prince's people came to visit, they were not only polite but also prepared generous gifts. There was nothing wrong with them.

There is a saying that goes "Don't hit a smiling person", but the other party was not only smiling, but his manners were even textbook-level. Even the strictest nun in the Church of Mother Earth could not find fault with him.

As for reporting to the authorities, let the Fire Rose officials handle the matter.

You have to know that the people behind these guys are not ordinary people!

That guy is the Third Prince of Fire Rose!!

When the old emperor was ill, the government was under the control of the nobles and the crown princes, and the third prince had many supporters.

Celitia wasn't so neurasthenic that she would put on a show of "Who in the court is suing me?" and expect those guys who couldn't even figure out how to run their own country to help her solve the problem.

You can't hit him, and you can't sue him.

After sending off the satisfied and sincere Third Prince, a little nun said weakly, "Is it because Lady Celitia has always rejected the Third Prince that they are taking revenge on us like this?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the entire church became strange.

The harassed nuns all looked at Celitia strangely.

Although Celitia's status is higher than anyone else in the church, she is, after all, a temporary bishop who was parachuted in from another place. The two sides have no feelings for each other. If anyone is really implicated because of the other party, anyone would feel uncomfortable, right?

Although Sister Nina finally appeared to stop and punish the nuns who gossiped, an invisible thorn still pierced deeply between Celitia and the other nuns, adding a rift to the originally harmonious atmosphere between the two sides.

The unspeakable pressure in Celitia's heart became even greater.

"Don't let me know who came up with the idea for that prince! Otherwise I will..."

Celia, who usually spoke in a gentle and amiable manner, clenched her teeth, and her voice rarely took on a hint of coldness and sharpness.

Then, she quickly noticed her own misbehavior, took a deep breath, and said to Lin En apologetically across the partition:

"I'm sorry, Brother Lin, I always make you listen to my complaints."

"how could be,"

Lynn's gentle voice warmed Celitia's heart.

"Although I am not a believer in the Earth Mother, I am a friend of Sister Celitia. It is my honor to share the pressure with Sister Celitia."

"Lynn..."

Because of the Third Prince, there seemed to be an invisible barrier between Celitia and the other nuns. At least before the harassment from that prince was resolved, it was unlikely that the two sides would be able to return to their previous state of openness.

Therefore, even with Celitia's cultivation, in this situation of being "betrayed by everyone", she still felt warm in her heart after hearing Lynn's heartwarming words.

How could there be such a kind and pure boy in the world, like a little white flower?

If everyone was as considerate and gentle as Lynn, how could there still be disputes and distress?

As if her blood was boiling, Celitia said affectionately unconsciously: