Reject me, you damn woman.

It flew across the sky, across the snow, and then was grasped tightly by a firm and white hand.

The nuns called out from behind:

"Celitia, we're going to go back first. Do you want to stay for a while? You just fought with that guy. You should be weak after turning into an angel, right?"

"Ah, sorry, everyone, you guys go back first."

Celitia didn't even turn around.

"There are some things I want to confirm with my own eyes."

.........

At the same time, in a box, a man wrapped in a black robe opened the door and sat in front of the prince, who was still waiting alone with his face shrouded in shadow.

"You failed."

The prince said calmly.

"Yes,"

The man in black robe admitted defeat without hesitation.

“But we also left a window of opportunity for success.”

"Opportunity, what opportunity?"

The prince sneered.

"I know you don't trust us now, but I will prove it with my actions,"

The man in black robe sneered.

"I left my mark on those lackeys of the temple, and now, one of the most powerful and weakest lackeys has left the pack."

"what do you mean?"

The prince thought of a possibility and sat upright.

"Yes,"

The man in black robe nodded.

"That's exactly what I'm talking about. It's the chance to kill the Temple's top lackey, the candidate for the new Butcher Bishop, the Headmistress of the Hound Sisters, Celitia Terenas!"

The man in black robe was extremely confident. He felt that he was the one who controlled everything.

......

At the same time, in another box, Granny squinted his eyes while chewing a baked sweet potato.

As expected, Your Highness.

The fish is hooked.

Chapter 190: The Nun's Bizarre Adventure (5k)

The timeline goes back a little, after Celitia pierced the chest of White Mask, in the Shadow World.

On the stage, the nun who had just realized that she had been tricked was lowering her head in regret, folding her arms, and kneeling helplessly in the center of the stage.

Angelification can certainly allow a nun to unleash power far beyond her own limits, but in addition to the obvious negative effects of weakness and emotional deprivation, there is also an unspeakable and not-so-good effect, which is that her clothes will burst.

It is common sense that high-purity holy light will randomly purify some clothes.

However, compared to all these, the nun encountered a more unexpected difficulty due to her natural advantages - a ring on the shoulder of her breastplate broke.

The Holy Immersion Type III Combat Breastplate is first forged by the most skilled blacksmiths in the Church, and then soaked in holy water blessed by the priests for dozens of days and nights before it can be put into use.

This kind of armor, which combines reliability, elegance, durability and beauty, was widely praised by the combat nuns as soon as it left the factory, and quickly spread to all female combat forces of the Theocracy.

However, this is also why it has its only shortcoming.

That's because the production process is too complicated and the demand is too great, so this kind of armor only has one size - that is, one size fits all.

For ordinary nun warriors, this one-size-fits-all design is like the round sky and square earth described by the ancients. Not only is there plenty of space, you can even stuff some small toys in it according to your preferences - referring to the holy light weapons that can be taken out and used at any time.

But for a certain nun who was too broad-minded, she had to put all her strength into putting on the armor, let alone stuffing anything in it. Every time Celitia put on the armor, the other nun teammates could hear the painful groans of the reliable fine iron chain buckle when it was forced closed.

It was only thanks to the superb skills of the Vatican's military technology masters that those reliable chain links survived battle after battle.

Only this time, after this sacred angelification, the lifespan of those links finally came to an end in satisfaction, and their souls returned to the throne of the goddess.

It was definitely a reliable breastplate, the kind that even the goddess would give a thumbs up for its hard work and reliability, but the experience of the nun who remained in place was a bit embarrassing.

Her long cherry-pink hair fell down, and the tight black combat skirt could not hide her slim and voluptuous figure at all. Under the torn skirt, the black stockings had several big holes, revealing her smooth and slender legs. One of her boots was missing, and her white and crystal feet had their toes curled up in shame.

As for her chest, in order to stop the snow peak that was about to erupt like a snow mountain, Celitia had to hold down the breastplate with all her strength to prevent it from flying out at an extremely high speed.

"Why are you just watching? Help me!"

Celitia had no choice but to ask her teammates for help.

Under normal circumstances, when the angel transformation is used, the enemies are basically dead, and the female teammates will promptly use the ultimate secret of Holy Light - the coding technique to protect the angelized teammates to change clothes, but at this time, Celitia did not have that treatment.

The four combat nuns were folding their arms in a dignified manner, forming a semi-circle, looking down from above, menacingly, ignoring those who asked for help, and staring at the person surrounded in the middle with a tormenting gaze.

"So Celitia,"

Natalie took the lead.

"Just because he imitated Lynn's voice, you confessed everything?"

Bellamy pushed her glasses helplessly:

"How disappointing, sister, you are so disloyal in your disgraceful state."

"Yes, yes, with only this kind of awareness, it can't even last for a beauty trap."

"It's because of people like you that the average-sized bust size has been stretched to an unacceptable level! What's wrong with a smaller size?!"

"The last two are completely irrelevant to today's mission!"

Celitia retorted tearfully, but was met with even colder stares from her companions.

"I don't want to either, but he's Lin En, can you refuse?"

The nuns looked at each other, and finally could only sigh.

Also.

Anyone who fights hard to the end and suddenly finds out that the final boss is someone he knows will have emotional fluctuations and be unable to accept it.

If it weren't for the fact that Celitia's emotions were suppressed to a great extent by her angelic transformation, I'm afraid even the shot of "forgiveness" would have gone off target, and whether it could hit the target would be another matter.

"It's really unfair to blame Celitia for everything. After all, the final result is still good. The holy light of 'forgiveness' will continue to destroy that guy's vitality, and he will die in the end."

Lamina said rationally.

"Ah, that..."

Celitia gradually lowered her head, and her voice became smaller and smaller:

"I thought it was really Lin En, so I pulled out all the holy light in the end, so that shot probably only had physical damage."

The gazes of my companions grew colder.

"You are indeed a pervert who likes younger brothers. You are hooked by the word sis, sister."

Candice stroked her forehead.

"I...I'm not a pervert!"

Celitia's voice was clearly not very confident.

"Forget it, don't tease her. What's important now are those blasphemers and the white mask who has a high probability of escaping successfully."

Lamina shook her head.

"Those blasphemers are too weak. They are just local church forces. We can deal with them with more time and effort. It seems that we still failed to achieve success in one fell swoop."

"But His Highness Hilteria should be trustworthy."

Bellamy nodded.

"If both parties had colluded to kill us, they could have taken a safer approach. There was no need to take such a risk and risk losing a large number of members. It is likely that they had prepared a camp long ago, and some of them were improvisations."

"And the white mask,"

Natalie wrinkled her nose and added,

"What a disgusting guy, not as good as Brother Lin. Although he helped us, I just can't like him."

"That makes sense. Moreover, White Mask actually knows about our relationship with Brother Lin. It's probably because those guys who have been monitoring the church have guessed part of our relationship with Brother Lin by observing that Brother Lin often goes in and out of the church. We also want to remind Brother Lin to be more careful."

"That's fine with me,"

Lamina looked thoughtful.

"Although I don't like the White Mask either, I have to admit that he doesn't seem to have any ill will towards us. He is just simply annoying. We just need to be a little careful and guard against him next time... Well, of course, we still have to report it."

Lamina's proposal was immediately agreed by all the nuns, and this brief post-war summary ended here.

Although we encountered some unexpected things, the overall results of this visit were still very gratifying for the church.

The nuns only paid a small price to annihilate the blasphemers who were several times their number, which must have dealt a considerable blow to the enemy.

After all, even for cockroaches to reproduce, it takes time.

What's more, although those blasphemers who were eliminated were not elite, most of them were extraordinary people and could be considered the backbone of the organization.

The high-end combat capabilities of ordinary supernatural organizations vary greatly, but the basic requirements for strength at the grassroots level are so low that you can be considered a member as long as you join.

After all, if any heretical organization can compete with the Holy See, then the church should be in trouble and should convert and disband as soon as possible.

As for the possibility that the person wearing the white mask was Lynn himself, the nuns were too lazy to even discuss it.

Not to mention that the friendly and kind little brother and the cold, arrogant and annoying guy are simply not the same kind of people at heart.

Why would Lynn do such a meaningless thing?

If he really was the one who stepped forward to save the nuns, everyone would be grateful to him too.

At that time, maybe the nuns would get excited and take the opportunity to satisfy some of Lin En's small requests. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

There is absolutely no need for him to create an unpleasant image.

That annoying white mask, if the situation wasn't pressing, the nuns would have wanted to reject all his requests as soon as they saw him, even if those requests were beneficial to both parties.

However, it was also thanks to the appearance of the White Mask.

Now the nuns, who were already delighted with Lynn, are even more pleased with her!

Well, of course, it still depends on the faith of the goddess.

"That doesn't matter anymore,"

Just as the nuns finished their discussion and prepared to open the portal to go home, Celitia's scream rang out from under their feet:

"You should get me a new set of armor!"

The nuns then remembered that there was one of their own Mother Superior squatting under their feet, and they hurriedly blurred what needed to be blurred and took clothes. Soon, Celitia, who had changed her clothes, lifted her long cherry-pink hair and turned back into the majestic Mother Superior of the Hound Sisters.

However, because it was taken away by someone, her face no longer had the grim iron mask to cover it.

As time went by, the nuns set up a portal after completing their preparations and traveled back to the real world.

"Hey, Celitia, let's go back first!"

Natalie greeted Celitia with a smile.

"Okay, I'll be back soon, don't worry."

Celitia heard herself saying this.

Her eyes were fixed on the palm of her hand, at the cherry pink hair that had a familiar aura of holy light.

That was the mark she deliberately left on the White Mask during the battle. Because of the existence of the powerful skill of Void, Celitia also spent a lot of effort to successfully leave those two strands of hair.

The reason why I didn't tell the other nuns was just to protect my teammates.

Although the White Mask didn't seem to have any ill will towards the church, an enemy of that level also possessed strange abilities. Celitia instinctively didn't want her teammates to forcefully chase the other party, for fear that the excessive pressure would cause rebellion, which would then turn into a hostile relationship with the White Mask.