Reject me, you damn woman.

"I want to change the nurse."

Lynn repeated again.

"Why, what did Historia-sama do wrong?"

The little nun asked in confusion.

Lin En sighed and pointed at the bandages wrapped around his body. Those were the wounds that had burst due to the forced inhalation of chaotic magic power:

"The medical priest just delivered some medicine imported from the Church for application on external injuries."

"Any questions? The imported medicines from the Church are all blessed by the Holy Light, so they are very precious."

The little nun asked in confusion.

"She's in the tea."

Lynn said coldly.

"Pfft....Ahem, I'm telling you not to push your luck."

In order to hide her embarrassment, Sister Martina picked up the water cup on the table and took a sip, then pouted and said:

"The church is very busy these days. It's great that someone is taking care of you. Why are you so picky?"

"That's it!"

Historia nodded immediately.

"That's the drink you just had."

"puff!!!!"

After spitting out all the tea in her mouth and rinsing her mouth several times, the little nun finally stood up with difficulty and fled away:

"I, I'll go discuss this with Lady Celitia."

"woo woo woo woo!"

After a while, Celitia in the Holy Hall fell silent after listening to Martina's report.

"Lady Celitia, otherwise, please help His Highness Lin En to find a...nursing priest."

Martina felt that she had to make a subtle suggestion.

"It's not good here."

"Okay, I know what happened. However, there is actually someone who can do something to the same extent as Natalie. I feel that we can't just leave brother Lin alone."

Celitia just felt a headache.

"Mrs. Natalie, is there a problem?"

The little nun asked in confusion.

"Don't mention it,"

Celitia sighed.

"Once, the patient Natalie was in charge of took care of. The treating pastor prescribed some pills that could not be taken on an empty stomach, but Natalie couldn't find any food...."

"So, this can't all be blamed on Lady Natalie, right?"

The little nun tried to make peace on behalf of her senior and good friend.

"She asked the patient to take ten pills first, saying it was just for paddling."

Celitia then reluctantly told the second half of the story.

"Okay, go ahead and do your work. I'll think of a way to get manpower."

"........."

The little nun was so shocked that she left in silence.

Celitia sighed slightly, and looked towards the cathedral hall where people were constantly hurrying in and out, her eyes filled with worry.

In the winter in the north, it is very easy to get symptoms such as frostbite or colds. As a church with healing powers, the Church of Mother Earth is often visited by the poor to pray for free medicine, and the rich will also spend money to bathe in the glory of the goddess. Naturally, the church is often busy receiving people seeking help.

In recent days, according to Mother Nina and some priests who were already in the church, there seemed to be more people seeking help this year than in previous years, and many people were running low on life energy and needed help from clergymen.

Although she really wanted to take care of Lynn personally, as the highest-ranking clergyman in the church, Celitia not only had to take charge of everything, but also had to deal with some important people, so she was completely busy.

Leading other high-level clergymen from the Hound Team to look for Lynn this afternoon was an unexpected change, and they were too busy to do anything at this time.

This is also one of the reasons why when Elena suggested that Historia take care of Lynn, although she felt a little disappointed and unwilling, she agreed.

However, it has now been proven that His Highness Historia does not seem to be a good candidate to take care of the patient.

The only person who is relatively free now is Natalie......

Therefore, since it is for Brother Lin En, I believe that the goddess will not blame me if I take a break from work for a while, right?

As she thought about it, Celitia couldn't help herself. She twisted her legs and bit her thin lips.

Yes, no, it’s not entirely selfish.

It's all for the sake of maintaining the Goddess's faith, so that His Highness Lin En can believe in the Goddess more. I have to take care of my younger brother Lin En, that's it!

With this in mind, she stood up, lowered her head, and walked across the corridor to the confessional.

Suddenly, Celitia felt herself bumping into another nun.

"Ah, sorry!"

Celitia apologized quickly.

"It's okay, Sister Celitia, but I just heard Martina say that we are a little short-handed right now. Since the others don't have much time, let me take care of His Highness Lin En first, how about that?"

The nun helped Celitia up and chuckled.

Is anyone free?

Celitia felt a little disappointed, but thinking of the overall situation, she had to look up and said with some regret:

"Okay, sister, but you...why are you?!"

.........

A moment later, the door of the confessional was opened. Historia, who was sitting at the head of the bed, and Lin En, who was lying on the bed, turned their heads together and saw the tall figure in bishop's robe, holding a tray, standing in the shadow of the door, and nodded slightly to them.

Among the bishops of the church, there is only one person whose loose bishop's robe can have such a curve.

"Okay, Sister Celitia is here in person, you can go out now."

Lynn breathed a sigh of relief.

If I let Historia take care of me, I would feel as if I were about to die with a smile on my face.

"Humph, I don't care! I won't take care of you even if you beg me! I won't be sad for you even if you die!"

Historia stuck out her tongue, opened the door and left in disappointment.

【Reject reward plus one! 】

The figure carrying the tray walked to the bedside, put down the tray, and walked behind Lin En, as if to check his back.

Lin En smiled and shook his head:

"I'm sorry, Sister Celitia, I'm causing you trouble. I can actually take care of myself. Otherwise, you should..."

Before Lin En finished speaking, he felt a pair of hands hugging his neck from behind, the soft body pressed against his back, and the rosy little mouth came close to his ear and blew a breath softly:

"What else can we do, Your Highness?"

Unlike Celitia's usual gentle and cold voice, the moving voice in her ears at this moment was only intoxicatingly sweet and gentle, and it was not Celitia's voice at all.

However, Lin En quickly recognized the identity of the person:

"It's you. How dare you come here?"

The person who came was none other than the Witch of Joy who betrayed the Mother Earth, the Fallen Bride Salina!

"Of course it's because I missed you too much~"

"Haha, just kidding. Isn't it because of your will that I appear here?"

Salina put her arms around Lynn's neck and moved closer, as if smelling some intoxicating fragrance.

"Why are you wearing sister Celitia's clothes?"

Lynn frowned.

"Since we want to pursue excitement, we must follow through to the end~"

The witch smiled charmingly.

Indeed. No one could have imagined that a person who had betrayed the goddess would dare to appear in the church of the goddess wearing nun's clothes.

And in the bishop's clothes!

"Where's Sister Celitia?"

Lynn asked.

"She's, she's fine and in a good place."

The witch's bright silver eyes flashed with an intoxicating light as she chuckled.

........

At the same time, in the corridor, at the door of the confessional, the little nuns passing by saw Celitia standing in front of the door and greeted her in confusion:

"Hello, Lady Celitia, why are you standing here? Aren't you cold?"

"Me, me, me, it's time for my personal prayer, woooooo!"

Thinking about the man she loved and her love rival being intimate in the sacred confessional while she could only stand guard at the door, the nun laughed a laugh sadder than crying.

Chapter 243: The confessional is not just for confession?

While Celitia was keeping watch diligently, at the same time, deep inside the confessional.

The witch who sneaked in sat sideways on the bed and gently massaged the acupoints on the top of Lin En's head with her hands to soothe his fatigue.

The two plump and soft thighs hidden under the thin robe naturally became Lin En's new pillow.

As for the soft pillow that was originally selected by Celitia and sprayed with fragrance, it has been reasonably put aside.

Well, just like their owners...

"How is it, are you comfortable, Your Highness?"

Salina lowered her head and asked softly.

"If you mean the technique, it is indeed very comfortable, but I heard from Celia that you are a militant member of the Inquisition. Have you ever been a comfort nun before?"

Linn asked casually.

Even someone as stubborn as him had to admit that the witch's massage technique was indeed excellent. In just a few minutes, Lin's blood pressure, which had been raised by Princess Historia, was lowered again, and he felt so relaxed that he almost felt like he was falling into the clouds.

Even those nuns who specialize in blessing devout believers and caring for the wounded may not be as skilled as the witches.

"Haha, but this time, Your Highness, you are wrong. I have never been a comfort nun. It is better to say that the comfort nuns learned the massage relaxation techniques from us."

Speaking of this, the fallen witch couldn't help but smile complacently.

"After all, for the Sisters of Solace, learning these massage techniques is just a necessary task. But for the Sisters of War, if they can't even master the techniques to quickly relieve fatigue, they might have collapsed in the battles with madness and chaos."

"By the way,"

The witch bent down and whispered in Lin En's ear.

"The massage technique just now was enough to make Sister Hound fall asleep. She was extremely tired but too excited to close her eyes after three days of bloody battle. But Your Highness only looks a little sleepy. The burden on your shoulders must be heavier than anyone else's."

Lin En simply stopped pretending and just opened his eyes and looked upwards.

This time, I was just not used to seeing only half of the ceiling because of the huge hemisphere, so I couldn't say anything about my insomnia.

"Let's talk about some serious business. What happened to the matter about His Highness Zevis and the Magic Bell Tower that I asked you to investigate?"

Lynn had no choice but to change the subject.

"Haha, Your Highness, please rest assured. I am here for those things."

The witch smiled.