The Disqualified Young Master Will Not Bow to the Villainous Female Lead

Unexpectedly, the nuns of the Dark Moon Cult are really unique. This outfit would not look out of place on the streets of Harajuku in the previous life.

Faro didn't think much about it and found a seat in the front row to sit down.

Then he clasped his hands together, lowered his head, and chanted the Dark Moon Scripture softly.

It is not only about praying, but also about closing your eyes and resting your mind.

The entire church was empty and quiet, with only the sound of turning pages and burning candles.

The tranquility and coolness can make people relax instantly.

Faro was planning to go inside the church and ask the head nun when they could arrange a baptism for him.

A hand was placed on Farrow's shoulder.

What followed was a low voice.

"Hey, are you here for church?"

Farrow turned his head in confusion.

I found out that it was the dark-skinned tomboy nun I had just seen.

She speaks very quickly, often with an upward ending tone, giving people a feeling of indifference.

But those eyes were fixed on Farlow again.

It was not until he looked closer that Faro realized that she was far less like a normal nun than what he had just seen.

The texture of her nun's uniform is very strange, it feels like leather. The originally loose nun's uniform was wrapped with iron-buckled belts, riveted belts, and thin silver chains, all dragging behind her... Not to mention it looks pretty good.

These things stretched her upper body tightly, revealing her slender figure, and finally connected to a leather collar around her neck. At the same time, the nun's veil was longer than usual, almost reaching below her hips.

The originally dignified and abstinent nun's uniform was transformed by her into an extremely rebellious...sexy outfit?

Tsk.

It must be lust that has caused me to have strange associations when I see this kind of thing.

After being slightly surprised, Faro smiled gently.

"I'm a student at Lucarea. My studies are too difficult, so I come here to relax."

After hearing this, the nun stared at Faro with her narrow and long eyes.

The corners of his eyes were slightly raised and there was a subtle smirk at the corners of his mouth.

Then......

She sat nimbly astride Faro's legs, closed her eyes, and sniffed him.

"Hey, wait, what are you doing?"

This sudden rude behavior made Faro feel incredible.

"Strange...what a strange scent."

The nun's breath was very close to Faro, almost touching the tip of his nose.

"You smell so good..."

Faro was confused and said, "Is there a possibility that I sprayed perfume?"

"No, it's not an ordinary scent."

The nun immediately retorted.

"It's a very charming and heretical scent..."

Then, Farlow felt something push against him.

Right under the nun's uniform of the dark-skinned tomboy in front of me.

The long strips felt a bit hard through the nun's uniform.

Faro thought of the strange blessings lust had bestowed on him.

There seems to be a situation where the closer the opposite sex is to you, the more they covet your beauty.

"......"

Wow, are all of you Dark Moon nuns like this?

This is in front of the statue of Theimiras, the goddess of the dark moon.

I met with your boss Theimias in person two days ago. Do you want to do that to me in front of him now?

However, after that thing came out of the nun's uniform.

Farlow was completely dumbfounded.

The long object was clearly a black gun barrel.

And it's not just an ordinary magic pistol, but a hand cannon that looks fucking scary.

Its ferocious and huge appearance proved that it was undoubtedly a powerful firearm, which was in stark contrast to the nun's slender wrist.

"Are all of you Dark Moon Sisters like this? Do you like to point guns at your followers?"

Faro spoke calmly.

Lean back slightly and bring your hands close to your chest.

If she really fired a gun, she could only rely on the Star Mark and Deep Enhancement to try to destroy the bullet with her bare hands.

If it really doesn't work, I can only travel through the abyss to avoid harm, and then kill her when I come back to prevent future troubles.

Of course.

The incident happened suddenly. In this situation, it is better to obey the other party's orders.

Faro was not very panicked. The other party would not point a gun at him for no reason. He must have some request.

"I've smelled this scent before in Gonatara. You know, it's a small country sandwiched between the demons and Kavia."

This name... seems to be the hometown of the sub-human operators in Hell Creek?

"And then, let me think about it, in that alley, there are boys and girls selling their bodies all over the alley."

"I was on a mission there at the time, and I followed the scent and found a very good-looking boy."

The rings, silver chains and crosses on the nun's fingers collided with each other, making a jingling sound.

"Oh, although he is not as good-looking as you, he is also very good-looking."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Faro raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I would say that boy has the same scent as you, he is the Lust God's Chosen."

"And I am the one who got rid of the previous Lust God's Chosen One."

Chapter 9 You may not believe it, but I am really not a pervert

Being chosen as the God of Lust must be the worst and most disgusting thing in the world.

Farlow was now convinced of this idea.

As the chosen one of the other three evil gods, at least his combat power is substantially improved, and any blessing can serve as a golden finger.

What about lust?

Not only did he give a bunch of useless blessings that were just for fun.

Once people know that you are chosen by the God of Lust, your reputation will be bad.

If other people see you as a sadistic chosen one, then they will definitely think you are a super fucking powerful big guy.

If you are the chosen one of Tzeentch, they will also think you are a mysterious mastermind.

But lust will only make you tremble.

Now Farlow always felt that he was victimized by public opinion.

Do I look like a very indecent person?

What a coincidence, I ran into a nun who had hunted the Chosen One of Lust before, and I was recognized!

It's like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth. My luck is really bad.

Forget it. Since my identity has been discovered and the other party doesn’t seem so easy to fool, I can only plan to kill him to silence him.

Faro didn't want to face a nun who had nothing to do with him.

But in comparison, one's own life is more precious.

Farok suppressed his pounding heart and, to be on the safe side, he did not mobilize his magical powers to use magic.

A profound force so thin that it was barely noticeable gathered at his fingertips, and it slowly approached the nun's body.

Although I haven't tried using the Touch of Oblivion directly on a human body...

But given the current situation, I can only give it a try.

"Did I get it right, heretic?"

The nun's action of sitting astride Farrow was initially misunderstood as provocative behavior.

Now that he had reacted, he had blocked any angle for Faro to dodge, and the hand cannon was pointed directly at his waist.

The nun's mouth curled up into an exaggerated arc, and her pupils revealed the mad joy of finding prey.

It was very close to Faro's face, and the shock it brought was extremely strong.

She is just a skinny nun who is not even as tall as me...

Why is there a suffocating feeling of oppression?

This kind of oppressive feeling had never been experienced even when fighting with Marcus.

The latter is only strong in terms of strength, but this strange nun... is so weird and crazy that it makes people scared.

At the same time, the aura she exuded left Faro no doubt that her strength was comparable to that of Marcus.

No matter how brave Faro was, he couldn't keep calm now.

The two exchanged sharp glances.

The touch of annihilation has condensed at the fingertips.

The trigger of the hand cannon was also tightly held.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and the murderous intent was icy cold.

The life and death of the two people is now only a fine line away.

"Sister Stephanie, how could you disturb the devout prayer of a Dark Moon believer?"

The next second, another female voice was heard in the church.

Falo, who was about to fight to the death, was slightly stunned and turned his head to look into the distance.

It was another tall nun dressed simply, with a hint of displeasure on her gentle face.

As if he was dissatisfied with the behavior of Sister Stephanie in front of him, he scolded her lightly.

"Don't just casually pull out your weapons in the church. This is not a courtroom, this is a school."

Tribunal?

Farlow's confusion has not yet been resolved.

Stephanie actually listened to what the tall nun said. She immediately put away her hand cannon and sat down obediently next to Faro.

"I know, I know. I didn't plan to do anything. I just wanted to scare him."

Stephanie turned to Farlow again.

There was a cunning gleam in her eyes, and she seemed to be very interested in him.

"Besides, I don't dare to do anything. If I pull the trigger, I'm afraid I'll die."

"Isn't that right, Faro..."

As if to be cute, the dark-skinned nun stuck out her tongue at Faro.