Witch Monastery

A nun brought a hot towel to wipe the remaining holy water off Willow's face; another nun brought the Holy Communion and asked Willow to take it immediately. Because they had just finished breakfast, the Holy Communion was actually just a small mouthful.

After she took it, the whole baptism process was completed.

When Hawthorne announced the end of the ceremony, Adele, who had been sitting in the last row of the church seats and rubbing her belly, was stunned.

This……

Is this over?

That's all?

This guy didn't even ask to undress and be baptized naked, and he didn't even have any further intimate contact with his mother?

This……

Adele continued to rub her belly, her expression was really a bit incomprehensible. Because the breakfast at the monastery was too delicious, she accidentally ate a little too much and ended up like this.

However, the desire for food could not stop her determination to protect her mother. Even though her stomach was a little bloated, she still gritted her teeth and followed, determined to witness her mother's baptism with her own eyes.

but……

That's it?

From beginning to end, she didn't find any faults.

She was a little confused for a moment, because if she were Hawthorne and in that position, she would definitely not give up such a good opportunity and would definitely take advantage of it.

But Hawthorne didn't, which made her very suspicious for a moment.

Could it be that the "piety" spoken of by these so-called religious people is actually real, and they will not really use it as an excuse to gain advantages for themselves?

This……

Adele felt uncomfortable when she realized that there might be some sincerity in Hawthorne's piety. After all, the more this was the case, the more it showed that he was actually a sincere guy, and her mother might really appreciate him more because of this...

Damn, this guy!

She gritted her teeth secretly, but then took two deep breaths, put away her chaotic thoughts, and calmed herself down.

It’s okay, it’s fine this way. The original purpose of my coming here was to protect my mother from being deceived by this guy.

Now this guy is very well behaved and doesn't do anything to me, which is a good thing for me to see...

As she thought this, she gradually calmed herself down and continued to observe.

In the church, after being baptized, Willow opened her eyes, then looked down at her hands with a confused expression.

Hawthorne turned around and prepared to go out. Noticing her expression, he asked softly, "What's wrong, Madam Willow? Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

Willow swallowed and said, "No... I feel like even though I've been baptized, my body and my ability to cast spells don't seem to have changed at all."

Hawthorne smiled softly: "Of course this will not harm your ability to cast spells. This is just a courtesy ceremony."

Willow lowered her head, a little embarrassed. She stood side by side with him and walked out together. After hesitating for a moment, she still expressed her true desire: "Actually, this is the case, Father. I heard from Miss Nidalee that the reason she can make the god berry that is full of vitality and almost equivalent to half the healing effect is because she has obtained the power of the goddess of life..."

Chapter 414: Suppressing Accidents on the Road

Hawthorne suddenly realized and thought to himself, "So you are here for power."

But your daughter is watching here, so I'm afraid I can't do the baptism for you...

No, as a devout priest, I cannot express my attitude so carelessly...

He thought about it and weighed it for a moment. Then he frowned slightly, looking a little unhappy: "So, Mistress Willow converted to my Lord for this..."

Willow's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly explained, "No, Father, you misunderstood. I didn't say I wanted to believe in the Goddess of Life just for the sake of power."

"In fact, it was only after I learned a lot and thought deeply that I decided to become a follower of the Goddess..."

She said this with a guilty look on her face: "It's just that when we were chatting, Miss Nidalee happened to mention to me the special effects of her magic berries..."

Hawthorne nodded slightly, not dwelling on it any further: "I see. I understand."

Then, he said in a difficult tone: "That is indeed the power bestowed by the goddess. It allows you to change your job to a priest in the field of life. From then on, you can guide the power of the gods and make your god berries stronger."

"But, this is not something that can be accomplished instantly. To truly master this power, you must go through a period of special learning and training here."

In fact, this is nonsense. Many of the nuns can barely read and have no idea about things like divine arts, but they have also transferred their jobs to become nuns in the realm of life.

He just wanted to use this excuse to keep the matron in his monastery for a while longer.

Willow didn't know these things. She nodded slightly, thinking that it was not so easy to obtain such powerful power.

Then, she looked a little embarrassed: "How long will it take? The new camp in the mountains still needs me. I'm afraid I can't stay for too long."

Hawthorne looked even more embarrassed: "This... won't be too short. After all, you have never been exposed to anything in this area before, and I dare not say how efficient you are in learning."

"However, is there no one in the Green Vine Tribe who can help you share these things? For example, the outstanding spellcasters of the younger generation..."

As he said this, he was hinting that she should send Adele back and that she could study here on her own and not let her daughter follow her around.

But unfortunately, Willow didn't seem to understand the hint.

She shook her head slightly, then sighed: "The children are still far from grown up. It would be irresponsible for me, as the clan leader, to pass on the burden to them so early."

She said this, but after all, she was already here, and she was reluctant to give up this rare opportunity, so she said, "How about this, Father, I will learn here first, but if the effect is not good, I will take some materials back to the mountains to study by myself."

"No matter what, I have to go back before the New Year and celebrate the New Year with my tribesmen. What do you think?"

Hawthorne nodded: "Very good, then, let's follow this

Done! "

After this discussion, he took Willow to the study, took out a few introductory books of the Church of the Goddess of Life, gave them to her, and let her start studying on her own.

The latter was overjoyed and started studying at a quiet desk on the second floor, not caring whether his daughter would be bored.

After finishing all this, it was already noon. Hawthorne trained for a while, and the nuns who were out on missions returned to the monastery one by one.

The first one to rush back was Celine. As the strongest, she was the most efficient in handling such matters. The next one was Jutta. After all, this girl specialized in assassination, and it was also extremely easy for her to get rid of those people without leaving any trace or making any noise.

The next group to come back were the battle nuns led by Carol, but when they came back, they looked obviously depressed.

They didn't even take a break. After coming back, the whole team immediately went to the training room to find Hawthorne. They lined up in a row, each with a tense expression, as if they had committed some heinous crime.

This made Hawthorne very curious. He temporarily stopped his training and asked, "What happened to you guys? Carol, tell me."

"Father..." Carol took a step forward, but still lowered her head, with an apologetic expression and full of regret, "I killed someone..."

Hawthorne's expression remained unchanged: "What's the big deal? The reason I asked you to go out on this mission is to kill people, right?"

"There should be a total of 31 people in the enemy gang this time. Tell me, how many did you kill? If there are any that slip through the net, I will doubt your ability, Carol."

Carol shook her head vigorously: "No... Among the people we killed this time, there was a soldier who was not the target..."

Behind her, several nuns nodded repeatedly, looking somewhat ashamed.

Hawthorne's smile suddenly faded: "What's going on?"

But then, his tone became lighter and softer: "Don't be afraid, Carol, I believe you have a kind heart, so no matter what you do, at least I am willing to cover for you."

"Be assured, my sister, I will never blame you."

He consoled her softly like this, and Carol sniffed, then told him the whole story.

It turned out that this morning, after receiving Hawthorne's order, Carol took the girls under her command, holding ion beam emitters, and went to find the drug dealer's lair.

The journey was quite smooth. The other party had no idea that someone was going to deal with them. They were even drunk last night and were generally still in the stronghold and had not gotten up.

Carol and the girls easily captured them all without even firing the plasma gun.

But on the way back, they encountered something very special.

To put it simply, a young boy roared and attacked a strong man who was hugging a beautiful woman with a kitchen knife. Not only did he fail to win the fight, but the man also took away his weapon and knocked him to the ground.

Then, the strong man stepped on the boy and insulted him wantonly, while the woman knelt down in front of the strong man, hugged his thighs, and begged him to be magnanimous and spare the boy's life.

Originally, it was not the nuns' business to deal with such matters. It happened every now and then in the slums that conceited young men attempted to fight with gang leaders but were killed in return or even lost their lives. Many people had become numb to such stories.

But Carol couldn't bear to hear the woman crying so heartbreakingly, so she took her sisters to beat up the strong man, tied him up aside, and then asked him what was going on.

Then this question became a big deal.

It turned out that the woman was the older sister of the boy who was beaten. The two were a family that made a living by catching crabs and had a little extra money. The woman was currently studying history at the Liberal University of Languages. I wouldn’t say she had a bright future, but it was.

A few days ago, they were on winter vacation, and the woman was on her way home when she met this strong man, a smuggler who had just risen to prominence in the past six months and made a fortune by smuggling healing potions.

Oh, the smuggler’s name was also on Chauvin’s list, but because the crime was too minor, Hawthorne ignored it.

We can imagine what happened next. The complacent elder brother was aroused by the beauty of the girl and abducted her to his lair, where he raped her for three days and three nights before letting her go home.

Although the girl and her family were heartbroken, everything had already happened and could not be undone.

She just wanted to treat all this as a nightmare and continue her normal life after it passed, but she didn't expect that this was just the beginning of the nightmare: today, the smuggler broke into the girl's home alone, beat up the girl's parents, and forcibly abducted the girl.

The younger brother played cards with his friends all night and returned home in the early morning. Seeing his parents bleeding, he naturally flew into a rage, picked up his things and chased after them, wanting to fight the smuggler to the death...

Then, this is what the nuns saw. If Carol hadn't been so reluctant and helped him, the boy would have been a corpse by now.

After hearing all these stories, Carol was furious, and the other nuns were also very angry, and they felt the same way: because they were of the same origin and were equally beautiful. If they had not joined the monastery and received strong support,

With such great power, what happened to this girl is very likely to happen to them!

The furious girls discussed it and collectively decided to execute the smuggler.

Under their overwhelming force, the seemingly strong man who seemed unattainable in the eyes of young boys was killed by the nuns like a chicken. He was so scared that he even peed and shit before he died, and there was no trace of the aura of the so-called "gangster boss".

And then, it was the current scene. Although they thought they had upheld justice, they had, after all, killed a person who might not have deserved death without Hawthorne's permission.

They also knew that this was wrong and violated the priest's repeated orders, so they came together in the hope of receiving enlightenment, understanding and redemption.

Chapter 415 Do you want to kill them all?

Upon hearing this, Hawthorne also sighed.

Well, the nuns are not emotionless machines after all. They all have their own life history, their own values ​​and private emotions, so they can be blinded by anger or fear and do something that deviates from the original plan.

It’s inevitable, but…

Looking at the girls' guilty expressions, Hawthorne frowned and made his own considerations in his mind.

The Battle Sisters will be his most important and most reliable army in the future. He must build them into a perfect army that is disciplined, tenacious and fearless.

But reality is not a game. Things like discipline, morale and faith cannot be achieved by simply clicking buttons like "ideological construction" or "rectifying work style" and then spending some money.

He has to think about how to do it specifically and then do it himself.

It's embarrassing to say that with Hawthorne's experience in two lifetimes, he has never really seen many real armies with his own eyes, let alone a real and highly qualified religious army.

He could only imitate the army of the country in his previous life in his memory, the army that had repeatedly defeated the strong with the weak and created miracles in history, to build his own troops.

Well, although I don’t understand the core principle, if I imitate what they have done, there is a high probability that I will not go wrong.

Well, what they have done before, military democracy, and fighting against local tyrants and evil gentry...

He made his first judgment, and then said to Carol with a serious expression: "First of all, you are all going to carry out the extermination mission. After the extermination is completed, you should come back immediately and report to me."

"But Carol, you guys created unnecessary trouble. Not only did you waste time, but you also caused new loss of life. You must be punished for this!"

Carol had a resolute expression and did not show any dissatisfaction. They all knew that their willful behavior might affect the monastery's long-term great plan.

This is the price they have to pay to satisfy their passionate sense of justice.

Hawthorne let out a long breath and continued, "But I also need to reflect on the omissions in my previous task arrangements and the fact that I did not take everyone's emotions into consideration."

"Andre, notify all the nuns to come to the church hall. Regarding the next step, I need everyone to participate and discuss a more thorough plan!"

……

In the church hall of the Goddess of Life, all the twenty-one nuns currently present in the monastery gathered here, sitting on the benches, looking at each other, at a loss.

They really couldn't understand what the "punishment" Hawthorne was talking about was, and why he called everyone here.

To judge them?

Or for what?

They had no idea and had never seen such a scene before, so they were extremely nervous. They hoped that Hawthorne would pardon them, but they were also afraid that they would be deprived of their hard-earned power.

Standing behind the pulpit, Hawthorne got hold of an oversized standing whiteboard and had Celine use magic to clearly project the contents of Chauvin's list onto it.

After the names, nicknames, businesses, locations, etc. of everyone on the list were projected, he cleared his throat and said, "Sisters, I called you all here today because of something that happened suddenly this morning."

"This is how it all started. You may have heard about it, but to avoid omissions, I will repeat it again..."

He then recounted what happened to Carol this morning when she returned from her mission, and then said, "That's basically the situation. In short, through this incident, I discovered that those smuggling criminals who seemed to be less harmful seemed to be equally, or even more, endangering the normal lives of the residents of Nangang District."

"This has caused me to wonder, is our original strategy wrong? Should we expand the scope of this operation to eliminate the suspected cult forces and include enemies like the smugglers that Carol encountered this morning?"