Witch Monastery

As soon as they came over, they saw a slender figure standing on the bow of the front deck. The thin bandages were tightly attached to her slender body, revealing all the plump curves.

It was none other than the mummy they had rescued, Ms. Fatima.

Seeing her completely uncovered body, An Nuo sniffed, then secretly pinched Hawthorn's palm, still feeling a little jealous.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that the reason why she was defenseless against Heidi, Celine and even Willow was that they were all wearing loose robes that covered their body lines tightly.

As for this mummy, her plump and perky buttocks are exposed, and even her butt crack is vaguely visible. It is obvious that she wears it like this on purpose to seduce men!

She felt a little unhappy, and at this moment, Fatima in front of her also noticed her approach, so she turned her head and nodded to her gently: "Good morning, Miss Anno, Mr. Hawthorne."

Hawthorne and she nodded in response. Anno suppressed his displeasure and gave a polite smile: "Good morning, Ms. Fatima."

As she said this, she pretended not to mind at all and walked over to her side, chatting with her naturally, "Did you have a good rest last night? It seems that you are in good spirits today?"

This is the truth. In the past two days, apart from fighting, Fatima has been sleeping in the coffin and has no intention of coming out.

And today, she actually took the initiative to come out and stand on the deck to look at the sea, which shows that her energy must have been greatly restored.

An Nuo was not sure whether this was a good or bad thing for an undead creature, but seeing that a comrade who had fought side by side with her yesterday had recovered her spirits, she instinctively felt happy for her.

However, Fatima's answer was a bit disappointing: "How is that possible? I am just an undead creature after all."

Chapter 636 Fatima: You two should keep your voice down in the middle of the night

As he spoke, the mummy lowered his head, looked at his plump body wrapped in bandages, and whispered, "Even though I used the special necromancy magic of my homeland, the nature of undead creatures will not change."

"Now, all I can smell and taste is the bitter and stinky smell of my own body dying, and the astringent smell of the medicine used to keep this body fresh..."

"My sense of touch has basically been lost, and all that is left to my soul is endless numbness and occasional pain somewhere in my body."

"I want to die so badly, not because I have a noble character, but simply because I want to be free from these pains and stop living without dignity."

She said calmly, making Anno's previous greeting seem a little awkward, and Hawthorne couldn't help scratching his head. This was the first time he had heard of what it felt like to be an undead creature.

But then, Annuo couldn't help but feel strong sympathy for the mummy: "You have worked hard. As a paladin, I promise you that when all this is over, I will grant you peace and relief."

Fatima smiled softly: "Thank you, I feel much better with your words."

On the other hand, as a time traveler who had also experienced COVID-19, Hawthorne also understood the difficult situation she was in now.

Thinking about the fact that he had always planned on using her power, a feeling of guilt came over him, and he couldn't help but think of compensating her.

He secretly made up his mind that he must make it up to her in the future. He took a deep breath and then changed the topic to serious matters: "Come on, Ms. Fatima, since you are so energetic now, why don't we talk about Feng Si... Anyway, the matter of the vampire?"

Fatima nodded slightly. "Von Stein, my fiancé's younger brother, is a guy who is addicted to pleasure, greedy, uneducated, and only knows how to take shortcuts."

When she mentioned this vampire, her tone was obviously filled with disgust. "Back then, he secretly colluded with the cultists for his own selfish interests and made many places in the country miserable. So when the war broke out, the upper echelons found that many places were already in a state of emergency and could not raise any money, food, or troops."

As she spoke, she sighed, "The power of the Lord of the Deep Sea was not so strong at the beginning. If we could gather a strong force earlier, many things might be saved... Of course, it's too late to say this now. Those things have been settled and there is no room for turning around."

Hawthorne spoke up and brought the topic back on track: "Let's get down to business, ma'am. Judging from your experience, Feng... Anyway, since the vampire has escaped secretly, what might he do next based on his personality?"

Fatima looked thoughtful and continued, "From what I know about him, he is greedy for pleasure, but he doesn't trust his subordinates who are not under his absolute control. So it is very likely that he will find a prosperous and wealthy place and then turn some people into his followers.

, and then began to bring disaster to this era..."

She said this, and then nodded confidently: "He will definitely do this. That's what he did back then. After being transformed into a vampire by the cultists, he arranged for people to kill all the cultists, and then he transformed all his most trusted subordinates into vampire derivatives."

"Thinking back now, he must have been living in fear since that day. After all, his brother was a holy knight who hated evil. This also explains why he wanted to drag his brother down to become a death knight and drag the entire country into the abyss of destruction..."

She recalled the past and analyzed the reasons for the vampire's various behaviors, but unfortunately, Hawthorne was not interested.

He turned his head and glanced into the distance. Their ship was not moving slowly, and the port of Liber was very close. He could even catch a glimpse of the outline of the city.

He couldn't help but frowning, and looked at An Nuo, and they both saw the worry in each other's eyes.

If the vampire covets prosperity and enjoyment, then isn't Port Liber the closest to him and one of the most prosperous cities in the material world today?

Is there any place that better suits his needs than here?

Probably not...

Thinking of this, both of them felt heavy in their hearts.

At this time, Fatima seemed not interested in continuing to talk about the spoiler vampire. After a pause, she continued to say to Hawthorne: "But there is one thing I still want to tell you two."

An Nuo perked up: "You say."

"It's just..." She chose her words carefully, trying to keep her words elegant. "I can understand that you and Mr. Hawthorne need a nightlife. Although I didn't get married in time and met that terrible fate, I also understand and understand this."

"But, could you please keep the noise down at night? I wanted to relax last night, but ended up having to listen until the middle of the night. It was really unbearable..."

An Nuo's face flushed instantly: "Ah, this... I see. Thank you for your reminder. I... we will pay more attention to it next time..."

"Uh... I suddenly remembered something, Hawthorne, let's go back first!"

Huo Sang's face instantly became extremely embarrassed. After hearing what Annuo said, he hurriedly pulled her away.

Fatima looked at their backs and felt that what she said was a bit unpleasant. However, as a former princess, she was not used to giving in to others and being wronged to facilitate others' nightlife. She couldn't do it.

If there is anything that makes her uncomfortable, she will speak out.

On the other side, Annuo ran back to the cabin, her face flushed with shame. Seeing that no one was around, she twisted Huo Sang's waist in shame and anger: "It's all your fault, it's so embarrassing!"

Huo Sang was pinched so hard that his teeth were bared. He tried to excuse himself while dodging: "How can you blame me? It wasn't me who screamed so loudly..."

It would have been better if he hadn't said that. Once he said that, Annuo became even more angry and started pinching and hitting him, making him look very embarrassed.

After a while of fighting, the girl finally calmed down and breathed heavily. Hawthorne put his arm around her shoulders and wanted to comfort her by saying something like "It's okay, it will be fine once we get off the boat", but looking at her flushed face, he didn't say it.

They stayed like this for a while. Suddenly, An Nuo looked up and looked into his eyes: "Something's wrong, dear."

Hawthorne was stunned: "Huh?"

"Last night..." She gestured, and her face, which had just begun to show signs of fading, quickly turned red again, "We should have finished... very early, right?"

"It shouldn't be until the second half of the night... Did she hear it wrong?"

"Or……"

She began to think, her brain working rapidly, and ideas one after another grew in her mind.

"Did we take the blame for others?" Finally, she pouted her lips and guessed unhappily, "Hawthorne, besides us, there were other people on this ship last night, and they didn't know the seriousness of the matter and made a very big noise..."

In an instant, Hawthorne's face turned pale.

He suddenly realized that what Fatima heard last night was not the sounds of him and Anno making love, but Heidi's undisguised and wanton moans!

Originally, no one should have the nerve to mention such a thing, but who would have known that this ancient mummy had a different way of thinking than an ordinary person and actually told them everything right in front of them!

Chapter 637 An Nuo's Suspicion

This……

Hawthorne felt a black screen in front of his eyes and felt like he was about to faint.

"Not necessarily, uh, this..." He trembled and stuttered as he explained, "Last night, uh, we didn't look at the watch... Of course, the most important thing is that there was no watch in Fatima's coffin..."

Halfway through his speech, he suddenly had an idea and continued, "Look, she just said that her sense of smell and taste is only bitter, and her body also has contractions - in this state of pain, people always feel that time passes very slowly. Maybe she misjudged the time?"

An Nuo was stunned for a moment: "Ah? Is that so?"

Hawthorne's heartbeat quickened, and he decided to take a gamble: "Why don't we ask her again?"

Suddenly, An Nuo was so angry that he pinched his waist again, lowered his voice and yelled at him: "You think it's not embarrassing enough!

Now I feel ashamed to see her again! It's so embarrassing..."

She lowered her head, whimpered, and beat his chest again. Hawthorne hugged her body, leaning against her, and advised: "Well... there's nothing we can do. If the nuns really have some, uh, some habits of self-comfort, or have some private affairs between each other that we don't know about... I can't control this kind of thing, right?"

As he spoke, his thoughts became clearer and clearer. "Even if we find out later, it wasn't us who were secretly comforting each other in the second half of last night. What can we do? Should we clear everything up? Then they will be ashamed as we are."

An Nuo calmed down and thought about it. He felt that what he said was right: "That makes sense... We don't even need to clarify it. Just investigating what happened last night will expose their secret love affair, which may bring a lot of trouble..."

She thought it was a thorough consideration: after all, not everyone has an open mind, and most of these girls come from Nangang District, such a backward place, and they and their families may also be very conservative. They finally broke through the shackles of their own thoughts and ran towards their lovers. Once exposed, they may have to bear the pressure from the surrounding society...

Thinking of this, her heart softened.

Hawthorne's heart sank half back into his stomach, and he struck while the iron was hot, adding his final advice: "So, for their sake, it is not convenient to investigate this matter. Since you and I are their leaders, we should bear the blame!"

An Nuo thought about it, and suddenly several ancient sayings from the Sein Empire flashed through his mind. Finally, he curled his lips and nodded reluctantly: "Okay, then today... No, forget it today, but in the future, we can't always take the blame like this!"

She was furious, her eyes sparkling. "Even if we don't track down who it is, we have to gather all the nuns together, inform them, and hint to that couple to keep their voices down at night!"

"Hawthorne, go and notify them, okay? Let's hold a temporary meeting for the battle sisters, just to emphasize the issue of discipline!"

Hawthorne's heart was pounding, but seeing An Nuo's angry look, he couldn't find any reason to refuse: "This...ah, okay, then I'll go notify them to gather now..."

He then gave the order to gather all the nuns, who were relaxing, some playing dice, others trying on swimsuits, preparing to go in the water and have some fun later.

After all, there was nothing to do today, and everyone was in a relaxed mood. At this moment, when they suddenly heard the order to assemble, the nuns were all a little confused.

But even so, they finally gathered in the cabin, stood steadily in rows, and waited curiously for Hawthorne's speech.

Heidi, Celine and Kesha also arrived at the scene. The former two were smiling, while the latter stared with a pair of innocent big eyes, looking at everything in front of her with curiosity and confusion.

Annuo pouted her lips and looked very unhappy. She stood at the front of the team, then nudged Hawthorne's waist with her elbow, signaling him to start talking now and make everything clear.

Hawthorne coughed, and stood in front of all the girls, facing everyone's gaze, and said hesitantly: "Ah, this, the main reason for gathering everyone together today is that there is a very critical issue that needs to be discussed together."

"The reason why this problem is called a key problem is because it is the most critical part of our problem solving. And to solve the key problem, the most critical point is that we must grasp the key to this problem..."

The battle nuns were confused and looked at each other, not understanding why Hawthorne, who was usually decisive and tried to explain things in the clearest and most straightforward terms, was suddenly so slow in speaking today.

Beside him, An Nuo couldn't help but pinch his arm, then stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear: "Speak to the point!"

Huo Sang said with a bitter face: "Then teach me, how can we make everyone understand without revealing the truth?"

An Nuo curled his lips, thinking that he did have to take care of the girl's face, and he suddenly felt very depressed: "Well...well, hurry up and find a way!"

Hawthorne took a deep breath and continued: "Ah, the key issue is our rest!"

"I have stressed this many times before. If you rest well, you will make rapid progress. If you don't rest well, you will get half the result with twice the effort. So, the key is to have a good rest..."

An Nuo pinched him again, signaling him to hurry up. Hawthorne had no choice but to bite the bullet and get to the point: "And the key issue we are going to talk about today is not to disturb other people's rest."

"According to the response, of course, don't ask who responded, anyway, in the second half of last night, some people were quietly carrying out some special entertainment activities."

"Of course, this doesn't mean that everyone should restrain their own needs, but some people don't pay much attention to their own behavior, so they make some noise and disturb others' rest..."

Most of the combat nuns had confused expressions on their faces. A small number of nuns who did not sleep last night and stayed up late because they had nothing to do today looked at him with bewildered eyes.

That look seemed

What he was saying was: Father, what's wrong with you? You were the one who made the most noise last night, weren't you? You even went up on the deck and we all heard it...

Their eyes changed, and their expressions became extremely strange. The air was gradually filled with a weird atmosphere, and at this time, Kasa suddenly raised her hand in the crowd and said to him: "There shouldn't be such a thing last night..."

An Nuo turned his head and looked at her: "Maybe you went to bed too early, so you didn't hear it?"

Kasha scratched her head and said, "No, I slept quite late last night and was distributing snacks to each dormitory. What I mean is that there wasn't much noise in the dormitories of the battle nuns last night..."

Hawthorne gritted his teeth and interrupted her: "Since he is the first offender, I will not pursue him this time. But I still want to remind everyone that you can have your own entertainment needs, but you still have to be careful not to disturb others' rest. Do you understand?"

The nuns looked at each other in bewilderment, and at this moment, Heidi suddenly spoke up: "We didn't intend to find out who it was, and there's no need to pursue this matter. As long as everyone has this awareness, it's good. If there is any mistake, correct it, and if there is none, encourage it!"

Hawthorne looked at the culprit viciously. If she hadn't suddenly not wanted to go to the sea last night and insisted on doing it on the front deck of the ship, there wouldn't have been so many things happening today!

However, Heidi just covered her mouth, giggled, and smiled sweetly, without any guilt at all.

An Nuo pouted and added, "It's okay this time, but there can't be a next time. You can't let others take the blame for you..."

She spoke with a tone of grievance. The nuns listened to her voice, and suddenly, some of the smarter ones had an idea.

Wait, wasn’t the noise in the second half of last night caused by Annuo?

Who will succeed?

The girls looked at each other, and the clever ones all began to nod slowly: "Okay, okay, we got it..."

"Listen clearly..."

"It won't happen again..."

There were sporadic voices, and more and more combat nuns began to respond, indicating that they all realized what was going on.

An Nuo breathed a sigh of relief, and the resentment in her heart was finally gone. Huo Sang observed her expression and also breathed a sigh of relief, then said: "Okay, then let's disband."

When he said this, for some reason, he suddenly felt that among the combat nuns, some girls looked at him with eyes as greedy as a hungry wolf looking at a lamb.

He couldn't help but pray in his heart, hoping that there wouldn't be any more trouble in his future life...

Chapter 638: Rare Tenderness

In the Port of Liberl, in the Mithril District, in the castle section where the nobles live, there is a magnificent castle.

This is the territory of the Cavendish family, which is also a long-established hereditary aristocratic family in the Sayin Empire. Although their fiefdom in the inland of the Sayin Empire is only the size of an earl, fortunately the family has retained the previous title of marquis, so they can still be regarded as powerful today.