Hypnosis: They want to improve too much

Lucia: "I would like you to help me contact Dean Winston of the Royal School of Magic and tell him that the Holy See wants to talk to him and ask him to come to the castle.

Your Highness, do you think it's okay?"

"this..."

Harris was a little hesitant. In his eyes, Winston was an uncontrollable being. He was worried that the Holy See of Light would establish a relationship with Winston and throw him aside.

Wanting to win the favor of the Holy Lady of Light is one thing, but helping to invite Dean Winston is another. He has to weigh the pros and cons.

Lucia sighed regretfully: "If Your Highness feels embarrassed, please forget what I just said. This is beyond the scope of cooperation. You don't need to care about it."

Harris felt a pang in his heart when he saw the sadness in the other person's eyes, so he quickly said, "No, how could I refuse? I mean..."

An unprecedented strong urge to urinate instantly overwhelmed his consciousness, and before he could finish his words, a large wet mark appeared on his pants.

"Tick!"

It was like something dripped onto the smooth floor and was extremely eye-catching.

Harris: “!!!”

He was filled with shame and anger and quickly stood up and ran out the door: "Lady Saint, I'll excuse myself for a moment!"

He felt his cheeks flushed with an extremely strong feeling of shame.

He never thought that he would be incontinent one day.

Why does my body suddenly become out of control?

Is there something wrong with the tea of ​​the Holy See of Light?

Having been poisoned once, he learned to draw inferences from one instance, but no matter how he thought about it, it didn't make sense. The Holy See of Light had no reason to harm him.

If the Holy See of Light wanted to harm him, they would not have saved him.

At least that's what the second prince, Harris, thinks.

The best thing to do now is to run away and change his pants. He feels too embarrassed to face anyone.

After Harris ran away, an old woman in a white robe came out from the corner and said with disgust, "I didn't expect our partner to be like this. If this gets reported back to the headquarters, people might laugh their heads off and say we've met the wrong person."

Lucia said expressionlessly: "It doesn't matter, he's just a puppet used to take the blame. The worse his image is, the better it is for us.

For the sake of the Holy See of Light, all sacrifices are acceptable. After Harris dies, he will definitely go to the Kingdom of Light."

The old woman looked at the water stains on the ground and endured it with difficulty: "Are you really going to tear your face with Duke Laust? He is a duke of the seventh rank. If he really makes trouble, it might cause us a lot of trouble."

“This is the Pope’s suggestion. In order to maintain the normal circulation of the Holy See of Light, souls and resources are both necessary. Therefore, the Rhine Mine must be uniformly distributed by the Holy See of Light.

I understand your concerns. You are a priest and your fighting ability is not strong. But please believe me, a small country like the Norman Kingdom cannot have any impact on us. "

Lucia is very confident in her own strength, because she is close to the seventh level. If she adds the holy relics of the Holy See of Light, her strength will increase dozens of times.

There is no limit to the relic, the more souls consumed the stronger it becomes.

If she didn't want to completely sever ties with Winston, she wouldn't have come to a tiny country like the Norman Kingdom in person.

Not to mention the Duke of Lost, even if Winston himself stood in front of her, she would be able to defeat him.

The old woman looked gloomy when she heard Lucia's words: "Those people are really greedy. Not only do they want 100,000 souls, they also want to monopolize the Rhine Mine. The poor old Duke hasn't realized that he has become a prey."

Lucia's face was slightly cold: "Pastor Sofia, please be careful with your words. The Church of Light cannot be slandered. All of this is to save more people.

Sacrifice is necessary to maintain rules and order. We still have to fight against the demons. Now is the time when we need strength. Please don't say such disturbing words. "

“Come on, fighting against the demons is just a lie for children.

Anyone who knows a little bit of history knows that the Church is always the last organization to hide in major events. Once the balance of victory tilts towards its side, the Church will step forward to reap the benefits. Rather than saying that the Church of Light saved the human race, it is better to say that the Church of Light took away all the glory of the human race. "

Sophia's words were full of resentment, and the look she gave Lucia was filled with both sighs and sarcasm.

Lucia's eyes became much more serious: "Reverend Sofia, are you blaspheming the Church?"

"Don't scare me with the Holy See. I'm going to retire soon. Your threats are useless to me. The Holy See you recognize is nothing more than a tool for profit in my eyes.

It’s a pity that I worked so hard for the Vatican for decades, but in the end, even when I asked them for a few souls, I was rejected. Did I ask for a lot?

It's just one or two thousand. Those archbishops all spent tens of thousands. What's wrong with me just asking for this little?"

Sophia walked out of the meeting room with a stern face and said, "I will go home to retire after finishing this job. I hope that the Saint Lady will recognize the situation and not make things difficult for me. I will not do any work that is too troublesome.

By the way, it’s better if such a shameful thing as the Second Prince doesn’t appear in front of me, otherwise I will kill him because I regret saving him.

Besides...the god you believe in is dead!"

Lucia: "..."

She watched Sofia's back gradually disappear in silence.

"Why doesn't anyone understand me? My mother doesn't understand me, my colleagues don't understand me, my friends don't understand me, and even my father, whom I've never met, doesn't understand me...

God exists. I have seen Him. He is a very gentle goddess, and His whole body is shrouded in divine light..."

Lucia took off her veil, covered her face with her hands, and kept muttering to herself. Her beautiful face was filled with sadness.

"Could it be that the God of Light really exists?"

Ron, hiding in the dark, looked solemn. Lucia's panel was unusually unique.

[Name: Lucia]

[Status: Hypnotizable]

【Spirit: 999】

【quality:? ? ? 】

[Abnormal: God's Container (Not Awakened)]

[Hypnosis Risk: Very High]

[Emphasis: A natural vessel for gods, she has the potential to become a god, but she was marked by a goddess in advance, making her only able to become nourishment for gods.

If one is bold enough to make her into one's own cauldron, then both the container and the god will feed back massive attributes. Before awakening, her power cannot exceed the limits of the human world, so there is a possibility of confrontation.

Whether to become a fellow believer of God is a multiple-choice question. This object has the characteristics of high returns and high risks, so please treat it with caution.

Estimated strength after the explosion: Level 8]

To put it simply, Ron had only two choices, either to turn both the saint and the god into his own power bank, or to turn around and run away immediately and never return to the Norman Kingdom.

Clearly, it wasn't in Ron's character to flee without a fight.

Putting aside Lucia's stunning beauty and slender figure, the attributes she can provide are the most important.

An idea suddenly came to Ron's mind, and he recalled Raphael's compass that could transmit information.

Although he cannot deal with the eighth level, the demons can. He can take this opportunity to consume the Holy See of Light and the demons.

"Who? Who's there?!"

Ron's mental fluctuations leaked out while he was thinking, which aroused Lucia's vigilance.

The girl immediately put on her veil and walked towards where Ron was, holding a palm-sized black gem in her hand.

Chapter 88: Good stomach, can eat hard food

Was discovered.

Lucia's perception was much stronger than that of an ordinary sixth-level person, and Ron was discovered as soon as he emitted a little mental fluctuation.

Seeing the girl getting closer to his hiding place, Ron immediately controlled a paladin and made him run to his original hiding place. During this process, the knight did not see him.

"what are you doing here?"

After a while, Lucia walked out of the meeting room and stared at the Paladin with a scrutinizing look. She sensed a strange aura from the latter.

Although it was only for a moment, she clearly felt that some special changes had taken place in the other person.

This feeling was somewhat familiar. She had just felt it on the Second Prince. It was a manifestation of a silent soul.

It's kind of like... some kind of miracle.

Yes, she had felt a similar atmosphere in the shadow of the Goddess of Light. It was a purer power.

A terrifying force that people cannot resist and have to submit to.

“I…I seem to be lost. I’m sorry, Saint Lady, I didn’t know you were in there.

I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I just happened to be passing by, I..."

The knight argued frantically. Just now, an idea suddenly popped into his mind that he wanted to go over for a stroll.

He didn't even think about whether this was the right thing to do, his body just walked over uncontrollably.

"Go away, this is not the place for you."

Lucia's eyes were not on the knight. She looked around as if she was looking for something.

Her intuition told her that the culprit was someone else.

"Thank you for your understanding, Saint Lady. I'll leave now!"

The Paladin felt as if he had been pardoned. He scratched his head in confusion and quickly walked away from the meeting room.

"Who is he? What is his purpose? Is he an enemy?"

The girl murmured something. She had planned to go back to the meeting room and sit for a while, but when she saw the pool of liquid on the ground, she turned around and left without staying for a second.

On the other side, Ron did not leave the castle directly. He was getting familiar with the environment, avoiding all sights.

Step carefully first, as he will have to prepare gifts for the saint later.

After deliberately avoiding the saint and the priest, Ron used his mental power to sweep the entire castle. In the feedback he received, he found the figure of the second prince, Harris, who seemed to be taking a bath.

Fortunately, the only thought that came back was a blurry figure, so he did not see the eye-catching scene.

With the idea of ​​treating others with courtesy, Ron cautiously entered Harris's room.

After entering the room, he saw the new clothes placed in the room at a glance.

In order to leave a deep impression on the second prince, he sprinkled a lot of colorless and odorless itching powder on the latter's trousers.

As long as the second prince puts on this pair of pants, he will be almost useless. If he doesn't get treatment from the priest, he may be ruined for the rest of his life.

After doing all this, Ron went to other places for a walk.

Half an hour passed in a flash. Ron, who had nothing left to do, planned to slip away from the back door of the castle. At this moment, he heard a series of sharp and piercing screams.

"Ahhh!"

The screams of the second prince resounded throughout the entire castle, and everyone's attention was drawn to him. Many paladins rushed to where he lived without stopping, thinking that they had encountered an assassin.

Thanks to the help of the Second Prince, Ron's process of leaving the castle was smoother, and he didn't even have time to use his own abilities.

"Itchy! I'm so itchy, Saint Lady, please save me, Pastor, please save me. As long as you are willing to save me, I will do anything for you."

Harris scratched the waistband of his pants with bloodshot eyes. The itchy feeling that went deep into his bones almost killed him.

But scratching the surface often has no effect. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot solve the root of the problem.

The more he scratched, the more itchy it became. He wished he could bang his head against the wall and die. However, the fact was that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Did you feel anything?"

Pastor Sophia pointed at Harris on the ground and asked Saint Lucia.

Lucia shook her head solemnly: "His soul fluctuations are normal, it doesn't seem like he was affected by others. This situation may be caused by external reasons.

I hope you can help rescue him. His Royal Highness is an indispensable partner of the Holy See. Only if he is alive can we smoothly carry out the next plan. "

The series of abnormalities made her feel a little uneasy. This was the first time she had encountered such a strange scene.

But no matter what, the second prince must be saved. He is a puppet of the Holy See of Light. Except for the second prince, the eldest princess and the third prince are not trustworthy.

There was a look of disgust on Sofia's old face. She wanted to refuse. She didn't want to treat someone who suddenly became incontinent, as this would tarnish her life resume.

But cooperating with the Saint is her most important task, and if she fails to do so, her retirement will be postponed.

In order to stop being a laborer for the Church, she could only say with a dark face: "Let someone open it for him. Let me take a look first."

After receiving a positive answer, Saint Lucia first breathed a sigh of relief, then she turned to Harris and said, "Your Highness, I'm sorry to leave you for a moment. Please leave the rest to the pastor. She is experienced and can solve all problems."

After saying this, she turned and left the room. As a pure saint, there were some things she could not look at, otherwise it would defile the eyes of God.