The nun with black stockings is actually a boy?

Demetrius remained noncommittal. "On the sixth of next month, Archpriest Basilis will be promoted to Archbishop and take over the Inquisition. I hope you can come then."

Upgrade two levels in a row?

Roger knew what this meant, and quickly dismounted, saying flatteringly, "Deacon Dmitri, oh no, Archpriest Dmitri, there are five of us here, all at your command."

Demetri nodded with satisfaction and pointed to the burning Ares Manor in the distance. "Go and check it out."

"Yes." Rogge had no complaints. He got back on the mechanical warhorse and led the Night Watch team to Ares Manor.

The members of the Inquisition followed behind. When they arrived at Ares Manor, they found that it was a world of ice and fire. The beautiful garden looked like it had been trampled by war, and the gorgeous architectural decorations were either stained with frost or burnt.

"Report, there are a large number of dead blasphemous creations here, presumably the Lord of the Seventh." A member of the Inquisition suddenly appeared beside Dmitri.

The Seventh Lord refers to the Lord of Disease, so as to avoid being sensed by the powerful person in the virtual space.

"A large number? Could it be that the Ares family was attacked by cultists?" Rogge analyzed.

"I'm not sure," Dmitri said to me, riding his mechanical warhorse to a dead tentacle monster. "Although it has been transformed, there are still traces of clothing on it. It vaguely resembles a servant's attire."

Upon hearing this, the others went to check and found that it was true. They also discovered the bodies of Leo Ares, the head of the Ares family, and his butler.

"Amen!" Dmitri raised his hand in a gesture of rest.

Roger was sweating profusely as he looked at the tentacles on the bodies of Leo and his butler, and a terrible guess arose in his heart.

"Profiler, report the results." Dmitri turned around and shouted after completing his resting salute.

A masked nun came out, holding a parchment and saying, "The Lord said there are witches, strange walkers, warriors, an assassin-like class, and a spellcasting class from the Hell system. I can't tell the difference."

"The strange walkers and warriors are the seeds of the Ares family, and the attackers are Satanists?" Rogge analyzed, but quickly shook his head to deny it. Otherwise, how could he explain those blasphemous creatures on the ground.

Of course, he had another opinion in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it to his face.

"The attackers are... three people!" said the nun in profile, then closed her mouth and turned to look at Dmitri.

Obviously, she also realized that something was wrong.

"Oh no!" Dmitri suddenly realized something and immediately rode his horse towards the manor villa.

The others had no choice but to follow quickly.

Dmitri stopped in front of a mansion, dismounted, quickly went upstairs, and rushed to the study on the top floor. What caught his eyes was a messy study.

There were seven bronze treasure chests, but there was nothing in them except gold, silver, jewelry, and land deeds to shops.

"The Seventh Spatial Fragment - Flower Realm." Dmitri looked at the empty Seventh Bronze Treasure Chest and laughed in anger. "How audacious! How audacious! These three attackers, even if I have to dig three feet deep, I'll find them for me."

At the end of his words, Dmitri just yelled.

Rogge and everyone else looked at each other in shock.

A space fragment represents a small dimension, a small world, similar to the Peach Blossom Spring. Back when Rome was still a republic, eighteen of them were built, helping it avoid numerous crises of national destruction. Today, only seven space fragments remain.

The Holy Light Church in the west keeps three, the Eastern Roman Empire keeps one, the Frankish Empire keeps one, and the two of the Glorious Church on their side are in the Flower Realm and the Sea Realm respectively.

These space fragments cannot be opened and used by those who are not extraordinary beings at level 5 or above. Could it be that the robber is a powerful being at level 5?

How come it is in the hands of the Ares family now, and it is lost? This is something that the Patriarch personally keeps!

The only explanation is that the church took the initiative to lend...

"Pass the order down, Satanists and dark believers cooperated to attack the Ares family and steal their money and treasures. All members of the Ares family fought bravely and died heroically in the end!" Dmitri stared at Rogge with cold eyes, as if he was about to draw his sword at the next moment.

Rogge broke out in a cold sweat, he knew that the other party was forcing him to prepare a statement for the outside world.

"Yes, I understand." Rogge lowered his head, his heart in turmoil.

Think about it carefully, could a small or medium-sized noble engage in blasphemous worship under the noses of the church and the empire?

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, especially in this magical world. Ares's creation of the virtual space is obviously the result of someone's protection.

The Ares family is not clean, and the church itself is probably not clean either...

Buhao, my job!

When Rogge figured it out, he was so sad that he wanted to cry but had no tears left. He even wanted to die.

Chapter 31: If I can’t catch you, I can’t put the blame on you?

Early in the morning, Helen and Natalie arrived at the city gate in a mechanical carriage, looking tired.

The commotion last night was quite big, and when the two of them ran out, it was already late at night.

In order to avoid being noticed, the two of them slept for a while and rushed to the gate of the imperial capital before dawn.

"Hey, it's Sister Helen!" Guard Philip greeted Helen.

Helen heard this and asked Natalie to go back to the carriage to rest. She forced a smile and greeted the other party, "It's me, Brother Philip."

"Why did you come back so early today?" Philip continued to ask with a smile.

Helen nodded. "I want to get there early. By the way, has anything happened in the city recently?"

Philip's face changed slightly when he heard this. He looked around and then came to Helen and said, "I heard that the church has identified the murderer of the recent murder in the city. They say it was done by a believer in Hell. The newspaper this morning also said that the Ares family was also massacred!"

Helen's sleepiness instantly lessened by half after hearing this.

Why did I get blamed for no reason?

Wait, I was the one who annihilated the Ares family, but that doesn’t give you a reason to pin the blame of “murder” on me!

While Helen was shouting in her heart, the people queuing up to enter the city behind her began to urge her, so Philip stopped chatting with Helen and let her go immediately.

As the carriage entered the city, Helen first bought a newspaper and met the half-elf newspaper boy.

I learned from the other party that the people investigating the Ares family massacre last night included not only the Night Watch but also the Church's Inquisition.

Therefore, Helen fell into confusion. Although the battlefield was too chaotic at that time, the Church and the Night's Watch definitely had profilers who could review the battlefield.

Therefore, there is a high probability that he knows the secrets of the Ares family, but according to the newspapers and what Philip said, how come the Ares family has become an honorary family that sacrificed for the country?

"Could it be that the things I took were related to the church's things?" Helen touched his chin. He vaguely sensed that something was wrong. Could it be the pure white staff? Or the flower?

Just as he was hesitating, Natalie came out of the carriage.

"What's wrong?" Natalie asked sleepily.

Helen immediately told what happened in the city and also shared her own guesses.

"As long as we're not the target of this investigation, that's all that's needed," Natalie said dreamily. "Can we go back to the monastery and rest?"

After being asked this question, Helen felt sleepy. She thought to herself that she had done a good job of keeping her tail close, and with Ivilia's interference and cover, the chances of being exposed were very small.

At worst, I can just escape to Constantinople early.

So he simply drove his carriage to the church, reported to Father Modes, and then returned to the monastery.

The monastery of 33rd Street Church was basically "occupied" by Helen and Natalie, and it was considered half a home to them.

As soon as the two entered the house, they threw the gold coins they had on them on the table, and Helen even lay down on the sofa with her bedding in her arms.

Sleep, sleep soundly.

Because there was only one sofa in the living room, which was now occupied by Helen, Natalie, who was already very sleepy, hesitated for a moment and then crawled into Helen's bed.

Helen was only vaguely aware of Natalie coming in, but because she was so sleepy, she could only mutter to herself that she was going back to her room to sleep.

Natalie nodded obediently, then hugged Helen tightly and fell asleep.

The two of them fell asleep in each other's arms until the evening. They woke up from their beds when the sound of the communication crystal rang out in the hall.

Helen crawled out of the bed in a daze, shook her head, and reached out to connect the communication crystal.

The person on the other end of the line was Modes, who said he would take over for the next two days, so Helen and the others could have a good rest, and then start reciting scriptures the day after tomorrow to prepare for the Archbishop's promotion ceremony next month.

After hearing the latter part, Helen finally came back to her senses and asked hurriedly, "Who was promoted to Archbishop?"

"Lord Basilis." Modes' respectful voice came over the communication.

"I understand." Helen answered obediently, then hung up the phone in astonishment.

Basilis, the president of the Inquisition at the end of the Empire, was a powerful 5th-level Paladin who could challenge the 4th-level Paladin. He would rather kill any illegal transcendent than let them go. He hated evil, but he also had the tact of a politician.

This guy's rise to power means that the Inquisition will become more and more brutal in the future and will investigate any case like a mad dog, including the "Ares Destruction Case".

"I feel like we've made a big mistake." Helen broke out in a cold sweat.

Although the empire has less than four months to live, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. What's more, they are inferior in skills and were killed by the violent bombardment of the high-tech goblin army. It does not mean that they cannot deal with a small level 2 transcendent.

"Hmm~"

At this time, Natalie sat up from the sofa, her whole body in a low-pressure state. Then her body trembled, her face flushed, and she opened the magic space, threw out everything inside, and then she collapsed on the sofa like a sage, gasping for breath.

Helen: ...

"Feeling more comfortable?" Natalie lazily hugged her blanket and turned to look at Helen with a smile. "Who's calling?"

"It's Father Modes, it's nothing serious." Helen calmed down.

Although the problem is huge, don't panic. There is no point in panicking. And as Natalie said, as long as it is not discovered, there will be no problem for the time being.

"So are we going tomorrow?" Natalie hugged the quilt tightly, smelling the lingering iris scent of Helen on it.

"Where are we going?" Helen asked in confusion.

Natalie stretched her little feet out from under the covers and pointed to the black invitation on the table. "The invitation that number 9 gave us last time."

Helen remembered this after hearing this, so she walked to the table, pushed aside Natalie's naughty little feet, picked up the invitation and opened it.

Natalie grumbled in dissatisfaction and retracted her foot. "Are you going or not? If not, we'll just spend two nights in decadence~"

"Go, why not?" Helen turned her head to look at the things on the table. "We've gained so much, it's time to divide the spoils properly."

Hearing about the spoils, Natalie stood up unsatisfied. "How can you call it spoils? This is called legal windfall."

"You're the one who knows how to say it." Helen handed the Level 2 Witch Seed to Natalie.

Natalie reached out and took it. "What is this?"

"After the battle last night, the seeds in your body should have germinated. You should be able to try to break through to level 2." Helen said in a gentle tone.

Natalie touched her chest and smiled with relief: "You're really like Mom. You even guessed that I was about to break through to Level 2."

"What do you mean by like my mother?" Helen pouted and complained, "I only judged it by the intensity of your battles."

"I was just using an analogy!" Natalie picked up a pillow and threw it at Helen. "What are we going to do tomorrow?"

Being hit by a soft pillow, Helen's inner playfulness was also aroused. She grabbed the pillow and hit back, "Let's go buy clothes. We can use the masks that Ivilia gave us."

Natalie dodged a flying pillow. "Sounds like a costume party?"

"You could say that, but first, let's deal with the good stuff." Helen pointed at the earrings on the table. "For things whose use I'm not sure, I plan to go to the black market."

Chapter 32: The Fake Gangster's Daughter

The Star Hat is the pointed hat that Natalie took out from the bronze treasure chest.

This item was originally used to enhance the damage of the Starlight Mage and add an additional starlight attack, but Natalie is a witch, so naturally she can't use it.

But it also has the ability to recharge mana, and Natalie happens to be a profession with high mana consumption, so this hat naturally belongs to Natalie.

Helen took the Pure White Staff and would give the Blood Blade to Ivylia when she came to her. The rest were some seeds and gold coins.

There are a total of forty seeds, originally sixty, but unfortunately Natalie can't fit the remaining twenty. However, it is enough for Helen to hire (trick) other players to help.

"You've slept enough anyway, let's go." Seeing that Natalie was so energetic, Helen knew that she had slept enough, so she suggested.

Natalie stood up upon hearing this and wanted to put on her nun's uniform.

But Helen quickly turned around and said, "Don't wear nun clothes tonight. Are you afraid that others won't know we are from the church?"