The nun with black stockings is actually a boy?

"There are videos of the battle between the Empire and the Goblins circulating on the Internet." Lu Xiaofei next to them opened the holographic panel and showed the picture to the two of them.

"The first expansion pack for this game is coming." Chunjun looked at the video playing above, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose.

Li Wei and Lu Xiaofei looked at him together.

"Just as Heaven will destroy the Han Dynasty, so too will Rome, the twin lotuses of the same stem. Rome, you will finally follow your sister, the Han Dynasty, into extinction."

Chunjun looked at the gradually retreating Roman army in the picture, and the corners of his mouth curled up wildly.

Old things will eventually fade away, and before new things take their place, there will inevitably be... a cruel dispute.

The age of great strife is coming!

"It's time for us players to take the stage."

Chapter 84: If You Don't Become a Candidate Saint, the Candidate Saint Will Come to You [Two in One]

On a late winter morning, the sun was rising, and the golden sunlight penetrated the thin clouds and sprinkled on the bustling streets. Wherever the sunlight touched, the cobblestone road shone with subtle light. Amidst this magical light and shadow, a mechanical carriage was galloping towards the lower city.

"Helen, are you okay? Your face looks pale."

Inside the carriage, Natalie looked at Helen lying on the seat with a worried look on her face.

Since the attack last night, the tea party celebrating the triumphant return of the Imperial Army ended early. After the Jackdaw docked, everyone went home with heavy hearts.

Helen and she also got on the carriage to go home.

Hearing Natalie's concern, Helen sat up and said, "It's okay... I was just a little cold last night and didn't cover myself properly with the quilt."

Although he and Ivilia didn't do that last night, Ivilia still sucked his blood, which could be considered a semi-exchange of fluids.

Therefore, he was a little embarrassed to tell Natalie. After all, being bullied by a vampire was somewhat embarrassing.

"Cold?" Natalie blinked, then sat over with a smile, close to Helen.

"what are you doing?"

Helen felt the warmth coming from Natalie's delicate body, and subconsciously moved her body closer to hers. She was already suffering from anemia due to bloodsucking, and was afraid of cold and liked heat.

"Aren't you cold? Stick it on to warm you up." Natalie continued to stick to Helen.

Feeling her body gradually warming up, Helen's pale cheeks flushed slightly, so she reached out and touched Natalie's head.

Natalie enjoyed Helen's touch, so she simply imitated Helen's previous actions and rested her head on Helen's thighs.

"You really do enjoy it~" Helen couldn't help but complain, but her tone was full of helplessness.

Natalie reached out and grabbed Helen's chubby cheeks. "Because the only person who can accept me... is you."

Helen's heart trembled slightly when she heard this, so she reached out and touched Natalie's soft hair.

"Natalie."

"Ok?"

"I told you that you can ask me anything and I will agree to do it." Helen began to hint, "As long as you ask, I will put you first."

Maybe he had feelings for Eudocia and Ivilia, but for Natalie... he liked her but also felt indebted to her.

He wanted to do his best to make up for everything that happened to Natalie and provide support for this helpless girl.

Natalie, I would do anything for you.

Helen confessed silently in her heart, and her hands moved like a mother treating her child, gently tidying up Natalie's messy hair.

Unfortunately, Natalie didn't understand and thought Helen was concerned about the frequency of her request, so she said disdainfully, "Then my request... is to have countless requests like this."

Helen was stunned, and immediately didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What's the difference between this and making a hundred wishes into the magic lamp?"

"I don't care. Anyway, I said so. Just decide whether you want to do it or not." Natalie withdrew her hand with a smug look on her face.

Helen couldn't help but sneered, then raised her head and said, "Okay, then it's up to you."

"Wow, you really agreed!" Natalie sat up in surprise.

Helen turned her head to look at Natalie, "Well, yes, so tell me the rest of your requests. Don't worry, it's just the two of us here."

"You said it~" Natalie's glassy eyes revealed joy: "If I propose, you can't go back on your word."

"I promise I won't go back on my word." Helen was eager for Natalie to speak. He had made up his mind to satisfy all of Natalie's perverted demands.

"I want you to buy me a new deck!" Natalie said excitedly. "I heard there's a new Centaur deck coming out in Poland. It's not available on the market yet, but with your status as a princess on the black market, Helen, you'll definitely be able to get it."

Helen: ...

He felt so tired.

Could it be that Natalie simply likes my stockings?

Helen fell into self-doubt.

"what happened?"

"Natalie."

"Ok?"

"You're an idiot." Helen leaned back on the sofa helplessly, "like a huge idiot."

"What do you mean by a super idiot?" Natalie put her hands on her hips, "Then I demand of you now, you are not allowed to call me a big idiot!"

Helen's pretty face turned red, and she turned her head to look aside: "Baga, there is no way~"

Natalie was confused and didn't understand what Helen meant.

Seeing Natalie's confused look, Helen finally understood the White Saint in the anime.

Natalie, you're like a log.

Suddenly.

"You two, we've arrived at Street 33." The waiter driving the mechanical carriage lifted the curtain and reminded them.

Helen and Natalie sat down, straightened their appearance, and got out of the carriage.

"It's still early. Let's go to the monastery to change clothes and then go to the church. Today is our shift."

Helen got off the carriage, looked at the sky, and turned to talk to Natalie.

"Okay." Natalie nodded slightly.

So the two of them returned to the monastery and went to their respective bedrooms to change their clothes.

"Huh?" Helen, who had changed into her nun's dress again, found a bottle with the words "Blood Recovery Medicine" labeled on it placed by the window, with a letter underneath.

He initially thought that the newsboy Dimi had new news, but when he opened the envelope, he found that it was an apology letter from Ivilia.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong last night. I told my mom about making amends, and she said it's okay. She'll visit you in person to discuss compensation."

[There's also a check inside the letter. It's from my father and I. It's worth 50 gold coins. They say it's a betrothal gift. I don't quite understand.]

[Finally... that blood-regenerating bottle, which can cure anemia, is my personal apology.]

Are we still friends?

"Puff!" Helen put away the envelope, raised her head and shouted to the courtyard outside the window: "Avilia, thank you, we have always been good friends, and I keep my word."

He knew that Avila must not have left.

wow-

There was a noise coming from the bushes in the nearby courtyard, but no one was seen.

Helen looked at the swaying branches, couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile, then closed the window again.

Since Ivilia is shy and doesn't want to meet him, he won't force himself to meet her, so as not to embarrass her.

dong dong!

There was a knock on the door.

Helen tied her hair up and put on her nun's hat. "Come in."

"Helen, are you okay?" Natalie pushed the door open. "I heard you yelling."

"Avilia came to deliver something to us. We have reached a cooperation with Madam Anne." Helen replied.

Natalie uttered an "oh" and then glanced at Helen's exposed thighs. "You're not wearing stockings?"

"I don't want to wear it." Helen thought of what happened between her and Eudocia that night and felt a little resistant.

"Be careful about what Father Modes tells you!" Natalie narrowed her eyes and said cunningly, "The new rule of the Radiant Church is that all young nuns must wear stockings."

"Absolutely not. Father Modes will never say anything about me." Helen raised her head proudly, she was indeed spoiled.

……

33rd Street Church, under the statue.

"Sister Helen, why aren't you wearing stockings as required?"

Father Modes shook his head helplessly.

Helen lowered her head and remained silent.

"Look at the novice nun Natalie next to you. Why are others wearing it, but you are not?" Father Modes narrowed his eyes.

Natalie, wearing black over-the-knee socks, raised her head proudly with a smug look on her face.

"Because... Natalie's stockings were lost, and I lent her my only pair." Helen is a scumbag at heart, and she decisively betrayed Natalie.

Natalie's eyes widened.

"Nurse Natalie, is that so?" Father Modes turned and looked at Natalie.

Natalie pursed her lips, lowered her head and replied, "Yes."

"Hmm?" Father Modes was no fool. He glanced at Helen, who looked down guiltily, and then raised his head helplessly: "Forget it, the facts are no longer important. I'll punish you by stomping grapes in the church."

"Stomping grapes?"

Helen and Natalie looked up in confusion.

"Lord Basilis is about to be promoted to Archbishop, and the venue will need a lot of wine. Right now, churches across the country are working overtime to make wine and bread."

Father Modes nodded his forehead and shoulders, then pinched the cross necklace and said, "You two are the only young nuns in our 33rd Church. Are you going to let us old men and a bunch of old women trample on you?"

"That's not possible~" Natalie whispered.

"Huh?!" Father Modes turned and looked at Helen with an expression like a fool about to hit a zombie.

"I mean...it's a really pleasant job." Natalie changed her tone.

Father Modes nodded with satisfaction.

"Father, may I ask what you use to stomp grapes?" Helen had a bad feeling.

"Use your feet." Father Modes looked at Helen in surprise. "Are you worried about the stockings getting dirty? It's okay. The church just received some stockings from the headquarters."

Helen shut her mouth wisely.

"Okay, if you have nothing to do, go ahead. Helen, come to the meditation room." Seeing that the two had no objection, Father Modes turned around and prepared to leave.

Natalie glanced at Helen.

Helen waved her hand and said, "Don't worry, go to the back of the church first."

"Okay~" Natalie shrugged and headed to the backyard of the church.

Helen followed Father Modes to the meditation room.

"Helen, there's something I need to talk to you about."

Father Modes waited for Helen to enter the meditation room and then closed the door.

Helen tilted her head, her petite and cute face showing a hint of confusion.

"With the approval of the Patriarch, the Prime Minister, and the Royal Family, you have been unanimously recommended as...the candidate for Saint." Father Modes looked at Helen with a strange expression. "Are you willing?"

Helen：???