The nun with black stockings is actually a boy?

"I'm just doing what I can, Natalie." Helen tilted her head and smiled.

Natalie smiled upon seeing this and said, "Then I'll accompany you."

When the two men were returning to the church, they happened to take a detour and passed by 34th Street. They saw several members of the Bloody Hand Gang in black clothes and black hats knocking on doors one by one, wholesale food.

"Our boss is in a good mood. Helen has become the candidate saint. You should be grateful. These are the bread and the reward!"

"Our boss is kindhearted. He just heard that Sister Helen is going to be canonized, so he can't bear to see you idiots go hungry. Take this flour."

"Our eldest daughter is kindhearted. You bastards, drink yourself to death! This fruit wine is a reward for you."

……

Watching the Blood Hand Gang selling things door to door, Helen's mouth twitched wildly, while Natalie laughed.

"No wonder it spread so quickly, it turns out someone in the entire downtown area is promoting it for you!" Natalie looked like she was enjoying the fun, her witch nature fully exposed.

Helen clenched her fists, "Marco...you did such a great job (gritting her teeth)!"

Although the people on the 34th Street were confused, they had something to take, so they expressed their sincere gratitude while accepting the things, and their fear of the ferocious-looking members of the Blood Hand Gang gradually decreased.

"Helen, are those barbarians?" Natalie bumped Helen's shoulder. "Helen, it seems they are spreading the rumor too!"

Helen looked in the direction and saw several players imitating the Blood Hand Gang members and stuffing things into the hands of the people. As a result, some people wanted to be modest and said that they had already received holiday gifts.

The player also misunderstood and shouted threats like "My mission is going to be unfinished, you must accept it from me, or I will kill you."

The people were so frightened that they quickly accepted the food given by the players.

"Great, my mission is complete. I can go to the Blood Hand Gang to receive my reward." The player knelt on the ground and shouted wildly, then walked out to the street happily.

When the surrounding players saw this scene, they all became jealous, so they turned into evil spirits, knocking on the door like Japanese invaders entering the village and offering food. If they didn't understand, they would take out their swords and gesture at the opponent's neck, scaring the opponent to kneel down and take the food.

"This, this is a robber, right?" Natalie couldn't help but complain.

At least the gang members just talk and don't use force, so why do these outsiders act like they are more gangster than them?

"Have you ever seen a robber giving supplies to others?" Helen covered her face with one hand.

He knew that this group of players would definitely not be peaceful when they entered the city, and they would not just wait for him to issue tasks, but would definitely look for other NPCs to accept the tasks.

But I never expected that Marco would pick up the phone.

Actually, it is normal. Marco is originally an outsider and is not very averse to players. On the contrary, the local Romans are the least accepting of players.

"Let's go back." Helen turned around and put on the hood of her inner shirt.

Natalie covered her mouth with one hand and asked with a smile, "Sister Helen, who is about to become famous, I want to ask you how you feel now."

"Lovesickness." Helen said lightly: "I also want to eat red bean love rice."

Natalie: ???

……

When the two returned to the church, they both went through the back door because the people on 33rd Street discovered that Helen had secretly slipped money and blocked the church door.

"It seems that your becoming the candidate saint is a foregone conclusion."

As soon as Helen came back, she heard Modes complaining with a smile on his face.

"Father Modes, you really have good intentions~" Helen narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists.

"Before you hit me, go to the palace first." Father Modes took out a letter from his arms.

"Enter the palace?"

"Well, someone summoned you."

"Who?"

"The Third Princess, Her Highness Irina."

Chapter 88: Irina: Let’s go to bed and play together [Fifth update completed]

Helen, a little nun who had not yet been canonized, was invited by a member of the royal family, so naturally she could not resist.

So after having lunch in the church, Helen boarded the carriage to the palace.

"Helen, will you come back tonight?"

Natalie sent Helen to the carriage, and she felt inexplicably uneasy.

"Well, I'll be back tonight. Have you stored the food you bought?" Helen said while standing in the carriage.

Natalie nodded.

"Well, I have something for you and Dimi to handle together." Helen raised the corners of her mouth slightly, as if she had thought of something, and squatted down and waved to Natalie.

Natalie walked over and listened.

"Let me give those outsiders a mission?" Natalie pointed at herself. "Tell them to dig trenches outside the city and build underground fortifications inside?"

"Hmm~" Helen raised her index finger to her lips and made a gesture of silence.

"Aren't you afraid of official and authoritative management?" Natalie said uneasily.

"Just announce it through Dimi. Whether or not the authorities intervene is up to you. Getting caught is a matter for the outsiders." Helen smiled. "As for the reward, just say it's a beacon of hope."

I'm so tired, so alone

"What is a beacon of hope?"

"The player's resurrection point."

"what?"

"I'm talking about a teleportation point. Anyway, go ahead and do it." Helen explained carefully: "The first-place team will get this thing. The second-place team will get rewards from the remaining extraordinary seeds (warriors and strange walkers). The third-place team will receive some weapons. Go to the Blood Hand Gang to get them."

Natalie nodded when she heard this. Although she didn't understand why Helen did this, she trusted Helen in her heart.

If Helen wanted to be a saint, she would be willing to help Helen spread goodness.

Since Helen wanted to be a witch, she was willing to spread terror for Helen.

Wife, you have to take care of me slowly~

Natalie thought to herself.

"Wait for me when I come back later and I'll make you tomato egg soup." Helen winked at Natalie.

Natalie knew what Helen meant, so she replied, "I'll go get it, but do you want... cucumbers?"

Helen didn't understand Natalie's hint and thought she just wanted to eat, so she nodded and said, "Well, if you want to buy it, go ahead."

Natalie blushed.

"See you tonight." Helen stepped into the carriage.

The royal coachman, sitting in the driver's seat, set off immediately.

Looking at the carriage where Helen was leaving, Natalie came back to her senses from her shyness.

"Then I'll buy it. By the way, I'll find an enchanter to strengthen the healing earring." Natalie touched her chin, imagining that she and Helen would each wear an earring.

……

When Helen arrived at the upper town in a carriage and entered the outer perimeter of the palace, the magnificent palace gleaming in the sun came into his sight.

The carriage passed through a series of ancient and mottled marble arches and arrived at a courtyard surrounded by intricately carved stone columns.

Inside the courtyard, the fountain danced like musical notes, splashing countless waterdrops. The sound of water gurgled, accompanied by the faint sound of magical spells in the distance. The floor, made of stained glass and mosaics, reflected a dazzling array of colors in the sunlight, like pieces of frozen rainbows.

"Please walk from now on." The royal coachman lifted the curtain and said respectfully, "Your Highness, a maid will be waiting to meet you."

Helen wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "Please don't call me princess!"

"Didn't you refuse the letter of conferring the title of consort?" the driver said very politely.

Helen narrowed her eyes. "You are Her Highness Eudocia's man, right?"

The driver kept his mouth shut.

"I understand Her Highness Eudocia's desire to protect the Third Prince, but some people shouldn't take chicken feathers for granted." Helen said seriously, "Isn't the current situation chaotic enough?"

"Your Excellency... this is a lesson." The driver broke out in a cold sweat, suddenly realizing that his previous actions had posed many political risks.

But it is also an honor for the empire to have a wise wife who is well versed in politics and current affairs, right?

On the other side, Helen didn't ask what the royal coachman was thinking. She got off the carriage and, led by the palace maids, walked step by step towards the third princess's bedroom.

Led by her maids, Helen walked deeper into the palace along the marble staircase inlaid with ivory and pearls, and came to a purple-themed hall.

In the Eastern Roman Empire, many royal children were born in purple rooms and wore clothes with purple as the main color. Therefore, ordinary people also called the royal children of Constantinople "Your Highness in Purple."

"There is a room at the end of the corridor on the left side of the hall. Your Excellency just needs to go in. We will not disturb you otherwise." The palace maids saluted Helen.

Helen returned the gesture.

Seeing that Helen's etiquette was even more standard than Eudocia's, the palace maids were frightened and dared not speak. After Helen walked to the end of the corridor on the left, they all whispered to each other, discussing whether Helen was Eudocia's mistress.

"It should be the lover of our Princess Irina."

"We're just friends, right?"

"But this is the first time Her Highness Irina has taken the initiative to invite outsiders into the palace."

……

While the palace maids were discussing, Helen pushed open the door at the end of the corridor and stepped into a gorgeous purple bedroom.

"Wow, Helen, you're here!" Irina, who was sitting on the bed holding a doll, saw Helen and got out of bed without caring about her image, only wearing a thin nightgown to greet Helen.

Helen was so frightened by this sudden scene that she stepped back repeatedly.

"Come on, Helen, come to bed with me." Irina reached out and took Helen's right hand.

Helen：???

Chapter 9: Tentacle Stockings [Two in One]

"Bed, play on the bed?"

Helen subconsciously recalled what happened between her and Eudocia that night, and then she remembered that Ivilia bit her neck...

"This is really terrible!" Helen covered her face with one hand.

"What's so bad? Doesn't Sister Helen like it?" Irina asked timidly.

Helen was startled, then waved her hand. "No, it's not that. I just thought that the weather is so cold, and Your Highness is wearing thin clothes, which could easily cause bad health."

The reluctant explanation sounded like motherly care to Irina, and she immediately hugged Helen happily, "Thank you, sister Helen, you are even more gentle than my second sister."

"Don't let your sister say that." Helen heard Irina's little complaint and immediately reminded her: "Your sister may not care, but others may not."

But Irina had no political sensitivity at all. Instead, she nuzzled into Helen's arms and said, "It doesn't matter. My sister won't scold me if she hears."

After hearing this, Helen finally understood why the royal family did not allow Irina to participate in politics. Because of her innocent character, she would be eaten up once she entered the political arena.

Perhaps this is also the reason why Eudocia sent people to protect her sister, even if she was accused of "imprisoning the imperial sister."

"Hey, what did Your Highness call me here to discuss?" Helen could only change the subject.

Irina let go of her hand and pointed Helen's hand towards her large white bed. "Play with me~"

Helen touched her chin and asked, "Your Highness, what do you want to play with me?"

"Let's play everything. By the way, I'll introduce you to my friend~" Irina forcibly pulled Helen towards the bed.

Even with the bonus of a Level 3 transcendent and the physique of a professional nun, Helen was no match for Irina's strength and was forced to follow Irina to the bed.

"Hey!" Irina took off her shoes and stepped on the white bed with her feet wrapped in white silk.

Helen stopped beside the bed and said, "Um, Your Highness, I can't get on the bed in this state."

"It's okay~" Irina said with a smile on her face: "We are all friends, I don't mind, come on to bed."

"Well, I'm sorry." Helen could only take off her nun shoes, freeing her jade feet wrapped in black stockings, and stepping on the white and soft bed.

"Why does it smell like grapes? Hmm... and a faint scent of roses?" Irina leaned close to Helen and sniffed.

"Well, I've been making wine recently and preparing for the celebration ceremony." Helen knelt respectfully on the bed, like a Yamato Nadeshiko from the Far East.

There's no way around it. I learned too much etiquette when I was a child, and basically all kinds of diplomatic etiquette or customs and habits were covered.