The nun with black stockings is actually a boy?

The goblins themselves have magic defects, which is one of the reasons why there are so few extraordinary people among them. So when faced with Natalie's constant war of attrition, they eventually ran out of magic and fell to the ground dying.

"Huh~" Natalie breathed a sigh of relief, then swung out the Level 2 Witch [Ice Blade] and cut Dark's hands and feet. After confirming that he could not move, she landed.

He was still uneasy after landing and poked Dark's head with the ice broom.

"Uh...ah! Don't even think about insulting me!" Dark tried to get up with blood flowing from his mouth.

Seeing this, Natalie breathed a sigh of relief.

"Natalie!"

Just as Natalie stood up to interrogate, she suddenly heard a voice behind her, which made her turn around in surprise and see Helen coming with Joan of Arc.

"Ah, Helen, you're here... huh?"

Just as Natalie was about to say something happily, Helen ran over and pulled Natalie to look left and right, "Are you hurt? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Natalie felt warm in her heart, "I'm fine, just a little goblin."

Helen hugged Natalie worriedly and said, "I'm sorry, I was inconsiderate and let you stay here."

He really blamed himself for letting Natalie stay on the front line, especially when the goblins were approaching.

It was really inconsiderate.

Natalie, who was being held, squinted her eyes comfortably. "I can go back and try to get promoted tonight."

"Yeah." Helen patted Natalie's head. "Don't worry. You need to prepare well for the promotion to Level 3. This is the first step from a mortal to a transcendent. The risk of failure is even greater than when you advance to Level 2."

After confirming that Natalie was fine, I finally felt relieved.

On the other side, Joan of Arc watched Helen and Natalie interacting, especially when he hugged Natalie, and felt jealous and dissatisfied.

"I must be too tired lately." Joan of Arc covered her face with one hand.

"What should we do with this goblin now?" Natalie asked.

As soon as she said this, the three people present looked at the Goblin Major Dark who was lying on the ground and dying.

"Well... leave it to me." The corners of Helen's mouth rose slightly, and the sorcerer's seed in her body was responding frantically.

Jeanne put down her hand and walked over to Helen: "Did you bring me here just to show me the goblins?"

"No, maybe you can go to the front line and take a look." Helen also let go of her hand and turned to look at Jeanne. "The barbarians here."

"Barbarians?" Joan of Arc blinked.

"Do you approve of them?" Helen looked up at the smoke-filled battlefield in the distance.

Joan of Arc was silent for a moment, then turned and walked towards the battlefield. "I'll go and see for myself."

After she finished speaking, she left the trench.

"What's that serious girl doing?" Natalie demanded.

Helen touched Natalie's head and said, "Try to be yourself for once."

Chapter 107: The poor goblin was ravaged by the evil nun~

Goblin Major Dark woke up from his coma and found that his body was still exhausted and affected by the [Blood] magic.

"Tell me, how many people are there in your reconnaissance unit?"

A pleasant and pure voice came from the front. Goblin Major Dark slowly raised his head and saw Helen wearing a nun's dress.

"You, you are Helen, the Saint of Flowers?"

Goblin Major Dark had obviously done his intelligence homework and saw through Helen's identity at a glance.

Helen chuckled and covered her mouth with one hand: "A mere goblin is worthy of knowing my name?"

Dark tried to move his body with all his strength to draw the dagger at his waist, but found that all his weapons had been disarmed.

"Tell me the date of your attack and the number of scouts." Helen sat on a chair beside her and put her pair of white silk feet on the table.

Dak sneered, "You're just a worthless vase, and you want to get information from me?"

"But what if the honor of your clan is at stake?" Helen took off a dagger tied to her leg ring.

"My dagger, the glory of three generations of my clan!" Dark's expression grew angry and he slowly crawled towards Helen. "What are you going to do, you witch?"

Helen, dressed in a pious and holy nun's dress, smiled seductively and immediately started playing with the dagger.

"Give it back to me, you evil saint!" Dak was still crawling.

As a soldier, a wound on the back is not necessarily shameful, because you may die from betrayal. What is shameful is that your weapon falls into the hands of others.

This is also one of the reasons why some players in previous games modified a lot of weapons, hoping that the enemy would not pick them up and use them on the spot after they died.

"The workmanship is so fine, especially the handle, it's so big that it's hard to hold." Helen inserted the dagger into the wooden table, a hint of teasing flashing in her emerald eyes.

"As long as we get to that place!" Although Dak was angry, he still had his wits about him. He glanced at a dagger at Helen's feet, and it was time for him to fight back.

pat!

A slender and delicate white silk jade foot stepped on the dagger, and also crushed Dark's hope of breaking the deadlock.

"I heard you want to capture Natalie and make her your queen?" Helen clamped the hilt of the dagger between her toes and slowly lifted it up. "How do you think I'll retaliate against you?"

Dark, unable to lift his head, crawled on the ground and angrily said, "Our emperor treats you humans with great courtesy, why don't you accept his rule?"

"Because I was kinged by the Romans~" Helen smiled and came to Dark's head with the dagger between her feet, and released her toes.

"You goblins aren't king enough for me!"

puff-

"Ah!" Dak screamed, blood flowing from the top of his head, blurring his vision.

Helen played with the dagger on the table with great interest, then placed her right hand on it and moved it up and down, pressing it rhythmically with her thumb.

After the goblin Dak saw the blood in his vision, he looked up again and saw that his ancestral dagger was being toyed with by Helen. He couldn't help but get angry: "Give me back my dagger!"

"Ah~" Helen stopped what she was doing and looked down at the goblin with pride: "Your clan stole this dagger from the nuns of the church, right? You actually treasure it!"

The goblin Dark suddenly jumped up and pounced on Helen!

Helen calmly raised her white silk left foot and stepped on the other person's head, pushing him back to the ground.

The goblin Dark had no desire for Helen's jade feet. Instead, he angrily shouted strange words like "Long live His Majesty Thunder Heart" and "Goblin Warrior Way".

"Useless thing, no patience or persistence at all, not as good as Davis."

Helen tried to pull out the dagger on the table with a bored look on her face, but found that it was stuck too deep and she couldn't pull it out from the table for a while.

So he had to use his feet to gain momentum and pull with both hands.

Dak, who was trampled into the soil, felt unable to breathe and struggled unconsciously.

When Helen pulled out the dagger again, the goblin major Dark under her feet... was motionless. He died under the feet of the evil nun.

"Oh~ dead." Helen covered her mouth with one hand, looking surprised.

[The bitch's true nature is exposed! ]

The light element suddenly came out from the side, holding a board in his hand and protesting silently.

"Tsk~ I'm just a little stronger. It's because this goblin can only hold on this far." Helen threw the dagger towards the light element.

The light element stretched out its index and middle fingers to catch the flying dagger and burned it with light magic.

The reason it appeared here was to help Helen guard the surroundings. Because Joan of Arc went to the front line and Natalie returned to the city to prepare for promotion, he called on the light element to guard the surroundings, but he didn't expect to be criticized.

How could he not be angry?

"Go back!" Helen raised the pure white staff in her hand.

[I still want to see your sincerity before you summon me]

The light element raised the clipboard in his hand.

Helen narrowed her eyes and shook the pure white staff unhappily.

[You were too heavily influenced by the charm just now. I suggest you get rid of it as soon as possible.]

The light element was written on the writing board again.

"What do you care!" Helen continued to shake the pure white stick in her hand.

He knew that his previous behavior was influenced by the charm, but if he didn't do that, the charm would be difficult to consume.

Although this does not consume much aura, it can still relieve the growing aura in the body.

In short, it must not be her fault, it must be the seductive energy in her body.

The light element returned to the pure white staff, which made Helen breathe a sigh of relief.

"Since I didn't get any information, I can only leave it to you."

Helen regretted killing the prisoner and could only get the information from Altan.

So Helen took out Altan's skull from the magic pocket.

"Tell me the date of the goblin attack and the number of people involved in this reconnaissance raid."

Helen pinched Altan's skull in a bad mood.

[The goblins will launch an attack in two days. The number of goblin scouting teams is 1453.]

A text of green flame appeared in the eyes of Altan's skull.

Helen placed Altan's skull on her lap and gently stroked his head like a mother. "Don't lie, okay?"

Altan's skull trembled, and then the words above his head changed.

[The goblins will launch an attack in two days. The number of goblin scouting teams is 1853.]

The smile on Helen's face disappeared, and it became extremely cold. "You really lied!"

After she finished speaking, Helen opened her legs slightly, allowing Altan's skull to fall between her legs.

"Bastard, do you have any last words?" Helen asked in a cold tone.

Altan changed the text tremblingly.

The goblins will launch their first exploratory attack tomorrow. This time, the goblin reconnaissance team consists of 1853 people.

Helen's expression immediately changed, revealing a gentle smile: "Wouldn't it have been better if you had said so earlier?"

"What a pity... it's too late!"

Click!

Altan was crushed again!

Chapter 108: I Will Never Like You

"The goblins retreated?"

Levi looked at the goblin reconnaissance team that suddenly retreated, feeling unsatisfied.

He had just killed two goblins and seven human rebels, and the seeds in his body had not yet fully germinated and grown.

"Retreat? By the way, I even opened the Beacon of Hope, but these green guys actually ran away?"

Chunjun pouted in displeasure.

"I feel like this event is unusual. There must be a big event tomorrow!" Victor stepped aside. "It's impossible for this event to last only for a short while."

The surrounding players nodded after hearing what Victor said, thinking that what he said made sense.

"Then let's arrange our rotas, and then I'll talk to the other guilds to get ready."

Chunjun nodded, accepted Victor's advice, and prepared for a big battle.

"I noticed my war points went up."

"Me too. I heard that these points can be used to call for support in the upcoming war."

"Let me check the list. Wow, city defense artillery support, smoke bombs, and... naval guns?"

“But points are so expensive.”

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