The nun with black stockings is actually a boy?

Natalie shook her head slightly, "Nothing."

She was very happy to have successfully advanced to level 3 last night, but the two extra people dampened her joy.

"By the way, Helen...what's going on with this saint lady?" Natalie pointed at Joan of Arc.

Jeanne, who had just received the vegetable porridge, bread and milk, was startled for a moment, then politely waved to Natalie, "I have some work to coordinate with Helen, so I'm sorry to bother you for the next few days."

Natalie was stunned, and a feeling of dissatisfaction rose in her heart, but she couldn't say it.

“There are meat particles in the vegetable porridge.”

Just when Natalie was struggling, Ivilia suddenly spoke, and her calm tone showed a hint of happiness.

Helen heard this and sat down with her own portion. "Thanks to Natalie, she bought the ingredients. Otherwise, we wouldn't even be able to eat white flour now."

Ivilia and Jeanne looked at Natalie together.

Natalie felt a little embarrassed and scratched the back of her head: "Isn't this what Helen told me to do?"

"No, thank Natalie for that." Helen blinked.

Natalie stopped being shy and actually smiled.

"After eating, how about we go to the city to do some work?" Helen explained while drinking porridge.

The three girls present all looked at Helen.

"I had a chat with Ivilia last night..." Helen slowly recounted the content of her conversation with Ivilia last night.

"The Four Gods believers and some corrupt nobles... the situation is not good." Jeanne frowned slightly. "As an outsider, it's difficult for me to interfere."

Helen pointed at herself and said, "It's not easy for me to intervene. Besides, the Roman nobles all have unclear ties to certain religions. No matter which of us takes action, it will alert the enemy."

"Then how should we solve this?" Natalie crossed her arms. "Looking for Eudocia and the others?"

"No, we can handle it ourselves. I know where the source is." Helen took a sip of milk. "But who's willing to go out and play with me tonight?"

Natalie was the first to raise her hand.

Ivilia nodded silently.

Joan of Arc hesitated to speak.

Helen put down the glass of milk and said, "What's wrong, Miss Jeanne?"

"Our agreement..." Joan of Arc stammered.

Helen narrowed her eyes and said, "Once we finish our business in the city, we'll go out."

"Okay, then I'll help you as usual." Jeanne blushed slightly and looked away. "Remember to wipe your mouth."

Helen：???

Natalie was startled, turned her head to look at Helen's mouth, and then a faint blush appeared on her face.

Only Ivylia pointed to her lips expressionlessly, "Helen, wipe your mouth."

Helen blinked, turned her head to look at the mirror next to her, and found herself in the mirror...

Like a beautiful girl who just got a blowjob.

Chapter 114: Take Your Majesty to the Dancer Club tonight?

While Helen and others were enjoying breakfast in the monastery, the players outside the city were getting impatient.

As daybreak approached, they encountered a powerful artillery attack from the human traitors.

At first they thought it was nothing, but when the artillery fire ended, a large number of human traitors quickly rushed up on the "afterglow" and rushed into their trenches again.

So the players called their friends and once again got entangled with the human traitors.

This time, when they thought they could make a fortune by relying on the rebirth mechanism like last time, they discovered that the enemies this time were stronger than they had imagined, and even a level 3 transcendent appeared.

"Damn it, retreat!"

As the boss, Chunjun naturally did not get carried away. He also knew the consequences of losing the [Beacon of Hope], so he simply turned off and put away the [Beacon of Hope] and ran away.

Seeing this, the other seven guild leader players also retreated.

So the players who lost their resurrection points were cleared out bit by bit by the human traitors.

Some lone wolf players who were unwilling to give up hid in the tunnel entrance, ready to sing a song of loyalty to their beloved wife Helen.

They did cause more trouble for the human traitors who thought they had won, and also forced the human traitors who had just gained a foothold to play whack-a-mole.

However, the elusive fighting style caused the casualties of the human traitors to remain high. Finally, after Julian's personal soldiers took action, batches of lone wolf bosses independent of the guild fell.

"Two outsiders were found at the cave entrance!"

A scout climbed out of the cave and shouted.

Soon, a transcendent came to the entrance of the cave and, under the guidance of the scout, burned a player inside alive with fire, forcing him to go offline.

"For Saint Helen, get on board!"

The last player rushed out before he died, and was killed by Julian's personal soldiers with a single blow.

"The remaining enemy forces in this position have been basically eliminated."

Julian, who was standing in the medical center of this position, sniffed his nose and his expression became increasingly serious.

A close confidant who was following him saw Julian's gloomy expression and hesitated to speak.

"I understand your doubts and concerns." Julian pulled a chair over and sat down. "The losses this time were significant. If I hadn't personally led the team, it would have been difficult to recapture this position."

The confidant smiled, then rubbed his hands and said, "Your Majesty, should we ask the goblins for help?"

Julian fell silent.

A former city defense officer nearby took one look and immediately knelt on one knee. "Your Majesty, although our army still has 40,000 to 50,000 men, if we continue to waste time like this, how will we face those goblins in the future? Will they fulfill their promise?"

"I observed later that the barbarians had built two more positions of the same size as this one. We can't sustain this, Your Majesty."

After a moment's silence, Julian sighed and stood up.

……

"It was lost at A. How can you guys sleep? How can you sleep at your age?"

Later, some players came up and joined the ranks of hindsight after learning about the situation.

The players who were mentioned in the battle blushed. Although it was because the enemy's strength suddenly became stronger, it was still embarrassing to be chased out like a stray dog on the side of the road.

However, the players who participated in the battle refuted the fact that the other party did not go online to fight.

However, the verbal battles among the players soon died down on their own, because after all it was PVE (the players thought), so they ended up squatting in the tunnels and exchanging battle plans, disliking each other.

"Hey, Boss, that's an airship in the sky, right?"

Levi, who was squatting in the trench, bumped into Chunjun who was discussing the battle plan next to him.

"What airship?" Chunjun looked up in confusion, and what came into his sight were air warships suspended by huge hot air balloons.

"Shit...Everyone, get back to the pits, enemy airstrike is arriving!"

While the players were in a panic, airship bombs flew down from the sky one after another, landing on the battlefield and raising terrifying clouds of dust.

After the bombing, groups of goblins fell from the sky with grim smiles and landed at point B where the players had retreated.

"These barbarians are truly as brave as you said!"

Eudocia, riding on a steel steam warhorse, put down the telescope in her hand with a melancholy look on her face.

Nero, who was also riding a warhorse, looked disdainful: "It is a fearless and useless sacrifice, it is better to retreat with us."

"Then you don't deny their bravery?" Eudocia looked at her brother with a smile.

At this moment, they were standing on a hill, using a magic telescope to observe the war breaking out in the distance.

The Romans in the city have not completely forgotten the war between the players and the goblins. They even use the time bought by the players to strengthen the city walls and train new soldiers.

To put it bluntly, the players are now pure cattle and cannon fodder, and they don't even need military pay. If the Goblin Emperor Hogg Thunderheart knew about this, I wonder if he would cry?

Nero snorted softly, "Royal sister, let Uncle Osius and I handle the military affairs. You and Third Sister can focus on the people's livelihood..."

"Nero, the barbarian..."

"Royal sister, I need to focus more on the military instead of these barbarians who can be sacrificed at any time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nero left the observation post with his trusted men, leaving Eudocia's group behind.

"Your Majesty, how about we go back too?"

A naval officer came up to Eudocia and asked quietly.

Eudocia's only influence in the military is the navy, but apart from Eudocia herself, how much can the weak navy do?

"Let's go back. I'll go talk to the Prime Minister about the plan for the Dardanelles." Eudocia covered her forehead with one hand. Faced with the approaching goblins, she also had the idea of evacuating.

But... we have to evacuate as many people as possible who are willing to leave.

"Your Excellency, the Prime Minister is not meeting anyone today. He is meeting with the Patriarch."

A bureaucrat reported in a low voice.

Eudocia was silent for a moment, then said to a palace guard beside her: "Summon the Saint of Flowers to the palace."

"Yes." The palace guard saluted and then turned and left the observation post.

……

"So we don't prepare in the afternoon?"

In the moving carriage, Natalie asked Helen sitting opposite her.

Helen shrugged.

That's what he originally thought, but Eudocia sent him another decree. What else could he do?

Even if he is the current candidate for the saint, and even has the position of bishop, he has to go back to the palace even if he doesn't want to!

"Can we tell Her Majesty Eudocia and deal with it together? She must be very upset now and needs something to vent her anger." As Eudocia's best friend, Joan of Arc understood why she summoned Helen at this moment.

"Um, taking your Majesty to a dancer's club... I don't think that's a good idea."

Helen broke out in a cold sweat.

Chapter 115: Maid Cat Ears Helen [Two in One]

In Eudocia's bedroom, Helen and the other three met Eudocia and Irina.

Helen thought Irina was just here for fun, so she chatted briefly with Eudocia.

Knowing that the other party wanted to do something, he took the opportunity to tell Eudocia about tonight's actions.

After listening to Helen's explanation, Irina's eyes lit up.

"Going out of the palace to play?"

Irina suddenly lay on Helen's back and shouted excitedly.

Helen looked at Eudocia sitting on the sofa opposite her with a look of despair.

Eudocia covered her head with her hands in pain, "Irina, it's very dangerous and unstable outside now."

"No, I just want to go out and play~" Irina hugged Helen tightly, with her breasts pressed against Helen's back.

Natalie next to her narrowed her eyes. She began to doubt this potential ally. If the other party didn't even know about having sex, she would have wanted to separate Irina and Helen.

Joan of Arc stood by and observed.

Ivilia had a blank expression on her face, but her eyes were fixed on Helen and Irina.

"Your Majesty Irina, it's very dangerous outside, and the palace cannot be without a king." Helen answered sincerely.

Irina released her arms from hugging Helen and covered her ears instead, pretending not to hear.

"I'm a level 3 summoner, much stronger than my sister. Why can't I go?" Irina muttered softly, her tone slightly jealous.

Eudocia was startled, then looked around and found that among the six people in the room, she was the only one at the second level.

Helen and Joan of Arc are both at level 4, one is an attacker and the other is a support, both are saints, so it is not an exaggeration to say that they are geniuses.

Ivilia and Natalie are in the second tier. Both are strong output and level 3 transcendents.