Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

Such an unconcealed style made Moran's mouth twitch.

He really wanted to say, please ask this girl to pay attention to the nun's uniform she is wearing now, at least she is still a nun.

"Moran, you know, I, Noyer, have always been a British! I've had enough of those boring doctrines in the church! As for Xiyer, and those bastard old men in the church... Hehe, I wish them a safe journey~"

Noyer didn't play any tricks on Moran.

Or rather, I never thought about it.

She is a woman who takes action immediately when she has the opportunity to get better conditions.

In her eyes, Moran is of course the most important.

Power, strength, etc. are additional.

In fact, there is another point, that is, even Noelle herself did not realize that she fundamentally hated people in the church.

Although, if Moran stayed in the church as in the simulation, Noyer would most likely stay in the church as well.

But, this time Moran didn't.

The only one who was willing to stay in the church was Xiel.

She initially joined the church simply because it could provide her with a better platform and treatment. After all, the church was a major organization on par with the Magic Association.

The excellence of the organization itself does not conflict with her hatred of it.

Just like most people hate punching in to work, but that doesn’t stop them from liking the salary paid by the company at the end of the month.

Well, those are two different things.

Now, the object of her admiration is Britain, and Britain's foundation is even higher than the church.

So, there is no need to say what to choose.

Noyer naturally chose Britain, where his beloved was, and he could develop much better here than in the church.

Noelle even had a dream of becoming a princess.

However, she couldn't help but feel that it was difficult when she thought of having strong competitors like Elquet and Xier.

Lower your goals a bit.

Even as a lover, she felt very satisfied.

Because, like is like.

Noelle is still immersed in this first love of the fake priest whom she met in the French town that day.

This innocence is ironic for her who is realistic and snobbish.

However, she has no plans to change.

"You, as a nun, really have no faith at all."

"If you find a company with better treatment, it's normal to change jobs, right? Isn't this normal in the workplace? Humph, faith, that thing can't be used to make a living."

"That's quite blunt, but it's true. Now that you've come to Britain..."

Moran doesn't dislike Noyer's directness.

This also indirectly shows that Neuer feels that there is no need to hide his absolute trust in him.

If it were in front of other people.

She couldn't avoid intrigue.

There is no way he would proactively confront Moran like this.

"Well, I'll transfer you to Lorelai's choir. You still like hunting assassins, right?"

"Th-The Clock Tower Queen's Choir!?"

"Hahaha, Lorelai is very interesting. I think you two should get along well."

Moran's smile was very happy.

Lorelai and Noelle share a common lament, which is the desire to destroy the Dead Apostles even when eating or sleeping.

The former hunted the outlaws out of aristocratic pride.

Noelle's reason for hunting down the assassins was simple and direct: it was all due to the French Blood Feast from her youth. The Twenty-Seventh Ancestor had massacred the inhabitants of her hometown, and nothing could be more hateful than that.

It can be said that Lorelai and Noelle are similar in this regard, and their desire to hunt killers has reached a pathological level.

However, Moran didn't think it was a big deal.

In his eyes, with thousands of years of experience, most Dead Apostles are perverts that humans cannot understand.

Therefore, even as a True Ancestor, Moran only regarded the Dead Apostles as small livestock.

Noelle was so excited that his cheeks flushed red.

It can be said that the Law and Politics Department is a completely wealthy place, and one can even join Lorelei's choir!

The official career that awaits her is a glorious road!

Noyer thought so.

In fact, she was not wrong, but she didn't know that Lorelai was a perfectionist and would never allow anyone in the team to slack off. This would be a fatal blow to Noyer, who was infected by Moran's casual personality.

However, this is all in the past.

"Your Majesty, Lord El-Melloi requests an audience."

Mary came in from outside.

Seeing Noelle standing next to Moran, and the black and white nun's uniform that outlined her plump figure.

The first thing Mary felt was disgust.

The woman in front of him was an agent sent by the church, and now she was being so rude to their king.

"Kenneth? Let him in."

Moran was a little confused.

However, I still plan to let someone in first.

Mary and Noelle's eyes met.

In just a few seconds, the two women had already fought several rounds of fierce battle.

"Hmm? The church's... agent?!"

The moment Kenneth came in.

He also showed a very surprised expression, seeing the representative of the church beside the king.

The Templars were not very welcoming in Britain.

In fact, the Magic Association is openly hostile to the Church.

Kenneth was not kind to the church members.

If this was not a noble and elegant palace hall, he would have probably said the word "running dog" directly.

The wariness in Mary's eyes and his didn't fade.

Magicians and agents have been fighting for countless years, and a meeting between the two sides almost means bloodshed.

"Don't be too nervous. She's someone close to me, so relax."

Moran noticed the smell of gunpowder in the air.

Although Neuer 1.1 was unhappy, he knew where he stood.

She is also a nun and vicar of the Holy Church.

Just appearing in this palace is disrespectful. He was very lucky to be guarded by Mary and Kenneth.

She also didn't want to cause too much trouble for Moran.

However, Moran could say in person that he was someone close to him, which made Noyer feel very sweet.

"Since it's the king's decision, there must be a deeper meaning behind it. Well, I, Kenneth, didn't see the nun from this church today."

Kenneth saw through Moran's thoughts at a glance.

He could see that this nun had a close relationship with Moran, and it was not something he could discuss casually.

However, the king even the nuns of the Holy Church...

Kenneth could only sigh at this.

Chapter 532: The Stolen Imitation Tomb [Please subscribe! Please give me flowers!]

Kenneth didn't dare to be picky about the women around the king. Who knows, maybe she would become the princess in the future.

So, from a political perspective.

Even if you can't make friends with them, don't offend them.

"Your Majesty, I have come to see you this time to explain the recent theft from the British tomb..."

Kenneth told Moran the whole story.

This happened before Moran came to the throne.

A sarcophagus was stolen from a tomb that had never been explored by the authorities.

After subsequent identification by archaeological disciplines.

They came to the conclusion that it was the tomb of the second king, Arthur Pendragon, during the Unified Dynasty.

After hearing this, Moran moved to Bengbu first.

He refuted the conclusion reached by the archaeological department in one sentence.

Altria was originally buried with him at the base of the island, and no tomb was ever built.

Therefore, it cannot be King Arthur's tomb.

Moran asked for all the information about the 08 incident and read it himself before reaching his conclusion.

“This King Arthur’s tomb is a forgery, and the craftsmanship is very sophisticated.

Judging from the design style used, it does bear traces of the techniques used in the construction of British royal tombs throughout history. The only person who could have accomplished this could only be a British person, not anyone else.

Moran only needed a moment of analysis to come to a conclusion.

Mary flew into a rage and cried, "To forge the King's tomb is disrespectful! It's a grave sin! Only the King can rest in the King's tomb!"

Kenneth also realized that this was unusual.

The person who could build a royal tomb that even archaeologists couldn't tell was real or fake could only be a British prince or a monarch-level figure in the Magic Association.

Although the mausoleum was built about a thousand years ago, it is indeed quite old.

But, to put it in a broader sense, this is an attempt to rebel.

In the Celestial Empire, this would be like common people embroidering a dragon robe at home and then wearing it for fun.

The nature is so serious.

If the nobles who built this mausoleum were investigated, even now, more than a thousand years ago,

I am afraid that he will inevitably face multiple trials.

Even if you don't die, you will be skinned alive.

Even if they were stripped of their noble status, it would not be surprising if they were exiled overseas.

In fact, this is considered lucky.

"So, the tomb that was robbed was a fake one? And the tomb robbers didn't even know this..."

Kenneth didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

If the tomb robbers knew about this, they would definitely vomit blood.

After all, even the archaeological department of the Clock Tower cannot determine its authenticity, so how can a mere tomb robber have the ability to do so?

"Your Majesty, my El-Melloi family has discovered the whereabouts of the sarcophagus. After it was stolen from Britain, it went through many twists and turns..."

We are waiting for the mastermind behind this to bite the bait, and recently, we discovered that it was being transported in the direction of Snowfield, which, if correct, is most likely Snowfield City."