I am already the Archbishop of Destiny. Who do you want me to counterattack?

The little white-haired girl who was suspended in mid-air by one hand immediately chose to follow her heart, and just like a naughty child who was afraid of her parents, she became a good girl in seconds!

Damn it, I can just lie on Anna’s lap and eat snacks!

Why can’t you just eat in bed?

"You have 5 minutes to clean it up for me." He threw the little white-haired girl onto the bed.

The silver-haired girl returned to the chair and picked up the red wine glass on the table and took a sip.

"My dear little cotton-padded jacket, otherwise... eh?"

Miss Qiana was stunned for a moment when she noticed that the quilt was undulating a little more.

Then he raised the corners of his mouth slightly to reveal a faint smile.

"I wanted to wait a few more hours, but it's good to wake up now, my cute little kitten~"

After all, if the other party hasn't woken up today.

She needs to activate the backup plan and randomly select a few lucky S-class Valkyries.

Then go with her to do something that is difficult in her own estimation.

But now that the other party is awake, let's proceed as planned.

No matter how prioritized and stable the original plan was, it was more than one percentage point higher than the backup plan.

"Well............."

Unfamiliar ceiling............

Miss Kiana opened her eyes in a daze, and the first thing that came to her mind was what most people in this time-travel novel would say...

What came into view was a beautiful brown-black ceiling. The lines of the trees could be clearly seen on it. The faint fragrance of the girl on the pillow made Miss Kiana gradually wake up and rubbed her eyes... .......

"Is this...the kingdom of heaven..."

Holding her forehead unconsciously, Miss Kiana whispered to herself.

But the moment his little hand came to his forehead, a strong pain instantly spread from his head throughout his body.

"Wow..."

Tears instantly welled up in her eyes. Miss Kiana covered her forehead directly, and her calves subconsciously moved and kicked the quilt because of the pain!

Who took advantage of her and beat her up while she was sleeping? How could it hurt so much?

Isn't there no pain in heaven? Could it be that what she came to is hell!

After moving around for a while, the touch from her hand finally made Kiana understand why she was in so much pain...

There is a big bump on my forehead.............

The big kind......................

It’s a ghost because it doesn’t hurt him〒▽〒.............

"Who did it so darkly? It hurts all over my body, and why was my butt slapped!"

"My dear little kitten, if you say this, my sister will make me very sad~"

A slightly pleasant voice came to Miss Kiana's ears. She covered her forehead and reluctantly opened her eyes to look.

Not far from the bed, I saw a beautiful girl with silver hair and white silk holding her little face.

He shook his glass of red wine like a boss who had just finished his work.

"What? Don't you know me? My dear little sister Kiana? You're not sleepy, are you~"

The silver-haired girl was wearing a gold-plated pure white bishop's uniform. Her cheerful and brisk smile was almost the same as that of a certain Bishop Otto. It seemed that everything was under control.

Under the somewhat dim light, those different-colored golden-blue eyes looked very alluring, like an astringent fairy tale elf who had caught prey in a story.

Or.........like a full-on Kaslana?

"Are you, sister Qiana?"

Miss Kiana looked around blankly.

This is a small room of about 30 square meters. The walls are made of wooden boards and the like. Normal supplies such as chairs and tables are simple and charming.

The bookshelf is next to the door, filled with many books, and the desk is facing the window and can be illuminated by the sun.

see it.

The owner of this small room must be an easy-going literary boy who likes a natural, quiet and gentle atmosphere.

"Why am I here...and sister, you..."

Covering her forehead and seeming to recall something, Miss Kiana was slightly startled.

Then he immediately raised his head and looked at the silver-haired girl who was smiling but not smiling.

"Sister, did you really pick me up and take me home?!"

"Isn't that just a joke in their respective pre-war declarations?!"

I remembered the cause and effect.

Her eyes were filled with surprise as she recalled being beaten one-sidedly, and even the final power and the imaginary space could not escape being shattered every minute.

No?

Sister, are you serious?

Did you really pack me up and take me home?

Isn't this just like the Herrscher of Knowledge, who casually talks about building up his momentum during a fight?

"Well, sister, I always keep my word~"

Gently sipping the blood-red liquid in her hand, the silver-haired girl covered her mouth and smiled happily:

"My cute little kitten, get up when you wake up. Sister, I need you to do me a little favor~"

When your family asked someone for help, they beat them until they were unconscious?

What kind of weird request is this?

"Sister, I have other things to do. My friends are still waiting... huh?"

While talking about Miss Kiana, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed with a serious look on her face.

Then the next moment she felt a chill, which made her slightly stunned.

He lowered his head slightly and looked.

She immediately got back into bed with a red face!

"?!"

Where are my clothes!

Why are all my clothes gone?

Could it be that when I was in a coma, Sister Qiana took the opportunity to take off my clothes!

Combined with the pain in my butt just now, could it be said!

"Huh? Where are your clothes..."

"Anna, I misjudged you. You actually took advantage of others' danger and did such an enviable thing while others were unconscious... Bah, it's something that is despised!"

Miss Kudo Manzo on the side covered her eyes with her fingers, although the gap was so big that it was almost as if she was not covering her eyes.

But she still had a heartbroken look on her face and justly condemned her somewhat confused Anna:

"I have a girlfriend. Anna, you are going too far. You don't even have any clothes left after you finish the job!"

"Beast, ntr, shameless, yellow hair of Apokalis!"

No.17 Anna, you are shameless, ntr, and the yellow hair of Apokalis! ([-]-in-[-])

Destiny is not peaceful recently.

This is a feeling that very few people can be vaguely aware of, and recent events have proven it.

Destiny has indeed been very unstable recently. The next head of the Kaslana family, Kallen Kaslana, defected from Destiny.

The two major knighthoods, the War Knights and the Death Knights, were mobilized to join in the pursuit and search.

The leader of the Knights of Destiny, Bianca Apokalis, died, and the newly transferred A-level Valkyrie could not convince the crowd.

Even the rumors of the saint among common people in many parts of Europe began to ignite the fire of ambition.

All in all, it was quite chaotic, with problems everywhere, and the situation was almost on the verge of collapse.

However, these undercurrents basically stopped after the return of Archbishop Qiana Apokalis, at least not as swollen as when the Archbishop was no longer there.

After all, everyone knows one thing.

As long as the silver-haired dark-faced girl at the top is still around.

Anyone who dares to cross the line is seeking death.

The person who has the greatest power, the strongest power, and the largest economic volume in Destiny.

That girl has never let go since she came to power.

"Oh, that little girl Bianca is dead, and her beloved aunt is trying to avenge her even though she has no one to help her. However, as a father, I still want to get something out of it~"

The Apocalis family study.

Look at the latest reward orders issued across Europe, as well as the reports from the pursuers.

The white-haired old man touched his gray beard, his green eyes flickering slightly as if he was sighing.

"Arthur is old, Bianca is dead, Kallen ran away, and Zofia is sent abroad~"

"Who is left of her cronies?"

"Although she doesn't believe anyone, who else is really loyal to her now?"

The old man's calm tone sounded like a sigh or a question.

It's not that there is no one loyal to the archbishop anymore, but there are basically no people whom the archbishop dares to entrust with important responsibilities.

This is not due to suspicion, but because the archbishop's men are not involved in other factions.

There are only a few people who work purely for the destiny and the archbishop.

The rest are either self-interested, loyal to the Church of Destiny itself, believe in the doctrines of the Church of Destiny, or just want to protect the people around them.

Anyway, you just have concerns, you will doubt or contradict the Archbishop's orders, and you won't care what you do like Miss Zofia and Miss Bianca.

In short, the orders of their archbishop were absolute, and the Black Death massacred the city without blinking an eye.

".........Master Shaniyat, my aunt should still believe in her."

"She? That guy Sabressa is indeed reliable, but what she cares about most is Shaniyat."

The blond man took a sip of red wine and swiped it away as if he had made a mistake. He stood in front of the desk and waited for his resignation.

A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the head of the Nicholas family, disdain for the person he spoke of.

"If Sabressa is really credible, where do you think your eldest sister will die? How many opportunities did she have to support the scientific research department? If she went there, would your eldest sister die?"

"How can that little girl Karen escape from Vienna? And she hasn't been caught yet?"

At that time, none of the four major knight commanders of Apocalypse appeared.

He didn't understand their behavior.

But he was very sure that Sabressa was definitely in Vienna and would definitely have enough time to rush to support.

But the other party didn't go, and only that silly girl Bianca went alone.

"Otto Apokalis, my son, don't be naive anymore. In that woman's eyes, even her biological daughter is nothing worth mentioning and can be discarded compared to Shaniat."

"........"

Sabressa did not go to support Bianca, indicating that she sensed something dangerous inside.

So even though her biological daughter was there, she decisively chose to remain silent.

He didn't even want to remind his daughter.