Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　Furthermore, because there is no economic mechanism, only a shared experience mechanism, the significance of killing gradually diminishes in the later stages.

　Sometimes you should seize every opportunity to score.

　That's generally the case.

　"..." Cong Yu looked at her phone screen, watching the Pope and her two teammates head straight for the enemy base, and then suddenly said, "You or have your teammates go check the jungle... the enemy is feeding monsters."

　Monsters are a mechanic used in the Monster Wars series of maps.

　After defeating minions and monsters, players will obtain "Black Magic," which can be used to feed neutral epic creatures—monsters.

　The side that first feeds 100 points of black magic will receive help from monsters—summoning a group of monsters to launch an attack.

　Judging from the experience bars displayed at the top of the screen, the opponent, despite being low on health, did not return to base but instead continued farming jungle camps.

　It's obvious they're using black magic.

　"Huh? What do you mean?"

　As a newbie, the Pope doesn't quite understand... which is normal; in beginner games, everyone is unfamiliar with this aspect.

　Judging from the 16:21 team level difference, the Pope's opponents are clearly a level higher than theirs.

　It might be from fried fish...

　Then you can't blame me for giving advice from the sidelines.

　With this in mind, Cong Yu began to offer guidance.

　The Pope immediately channeled his inner pro player, heading straight to the jungle to arrest the two enemy players who were farming there.

　As the notification sound of "double kill" rang out, she immediately received a text message of praise from her teammates... making her beam with joy.

　Then comes the exhilarating phase of racking up points by destroying the opponent's base.

　Even after the other side surrendered, the Pope still looked like he hadn't had enough... Then, she saw Cong Yu with her face very close.

　"..." To be honest, it feels quite strange.

　Cong Yu has a fair complexion and long, delicate eyelashes... Overall, Cong Yu is the kind of person who is very beautiful.

　Even though he is a real man, he is still considered handsome.

　However, the Pope at this moment was a genuine woman, truly beautiful, and a strange, eerie feeling enveloped him.

　However, the Pope quickly dispelled the eeriness with a blink and said, "After I am discharged from the hospital, Dente's accession will be held... This is an internal matter, so there is no need to worry about it."

　"And the next day, my body will be given a funeral, and people from all over the world will be invited to remember me... Will you come?"

　As he asked this, the Pope looked at Cong Yu, who had walked away after the game ended, and sighed with relief, adding, "I will participate myself."

　It's so hard to hold back, so incredibly hard to hold back.

　"Pfft-hahaha..."

　Cong Yu immediately burst out laughing... A female pope participating in a ritual to bury his original body, isn't that a bit too stream-of-consciousness?

　What is this? Saying goodbye to one's male self?

　"..." Amid Cong Yu's laughter, the Pope couldn't say anything... She put herself in Cong Yu's shoes and really wanted to laugh too.

　But that doesn't mean she's willing to be the one being laughed at.

　Therefore, she chose to protest with a resentful expression.

　"Hahaha...cough cough."

　Fortunately, Cong Yu eventually stopped laughing and pondered the matter of the Pope's funeral.

　As for whether I have time to participate, the answer is definitely yes.

　I and Yaochuan Guang and the others are all on vacation, with plenty of time to do various activities... although I feel like I haven't really attended any classes for many days.

　It's about the same as being in school or on vacation.

　The problem is that he actually had plans for a while afterward... to go to Mexico to stake out and see if he could capture more four-winged angels.

　I also need to go to Australia to help out and research the rabbit plague... the timing of this is rather uncertain.

　It mainly depends on when the Australian hares start their attack.

　but……

　"For the sake of our long-standing friendship, it's not a problem for me to pay my respects to your remains."

　With that, Cong Yu patted the Pope on the shoulder, took out his phone to check the time, and said, "That's settled then. Send me the specific time later."

　Then, it sank directly underground and disappeared from the spot.

　The Pope reached out and touched his shoulder, feeling a little...

　It's weird... even though such behavior is quite normal.

　But it still feels weird...

　Anyway, it's weird.

　……

　Sigh, a young girl's body is such a hassle.

　The Pope sighed.

　Chapter 764 Ritual - Funeral

　The funeral procession for a pope is quite complex.

　If you simply imagine it as a funeral for a "large family," like a bunch of people in black suits paying their respects, then you're sorely mistaken.

　The process will proceed as always.

　The Pope's "body" will be placed in the main hall of the Vatican Cathedral for makeup and restoration.

　The exhibition then lasted for three days.

　Afterwards, millions of people will gather in the square in front of the cathedral to watch the funeral procession.

　The ceremony was presided over by the newly appointed Pope, Dente.

　All the bishops and countless venerable priests will be summoned here to witness the Pope's return to heaven.

　Believers also meditate and bid farewell to the Pope here.

　Three coffins will then be used for burial...

　The innermost coffin was made of cypress wood and lined with deep red velvet, and was used to hold the Pope's body.

　The middle coffin was made of lead, which had good sealing properties. It was bound with purple silk rope and sealed with molten wax.

　"Place your own coat of arms on the coffin as a symbol of inheritance."

　"Then... before sealing the outer coffin, you have to put something inside: seven gold coins, seven silver coins, and seven copper coins."

　"Put out Old Deng's badge and the scepter he used before."

　Dente, surrounded by a group of nuns, looked quite impressive... she was now the Pope.

　However, she wasn't wearing the papal hat that Pope Old Deng wore back then, because she couldn't put it on.

　Dente still has an angelic halo above his head...

　Although this thing has suffered some reputational damage due to the various troubles caused by Moirai's angels, it is still very convincing.

　It's at least more convincing than a papal hat.

　"..."

　"Then you can seal the coffin and bury the dead?"

　Dente muttered to herself, reviewing the ceremony she was about to preside over, but the problem was... she had forgotten the procedure again.

　"Book."

　"The holy book must be placed."

　"The red book should be placed on top."

　"A book should be placed on the outermost edge."

　Former Pope Dente, Cong Yu, Theredo, and Serena unanimously refuted Dente's claim about "direct burial."

　"Ugh, this is so troublesome."

　Dente muttered under her breath, pouting, "I feel like we should just burn it or throw it into the sea... anyway, it's not like it's really dead."

　Upon hearing this, everyone else was alright, but Cong Yu and Lao Deng were genuinely angry with Hong Wen... because the two of them had personally taught him the procedure.

　I started familiarizing Dente with the process a few days ago, but even now he still hasn't memorized it.

　So Cong Yu quickly stepped forward, grabbed Dente's head, and used his knuckles to press against the sides of her head... and started drilling in an instant!

　"Wow! Quack! Wrong, ahhh!!"

　Dente began to scream, looking pleadingly at the formidable guards around her: "Guards! Guards! Aren't you going to do your jobs? I'm going to dock your pay! Dock your pay!"

　The guards, who remained silent, paid no attention to Dente's wails; many even turned their heads away.

　They completely ignored it.

　Then Dente immediately began to writhe and struggle, desperately trying to break free: "I-I understand! I remember! Please forgive me, please forgive me!"

　Everyone sighed at Dente's pleas for mercy.

　Hopefully she really remembered it.

　"How many times have we reminded you?"

　As the Pope (former Pope) spoke, she shook her head and reminded him, "You weren't even required to memorize the lines... so don't mispronounce them."

　After saying this, the Pope led everyone to turn around and leave, going to the dressing room at the back to change clothes and then to watch his own funeral.

　"Probably, maybe, it won't be mispronounced..."

　Dente's weak voice came from behind, sounding like she was trying: "I'll try."

　"..."

　"If you really misread it, then you'd better correct it as soon as possible... Otherwise, your funeral will really become a joke."

　Cong Yu said, walking behind the Pope toward the dressing room: "She actually has a pretty good attitude, but she's still lacking in ability."

　After all, before she began her studies, she was a magical girl who was a snow leopard and didn't read many holy books.

　"I hope my funeral won't become a joke."

　As he said this, the Pope seemed somewhat sentimental: "Attending one's own funeral... that's actually a bit ridiculous in itself."

　With these comments, the Pope picked up the priest's robes, which he hadn't worn in a long time and which symbolized his "clergy" status, that had been prepared for him...

　After taking a couple of steps, she turned to look at Cong Yu, who was carrying a change of clothes under her arm and seemed not to be planning to go inside anytime soon: "What's wrong?"

　"..."

　"Hmm...you should go change your clothes first."

　As Cong Yu spoke, she realized that the Pope seemed unaware.

　He didn't intend to reveal the crucial point: "I'll keep watch over the door for you."

　Gatekeeper?

　Will I get attacked just for changing my clothes?

　The Pope was somewhat puzzled. She hesitated and shrugged... Surely Moira wouldn't attack someone while they were changing clothes?

　Furthermore, if Moirai could indeed decide the timing of the attack, then launching an attack while the enemy was using the toilet would be the most appropriate course of action.

　Either you don't clean up the mess and bear the psychological pressure, or you have to take the blame and clean up the mess, directly giving up the initiative.

　A brilliant and insidious scheme!

　With this thought in mind, the Pope, standing in the dressing room, took off his clothes... and glanced down at his chest.

　Ah... I forgot about that.

　Although the Pope herself doesn't really care about this now... anyway, it's not his real body.

　Instead of understanding what Cong Yu meant, he started thinking about topics like "being attacked while using the toilet"...