About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

—The girl who called herself 'Doctor', sitting by the fire, smiling to herself.

"Well--!!"

A sharp pain went straight to the brain, as if someone was strangling the top of the head with a chain.

"Orson!" "Mr. Orson—!"

Exia and Kongxian were shocked by Orson's reaction and hurried over to ask what was going on.

"Um...sorry, I'm fine, don't worry."

Orson covered his forehead with one hand, blinked gently, and assured them that he was fine.

——In order to comfort us, he immediately endured the pain and discomfort and said that he was fine... Ah, Mr. Orson is worthy of being the leader of a multinational security force!

Kongxian started to stack filters on his own.

"What on earth did you see...that you have such a big reaction?" Exiah complained curiously.

"Maybe I was in the North before—who were those people?"

Orson was just about to tell the other two what he had just seen, but at this moment several black luxury cars suddenly appeared on the other side of the wheat field. Those cars stopped in front of the monastery, and several men in suits and ties got out of the cars. It was obvious that they were not here to pray.

"This outfit... belongs to someone from the Monastery Migration Management Association! Um, Aneng, Mr. Orson, I'll be over there first. Please wait for me for a moment!"

After recognizing the visitor's identity, Kong Xian's previous happy and peaceful expression disappeared in an instant. She hooked the crossbow behind her onto the steel cable connected to the roof and slid down.

"The monastery is moving?"

"Ah, I've heard of this association before. They're affiliated with the Lateran public office, but this is the first time I've seen a migration organization."

Archangel looked at Kongxian who was running in the distance. Although he couldn't hear what they were talking about, judging from the body movements of Kongxian, the men in black, and the monastery members, it was probably not good news.

"I feel like things are going to get really complicated. I'm going to make a phone call."

Archangel stood up, took out his cell phone, and quickly went back into the monastery.

"..."

Orson tried to recall the scene he had seen before, but it was as if his memory was encrypted, and no matter how hard he tried, he would be shut out.

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"You're back, Kong Xian. How's the situation over there? I wanted to ask, but judging from your expression, it seems there's no need to ask..."

Not long after, Kong Xian returned to the two of them. Angel Wave waved his hand and wanted to ask Kong Xian how he was doing, but when he saw the other party's expression, he had already guessed it almost exactly.

"Hmm... I just saw the abbot and the people from the Monastery Management Association. I also learned that the relocation contract for Langdon Monastery has been approved."

Kong Xian sat on the chair, and his whole body turned into the cheese on the cheese bun, melting and sticking to the table.

"The contract... well, haven't we already signed the contract? Langdon Abbey's financial situation should be improved."

Orson was not very clear about the specific legal terms and conditions in Rutland and asked in confusion.

"Let me explain, Orson. There are many monasteries within the Lateran territory, and these monasteries operate independently through commercial contracts, monks' employment, and so on. If a monastery is unable to obtain sufficient funding for a long period of time, then according to Lateran law, although the name and existence of the monastery will not be abolished, it will be relocated to an area that has been assessed to be more likely to survive. In essence, it is no different from demolition, it just sounds nice."

The Archangel, who is the 'Latlan Encyclopedia', explained to Orson the situation of the monastery in Lateran, but Orson still had doubts.

"Aneng is right...! After the relocation of Langdon Abbey, the ownership of this wheat field will also be transferred to the new owner of the land. I've already inquired, and the one who received this land is 'Heckler Industries'. Those people have coveted the land near Langdon Abbey for a long time! They will definitely not continue to protect this wheat field like we do. They will only tear it down and build a factory assembly line on top of it!"

Kong Xian said this angrily. It seemed that she had dealt with these people many times before and was fully aware of what they were thinking and what they would do next.

"Heckler Industries is a recently emerging weapons and armor company. Their submachine guns are currently receiving widespread acclaim, and their body armor with .45 composite steel plates is also selling well... Seriously, the Guardian Gun used to be a 'totem' created to strengthen people's faith and remind them not to forget their power. But lately, more and more people are becoming overly enthusiastic about it. Is this how the times have changed..."

After a somewhat inappropriate complaint, Kong Xian forced himself to calm down and informed the two of the company's detailed information about the land acquisition.

"Well, there's actually a saying that the greater the number and types of Guardian Guns, the more devout the Lateran citizen's faith is, right?"

As a senior Holy Lance Ranger, Archangel wiped his lips and tried to defend himself. If it were normal, the empty string of the crossbow would definitely quarrel with Archangel, but the little griffin did not have the energy to do so at this time.

"But this sounds strange, doesn't it? The root cause of the monastery's relocation was a cash flow problem, but this root cause has been solved, so why move again?"

"Mr. Orson... you're so concerned about the monastery! It's a privilege for us, the Landon Abbey, to have you and Miss Jeanne... ahem, well, this actually involves another Lateran Code. The abbey was forced to sign a contract before your arrival. According to the Lateran Monastery Management Act, any contract signed after the abbey's relocation will not be accepted unless funding is provided by someone within the abbey. This code was established to prevent malicious takeovers by outsiders that threaten the abbey, but unexpectedly, it's become a stumbling block this time..."

Kong Xian put away his admiration mode and answered Orson's questions honestly.

"Hmm... at this point, how could anyone from the monastery come to help solve the financial problem..."

After realizing that there was no way to save the situation, Kong Xian once again turned into a piece of heated cheese, lying motionless on the table.

Orson looked at the unwilling, angry, helpless and sad expression on the girl's face. For a moment, he couldn't even reconcile it with the previous scene of him enjoying the evening breeze on the roof and drinking happily with Archangel in the cellar.

Everyone has their own "scene of faith". For Kong Xian, that wheat field witnessed everything for her, but now it has to end in this way, which is really hard to accept.

"...Is there really nothing that can be done, Exia?"

Orson looked at the Archangel beside him and asked.

"Actually, it's not nothing."

“Is that so…eh!?”

Orson, who thought that Archangel would only advise him to mourn, was shocked.

"Shh—it's not that I don't have it, but, uh...anyway, just come with me for a moment."

Exia's expression became a little subtle. She wanted to say something but stopped herself. Finally, she grabbed Orson's wrist and dragged him out of the room.

"Actually, there is a way to allow an outsider to become a recognized member of the monastery within three days."

"So I just need to pass the approval first, and then sign a contract with Langdon Abbey, right?"

Hearing that Archangel Exia actually had a way, Orson confirmed it with some excitement.

"That being said, but... uh, do you really want to do this? Personally, I really hope you, Orson, will help Xidejia. After all, she's a very sincere and kind girl. But from your perspective... you probably don't want to choose this approach at all."

Exiah looked like a riddler, seemingly saying a lot, but in the end he didn't reveal any information.

"I want to help Miss Kongxian both for public and private reasons. From a public perspective, establishing a contract with the Langdon Monastery will provide Reunion with better sniper training and weapons supplies, and alcohol is a sought-after commodity everywhere. Personally... I don't want anyone to end up like me, having the most precious scenery in their hearts completely destroyed and forgotten."

Orson said calmly, and upon hearing Orson's determination, Archangel nodded seriously and took out his cell phone.

"As expected, Orson, you're really understanding. My preparations for the phone call just now weren't in vain. Hello, have you arrived? Sure, just deliver the goods. My coordinates are XXX.XXXX."

boom! !

Just after Archangel finished making this mysterious phone call, a suitcase suddenly flew in from the window beside the two of them and fell into Archangel's hands.

"Hehe, worthy of being Mr. Undertaker, so professional and punctual~"

The Archangel waved outside the window, and Orson could only see a Sakota man with short white hair flash by.

"That's what I'm talking about, then."

Exiah put away his smile and pushed the suitcase in front of Orson.

The packaging of the suitcase is extremely simple, and even looks a bit old from the outside, but traces of protection can be seen in the subtle details. It must be that the man named "Undertaker" Sakota must have been very careful and serious when transporting the suitcase.

"What's in here, Exia?"

Orson suddenly had a very ominous premonition, and at the same time, Archangel opened the suitcase.

Inside was a nun's uniform.

18. Brother and Sister Donburi

In the reception room on the second floor of the Langdon Monastery, several Sakota women in black suits gathered. Although they had no expression on their faces, one could easily see their uncontrollable complacency.

Opposite these Sakotas dressed in black were several girls also wearing black nun uniforms. Unlike those outsiders, the expressions on the nuns' faces were unwilling yet helpless.

"Then everyone should be clear about the terms of the contract, right? We're not bad people after all. We'll give you a week to complete the relocation. We're all servants of the Lord, and you should understand our intentions, right?"

The Sakota women in suits shook a contract signed by the dean and put it into their briefcase. Then they pushed up their sunglasses with their fingers and spoke to the dean and the nuns in words that sounded concerned but were actually sarcastic.

"I...we know that Langdon Abbey will move out of here within a week-"

"Wait a moment!"

Before the dean finished speaking, the sound of an empty string suddenly came from outside the conference room door.

Boom! !

The little griffin had no time or space to comply with red tape. She pushed the door open and walked into the meeting room in two steps.

"Brother Sildegard? What are you doing here now? Has our meeting concluded, or are you planning to escort us to the gate?"

Sakota, a woman from the Monastery Management Association, gently took off her sunglasses and looked at Kong Xian with disdain.

"Of course I'll make you leave here quickly, but I won't let you leave with an expression that says you've already won!"

"Oh? You haven't given up yet. So what are you going to do? Although you seem to have signed an agreement with the boss of the Ursus security force, you should also know the contents of the Lateran Law, right?"

The leader of the Monastery Management Association, who was wearing a suit, questioned Kong Xian in an aggressive manner, while Kong Xian clenched his fists and took a deep breath.

"Of course I understand! But...but we're not going to give up just like that. I've found a way to protect Langdon Abbey—!"

"What can you do? What can you do——"

The leader's ridicule was suppressed before he could even finish his words by the "nun" who walked out from behind Kong Xian and walked into the room with her eyes slightly closed.

"I'm sorry... I disturbed you all without being invited."

Everyone in the conference room was drawn to the clear voice that sounded a little shy, yet neither humble nor arrogant.

The owner of the voice was a "nun". She was wearing a nun's uniform that could be seen everywhere in the monastery, with a black hood draped over her shoulders and her body covered with thin and smooth black silk. Although it was an outfit that could be seen everywhere, for some reason this "nun" exuded an indescribable "sense of taboo" that made people extremely concerned but could not find the source.

The leader swallowed her saliva. She thought she had seen countless nuns, but the nun in front of her, who was short and ordinary at first glance, made her extremely concerned.

——I don’t know why I always have the urge to rub her…

"Ahem, you... who are you?"

The female leader coughed heavily twice, trying to stop herself from thinking too much, and questioned the mysterious nun who suddenly appeared in front of her and set the tone just by standing there.

"This is Mr. Orson's sister, who agreed to establish a cooperative relationship with the Langdon Abbey and provide stable funding. She is also the nun who casually provided a large amount of funds to establish medical facilities in Longmen—Miss Jeanne!"

Kong Xian introduced herself on behalf of "Miss Nun". Everyone took a breath involuntarily after hearing her identity. The "Miss Nun" herself - Orsen who changed into a nun's outfit and changed her voice, lowered her head slightly, trying to hide her blushing face.

"Are you the one who appeared in Longmen for less than half a day and attracted half of Longmen to Longmen Monastery, and was called the 'Rich Saint'?!"

After hearing the true identity of 'Miss Nun', the head of the Monastery Management Association became upset.

"Even cuter than I imagined—No, even if it was you, what could you do? The contract here has already been signed, what else are you going to do? You should be very clear about the laws of Lateran. Outsiders have lower priority than contracts with internal Lateran companies—"

"—unless someone within the monastery comes up with an alternative plan, such as... a nun from within the monastery?"

The lady in charge was interrupted again, this time by a Sakota girl with short dark red hair who walked in and interrupted her.

"N-Nia!? Get down quickly--!"

"...No, why is this your first reaction when you see me?"

The moment the person in charge saw the Archangel, her previous relaxed attitude was completely gone. She panicked and hid behind the sofa with her briefcase covering her head. After a few seconds, she found that the monastery was not blown up into the sky, so she walked out awkwardly.

"...Why don't you have any idea? Anyway, what do you want to say?"

The person in charge asked Exia and Sora awkwardly.

"It's simple. We will make Miss Jeanne a regular nun of the Langdon Monastery before the contract is officially executed."

Exia responded briskly, and walked naturally to the side of 'Miss Nun', putting one hand on the other's head and rubbing it back and forth.

"..."

In the eyes of others, the 'Sister' did not complain at all about the somewhat unreasonable behavior of the Archangel. Instead, she continued to smile with her eyes slightly closed and remained motionless. This expression really made her look like a 'saint' who forgave everything.

Of course, Miss Nun was desperately counting sheep in her mind at this moment, using this method to suppress her shame that was about to make her cry.

"I want to touch it too—no! What are you talking about in your sleep, Archangel! The contract will be executed in seven days. Do you think you can use this short time to make Miss Jeanne a nun at the Landon Abbey? Even dreaming has its limits!"

The lady in charge objected loudly, and even the dean next to her thought that what Angel said was an unrealistic delusion.

"That's not the case, Miss Responsible. While most positions in the monastery require years of service and experience, 'Nun' is the only exception! Because there are a large number of 'unconventional nuns', the Lateran Monastery regulations don't require years of service, but rather an 'assessment'! In other words, as long as you pass the assessment, you can become a formally certified nun within a few days!"

Exiah retorted with a smile, while the shocked expressions on the others' faces showed no sign of fading.

"This, this is impossible...! Even if nuns are evaluated—"

"Nothing is impossible. I believe in Miss Jeanne! Her kindness and faith can overcome all difficulties!"

Kong Xian declared seriously.

"Um, please don't say that, it's really... embarrassing..."

"Joan of Arc is so embarrassed—uh…! I obviously despise this kind of cute way of calling yourself that, but why do I not feel any disgust towards Miss Jeanne? Instead, I find it very cute… cough cough cough!"