About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

"How am I supposed to know what that weird action of yours means...? Anyway, you called me out so I can, uh... change my clothes right now?"

Exia also retorted somewhat unhappily, but when he thought about seeing Orson in nun's clothes soon, this Sakota problem student suddenly became less concerned.

"How can I possibly wear it now... I'll definitely do that after we get to Pala. Right now, I need to find some time to get the clothes and see if they fit me."

Orson sighed and responded. After all, he was not a bald killer with a barcode tattooed on the back of his head, so changing clothes on the spot would not arouse suspicion.

"Is that so? Then follow me anyway. My room is on the left side of the upstairs corridor."

Angel finally understood Orson's intention. She immediately took Orson to her room. After all, time was tight, and they had to get things done before everyone in the conference room became suspicious.

Orson followed Angelic Power and quickly arrived at her room, but when he reached the door, Angelic Power suddenly froze in front of the door and was reluctant to open it.

"Exia? What's wrong?"

Orson asked curiously, while Exia turned her head away stiffly, with a blush of shyness and embarrassment on her cheeks.

"Um... Suddenly, I remembered that I haven't cleaned the house yet. How about you wait outside for three hours, Orsen... Is that okay? Hehehe."

Exiah rubbed her short hair and said this while sticking out her tongue in a cute manner.

"Of course not! A boarding room in a monastery can't be that messy, and three hours is too long!"

Orson refused seriously. The Orson who used to blush and have his heart beating fast (scared) when sleeping with the patriot has now become a pervert who can sneak into girls' rooms without any shame.

"Well...I know."

It seemed that there was no way to fool him, and Archangel could only open the door dejectedly.

Originally, Orson was mentally prepared to see a messy drawing of hell with all kinds of miscellaneous items piled up randomly. He even kept repeating in his mind, "Don't think about tidying up the room, don't think about tidying up the room." But in the end, the Archangel's room was only a little messy.

"I-I didn't live in this kind of environment when I lived in Longmen... Don't get me wrong, Orson."

The Archangel blushed and didn't dare to look away, for fear that he would see something incredible scattered outside.

In fact, because she was almost turned into a waste by Orson before, Angelicorn had learned many life skills on her own initiative or forced to do so, which naturally included tidying up the room. Now the place where Angelicorn lives is actually not messy at all, but because she has to bring her beloved opposite sex into her residence, she still feels a little too ashamed.

"Just sit down wherever you want. I'll go find that dress. Speaking of Orson, um, about what happened after the last banquet..."

Angelic was halfway inside the closet, searching for the nun's uniform she had brought with her, while chatting with Orson about something Angelic cared about very much, about the last night of Orson's trip to Lateran, and what happened between her and the chimera.

At that time, Orson, as an idol of the nuns, successfully prevented the crisis of the Langdon Monastery. Not only that, he also successfully promoted the monastery's beer through "Internet celebrity promotion" and realized the transportation of beer by integrating the sports cold chain system (referring to Frost Star).

After accomplishing such a major feat, a celebration party was inevitable. At the celebration party, Orson accidentally drank a little, and after dragging him back to the room, perhaps because of the drunkenness, Orson's personality was completely different from his usual "quiet and easygoing" self. Since he was also a little tipsy, the result was... the two of them tumbled into bed in a daze.

"Ah, about that incident last time... well, how should I put it—I have no recollection of it at all..."

Faced with the topic raised by Archangel, Orson told his true situation intermittently.

Although such an answer might annoy Archangel, he shouldn't lie and escalate the problem.

"I see... That's true. After all, Orson looked a little strange back then."

Unexpectedly, Exia was not angry, but his tone was very calm.

"Anyway—next time, when you're sober, Orson, let's do this again~!"

Exia turned around from the closet and spoke to Orson with a smile full of energy and vitality. At the same time, in her right hand she was holding a pure black nun's uniform that looked of high quality in workmanship and materials, as well as a long black wig.

"Next time or something... Uwaa, why do you even have a wig?"

Orson didn't know how to respond to Archangel Exia's overly straightforward courtship speech, but the next second his attention was drawn to the wig in Archangel Exia's hand, and he complained loudly.

"Hmm? Some gatherings require that no hair other than black be visible, so everyone is required to wear a black wig in those situations."

"As expected, religious countries have many strange rules..."

Orson sighed, then stood up and walked to Angelic Power to take the nun's uniform and wig, ready to try on the nun's uniform provided by Angelic Power to see if it fit him well.

"Then I'll go out—"

"No, if we go out, other people might notice us. Um... Angel of Exiah, just don't look over here."

Although Orson was a little shy, he still took off his shirt and said to the Archangel.

"Hey hey hey... ahem, uh, I get it."

Angelic held back her auntie smile and quickly turned her back to Orson, while Orson also turned his back to Angelic and started changing his clothes.

"Speaking of which, how are Texas and the others doing lately? I haven't had time to go back to Longmen recently, so I don't know much about the situation."

While changing his clothes, Orson chatted with the Archangel, using this method to offset the strange atmosphere brought by the silence.

"Texas? That girl's still the same, right? Actually, before the boss ran off, Texas had already taken nearly two months off. She and Lappland went back to Syracuse, saying they had some things to investigate. It seems those two got up to a lot of big things in Syracuse! Sometimes I see them in the Longmen newspapers. It's a pity I didn't go with them, otherwise it would have been a lot of fun, huh."

"Really? Texas and Lappland—they probably want to make a clean break with the past."

The two wolves had very similar past experiences, but later they parted ways because of their own choices.

However, no matter how they escape, disguise, or sink, their "roots" will always be entrenched in the original past, and this has never changed.

But speaking of which, the Sicilian Gang's base was originally in Syracuse, wasn't it? I'd go over there and take a look when I have time.

Orson thought so in his mind, and at the same time pinched the hem of the nun's uniform with both hands. After confirming that there was no problem, he sighed, rubbed his throat, and then turned to face the Archangel.

"I'm done changing here... How does it look, Exia?"

Orson's simulated vocal cords seamlessly switched his original voice to a more feminine, "Sister Joan of Arc" voice pattern.

“That sound—Gu…!”

Exia turned around and looked at 'Miss Jeanne', then immediately made a strange sound, covered his heart with one hand, and half-knelt on the ground.

"Are you okay, Exia!?"

Orson's "women's clothing" is not purely superficial. I don't know if it is because of the Chimera physique or the Originium skill of "tuning". Every time Orson changes his clothes, his personality pattern will change accordingly because of the current clothes.

After changing into a nun's attire and becoming the "mysterious legendary idol Sister Joan of Arc", Orson's personality became more feminine and a little "timid".

"I'm fine—Pfft!"

The Archangel, who was originally feeling uncomfortable because of the violent beating of his heart, saw the "Sister Miss" blinking and leaning towards him with great concern, and loyalty spurted out of his nostrils.

"W-What's going on... She seems even cuter than before... Normally, the shock effect should be lessened the second or third time..."

The Angel covered his nose and looked at the 'Nun' in front of him tremblingly.

Her long black hair hung down naturally, and the tight black nun's uniform fit her skin and looked incredibly smooth. The highlight was the 'sister's' somewhat evasive eyes and the slightly retracted posture.

She is supposed to be a guide for the masses and all living beings, but she acts weak and wants to be protected and ravaged. This forbidden feeling is the most irresistible!

"I've been working really hard on my muscles lately, how could I end up looking cuter...?"

Faced with the Angel's overly sloppy reaction, Orson pouted and complained loudly. However, after seeing the Angel's reaction, he also understood that this suit should at least be able to fool these Laterans.

Orson turned around again and prepared to change out of the nun's uniform, ignoring the inexplicable request from the Archangel beside him, "Can you wear it for a while longer..."

"Then the preparations are complete. Let's go back quickly."

Unlike the mental preparation required to wear a nun's uniform, the process of taking off the clothes and changing back into his own clothes was much smoother. Orson changed back into his original clothes in no time and put the nun's uniform and wig into a handbag.

"Got it—hmm?"

Exia sighed and turned around to push the door open and leave. However, as soon as she opened the door a crack, she instantly saw several scarlet eyeballs through the crack, staring at her straight along the crack.

"Wow!?"

"What's going on? Exia—uh, Ghost Shark, Miss Skadi? And Sildenafil... uh, why is the dean here too?"

Exia was startled, and Orson hurried over, only to find that those eyeballs were actually several deep-sea hunters clinging to the edge of the door.

Whether it was the ghost shark Skadi or even Dean Kongxian, no one knew when they came over to eavesdrop.

"Uh, you, what are you guys doing? And the dean too."

Exia was startled by the eavesdropping team and asked nervously in a low voice.

"As for us... Compared to that, what are you doing, huh~?"

Ghost Shark chose to answer questions with questions. She stared at the Archangel with empty eyes. Although her tone was steady and low, it made people feel a chill for no reason.

"Ah...um, me and Orson? We—"

Exia was panicked. Although she and Orson didn't do anything in essence, it was not easy for her to tell others about her experience of seeing the man she loved dressing up as a woman.

"I was asking Exia to pay back the money. I was afraid she'd feel bad, so I negotiated with her secretly. That's all."

"Pay back, Orson?"

Orson walked up to the Archangel and responded to Ghost Shark word by word, his expression not looking like he was lying at all.

But if Tallulah were here, she would probably be able to tell at a glance that this guy was tuning the music for her to show off.

"Pay back the money?"

Kong Xian also tilted his head and asked.

"Ah, back when we were in Longmen, Exias owed a lot of money for fines they received for speeding and other violations in the city. Those fines were eventually passed to the Integration Movement, so I paid for them. I figured today would be a good day to have them pay me back, right?"

Orson explained lightly, looking at the Archangel.

"Yes, yes...Ahahaha, after all, if I fill in Penguin Logistics, I will be killed by Texas...Hehe."

Exiah responded by rubbing his head awkwardly, and the embarrassed and awkward expression on his face didn't seem to be fake at all.

The best lie is a half-truth lie. Although Orson did not sneak into Angel Exia's room to ask for "RNM refund", Angel Exia did throw the bill to the Integration Movement.

"Um……"

The ghost shark stared at Exia and Orson with its empty scarlet eyes, but after looking for a long time, it did not find anything unusual, so it could only snort softly and look away.

"Oh... so that's all? When you secretly found an excuse to go to Remuel's room, Mr. Orson, I thought the child had finally come to her senses."

The dean put one hand on his right cheek and sighed.

"As a clergyman, don't make such speculations!"

Exia's cheeks immediately turned red, and she complained loudly.

"And I'm not always an idiot..."

Exia muttered quietly. Ghost Shark continued to stare at Exia, as if sensing something. Skadi, like her killer whale self, tilted her head, blinking her eyes to show she was completely oblivious. In fact, she hadn't noticed Orson's poor acting at first, genuinely thinking he was on the phone and Exia had just happened to go out with him.

"Aneng has a weird expression on his face..."

Kong Xian was still skeptical, and her feelings towards Angel were very complicated. On the one hand, she was always a little afraid of Angel, as she had experienced trauma in her school days. But on the other hand, she was very envious of Angel, not only because of the close relationship between Angel and Orson, but also because Angel was said to have even slept in the same office with Orson at Longmen.

"Anyway, I just hope to find time to talk to Archangel about the IOU. After all, we're about to set off for the Pala Monastery in the Pala region, and we probably won't have time to settle the bill carefully on the way."

The fake tuning effect he gave himself was still there, so Orson was able to continue lying without blushing or beating his heart, and by the way, told everyone the next destination.

"I've already arranged accommodation for you over there, Mr. Orson. Enjoy yourself after work. The beauty of Rutland is hidden in every corner."

The dean said this with a smile, and Orson nodded gratefully to the nun who was a little fond of gossip.

"Wow... I want to go too. Seriously, why is this happening..."

Kong Xian was still feeling upset. The 'idol' he admired was right in front of him, but he couldn't act with her. This made Kong Xian want to roll on the ground.

"There will be another chance in the future, Sidja. Then we can eat bread, chat and go for a drive."

Orson smiled and ruffled the bird's hair. The bird was stunned for a moment, then immediately nodded hurriedly with a red face.

"I, I understand, Mr. Orson! Please be careful!"

"Don't worry, leave your hard work to me~"

"That's why I'm worried about leaving it to you!!"

Kong Xian complained loudly to the Archangel who was patting his chest.

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After the group left the Landon Monastery, Kong Xian stood by the window and looked at the off-road vehicle slowly driving away on the road in the distance, his expression becoming a little solemn.

"Master Dean, what you said in the conference room earlier... are they true?"

"A special guest once came to Lateran. She predicted the coming of the Scourge, and also the anger and awakening of the land. No one paid attention to these nonsense at the time, but now everything proves that her words were correct."

The dean gently placed his hand on Kong Xian's shoulder and looked at the vehicles in the distance.

"The ancient gods are awakening, and their wrath seeks to destroy everything. If this is true, then all we need to do is unite, right?"

Kong Xian asked doubtfully, but the dean just smiled.

"If it's really possible... Sidja. The nations are all shackled. They can't unite, they can't move toward one another. They can't put aside all grudges, the blood and tears of past conflicts, or the economic disputes that may arise in the future. Those in power can't do it, and those who have served the land from birth can't do it either."

"Do you think the officers who participated in the Uka War would allow the other nation to send soldiers simply to 'resist natural disasters'? Do you think Yanguo would allow Longmen to become an independent economic hub and unify Terra's currency? Do you think the Sarkaz of Kazdel would bury their prophesied 'Demon King' in a tomb and come to Lateran to seek refuge and peace?"