Women's Dignity

"Maynard, your beliefs are a bit extreme."

Bishop Elektra didn't know what he was feeling when he said those words.

They simply tacitly agreed to eliminate this descendant of the Antigonus family.

Shael actually wants the other party to serve the church? To offer their faith to the goddess?

"Sir Bishop, why do you say my beliefs are extreme?"

"Isn't it a blissful thing to be able to believe in a goddess?"

"This Mr. Bieber's life has been tragic enough. He lost his mother, who was his only companion, and was forced into this supernatural event. I just want to share my happiness with him. Is there a problem with that?"

"After he puts his faith in the goddess, his heart will surely find peace."

Chael's eyes were serious as he tapped his chest four times in a gesture of utmost devotion.

"Wow, goddess!"

"Amazing, goddess!" x2

Bishop Elektra and Senior Sister Gray responded with similar praise.

The two of them actually had a lot to say, but they just couldn't refute a single word that Xia Er said.

He has already tied faith and happiness together, so how can you refute that?

Besides, the church also has its pride; it can't just cut off all opportunities and wipe them out, can it? What if they corrupt newcomers?

"You still need to be careful. For this operation, we should follow the advice of our seniors."

Bishop Elektra said with a headache.

He actually felt that Xia Er was too devoted to goddesses?

Who is really at fault?

"Sir Bishop, I know I won't joke with my companion's life."

"I am aware of the dangers posed by the Mystic People. May I request one more sealing artifact?"

"Ideally, it should be something that can stabilize one's mental state."

Shael shook his head, banishing the sudden thought of soaking the Goddess of Night in formaldehyde from his mind, and then looked expectantly at Bishop Elektra.

"Your team size meets the requirements for this mission, and I will help you apply for the necessary permits."

"Also, I admire your faith in Goddess, but we must also respect other people's beliefs, do you understand what I mean?"

Bishop Elektra said, rubbing his temples.

"I understand that faith is free, and the goddess is forgiving."

Chael responded with a smile.

He suddenly had a strong urge to lick the Goddess of the Night.

Hey!

Damn desire!

Damn depravity!

Damn faith!

After get off work, pray to the ancient sun god 10 times to counteract the negative influence.

The sacrificial rituals demanded by the Fool should also be completed as soon as possible.

My queen is the best in the world, the goddess of the night can go to hell.

Chael quickly adjusted his mental state.

He closed his eyes and meditated for a while, then regained his composure.

"It seems you can still listen to me."

Bishop Elektra said with satisfaction.

He had certainly noticed Xia Er's self-adjustment.

"There's one more thing. Come out with me for a moment."

The bishop glanced at Alison, then led Chael to the empty archives room next door.

"The church has resolved the misunderstanding between you and Lady Catherine last time."

"Lady Catherine also understands your situation."

The bishop told Chael some good news.

After learning about what happened at the banquet from Xia Er, he visited Countess Hall. The lady was very gentle and not only expressed her understanding but also inquired about Xia Er's condition, indicating that she really didn't take it to heart.

"Why did you inquire with the Hall family about the extraordinary materials related to the Dawn Rooster?"

Bishop Elektra continued to ask.

"Perhaps Alice needs it?"

"Perhaps I need it too?"

"I think about it and then I say it," said Xia'er.

"I shouldn't have told you about the alternative route so early."

Bishop Elektra sighed, then said solemnly:

"By switching pathways, it's not as simple as you think. As far as I know, switching pathways between sequence 5 and sequence 4 is relatively safe. But switching pathways in lower sequences can also lead to madness."

"Don't even think about changing your approach, the secret way. I'll help you find a way."

"Thank you, I understand, I will listen to your advice."

Chael bowed to the bishop.

"I wish you could really make things easier for me."

Bishop Elektra glared at Chael, then turned and left.

He had considered keeping Xia Er at Sequence 9 and not promoting him.

But...the look in that student's eyes...he knew he couldn't stop him.

Rather than letting the other person figure out their own way of changing routes, it's better to take the extra effort and arrange their future path for them.

At least this student was genuinely willing to listen to his opinion, unlike...

He also didn't want to see the other person, like a former colleague, betray their faith in the goddess.

Ince Zangwell was once a good friend of his, but this friend had already died long ago when he failed to ascend to demigod status.

......

Back in the office, Senior Gray, ever the gossip, came up to me and asked:

"What did Bishop Elektra just say to you?"

"Hmm...you mean, you're telling me not to betray my faith in the goddess?"

Xia Er summarized and said.

"secret?"

"Senior Gray asked tentatively."

"No, that's not it."

"I'll sit back down at my workstation and reply," Xia Er replied.

"Could it be what you said last time... about you falling for someone else's wife?"

This voyeuristic woman couldn't contain her curiosity at all.

"Allison, do you have to be so blunt?"

"Where is Ruhnn's signature euphemism?"

"Also, that's not liking, it's just pure desire."

Xia Er doesn't even call her "senior" anymore.

He was now somewhat relieved; distance makes the heart grow fonder. He and Klein Moretti could just get to know each other and keep a certain distance.

From now on, when we're going crazy, we'll each go our own way.

"Euphemistic? Why weren't you tactful when you were training with me?"

Allison Gray glared at Xia Er with annoyance.

She was a senior, after all, and this guy actually hit her; she almost lost.

"The bishop helped me mediate, and this matter is now over."

Chael also told the bishop about some of the things at the time.

The main purpose was to gather extraordinary materials from the Dawn Rooster, paving the way for his future advancement within the Church of the Night.

Within the Church of the Night, the path for the Sleepless is too arduous, while the path for the Mystic seems to be all he has, with a bright future ahead.

"Heh, you can't blame everything on the potion. It's actually a common problem among men; most men have this issue."

"Those who think it's a disease are actually in the minority."

After sending a telegram to Tingen, Allison leaned back in her chair and chuckled.

"You're right. Status is just an extra advantage; the main thing is whether the other person has a certain charm."

"I think about it and then I say it," said Xia'er.

"Is she very charming?"

Allison suddenly sat up and asked.

"Yes... coincidence."

Of course, Xia Er wouldn't speak ill of others.

"Oh, I see, dear Maynard. May I ask you a question?"

Allison leaned against her desk and asked.

"Haven't you asked enough questions already?"

Xia Er rolled her eyes as she sorted through the documents that Allison had reviewed.

"Was it because the potion amplified your desires?"

Allison walked behind Xia Er, inspecting his work as she asked.

"I guess so. Potions can't amplify things that don't exist."

"I can't resist so-called pleasure either, how pathetic."

Chael spoke, but showed no sign of remorse.

Both being "time travelers," Grisha and Klein transcended vulgar interests.

He would rather sit at the same table as Russell.

"You mean, you and I are in the same office every day, and you don't react at all, but you only feel desire when you take a break to attend a banquet in the evening, meet other women, and then you feel desire? Not only that, when you came to me the second time, you didn't react much when you held my hand, and you even cried to me, saying that you felt desire for other women you only spent a short time with? Is that right?"

Allison placed her hand on Xia'er's shoulder and asked softly.

This woman, who almost lost in a head-on confrontation, is planning to find an excuse to bring up old grievances.

"After get off work today, let's practice some more combat skills!"

"Okay, let's skip the drinking this time."

Xia Er shook his head, recalling his previous experience.

After drinking, practicing martial arts sounds like domestic violence.