The Path of Ascension to the Priest

Monica has always held a trace of distrust towards Tang Qiu, suspecting that she and Ruisi were colluding secretly, and she also fabricated the news that Van Dent had a black witch. As for the purpose... just watch her being kept in the dark and anxious Reese, who is so happy, needs any other purpose?

Monica stared blankly at the blond priest in front of her, trying to see the flaws in her, to see her guilty conscience... However, she was disappointed, the blond priest was still as gentle and calm as usual.

Monica was the first to lose her composure, "You said Van Dent has a black witch?"

"Yes, at least three are hiding." Actually Tang Qiu thinks the number should be four or five.

"Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

"No, we only saw their avatars left in Van Dent."

The avatar of the black witch is ever-changing, and it is not easy for people to distinguish it. Monica frowned, not believing what she said.

Tang Qiu didn't seem to see the suspicion in Monica's eyes, and said in an unhurried manner: "I met this black witch in Edri before, so I recognized her avatar at a glance."

"She set up a dark magic circle in Edri, created a large number of monsters to massacre the city, and tried to control Edri in her own hands, but failed in the end."

The news of Edri's massacre by monsters has spread to the Bill Empire, and Monica has also heard about it.

Her expression became serious, "You mean, she came to Bill's Empire with the same intention?"

In order to maintain the reputation of the Holy See, Monica must not allow the black witch's plot to succeed.

"How many generations of black witches has she been?"

"About three generations, white robe witch."

Monica looked Tang Qiu up and down, "...you drove away the black witch in Edri?" The three generations of witches need at least the strength of a priest to deal with them.

Tang Qiu shook his head slightly, thinking of something, his eyes flickered, and he replied naturally: "It was the mercenary team I was in that drove them away."

"Oh?"

"There is a person in the team who is very good at finding the hiding place of the black witch." Tang Qiu thought that Irene should be good at this.

"They came to Bill with me, and I can ask them for help."

Monica was very interested in the person Tang Qiu said was good at finding traces of black witches, but after hearing what she said, there was a hint of displeasure on her face, "Looking for help from the mercenary team?"

Does the Holy See still need to find a mercenary team to help deal with dark creatures?Do you still want the prestige of the Holy See?

Tang Qiu reorganized the language in a good manner, "It is the hired mercenary team to find the way for us. After all, the black witch is very cunning."

"Everything the Holy See does is to protect the believers of the Bir Empire."

What she said was very level, Monica's expression softened, she looked at Tang Qiu delicately, and in the end the Holy See's reputation prevailed, "To deal with the three generations of witches, we need to dispatch priests, and I need to deal with the bishop. report."

Monica puts the Holy See first in everything. She would rather trust Tang Qiu, even if she was tricked by Reese in the end, she would not question Tang Qiu, and finally let the black witch ruin the reputation of the Holy See.

Tang Qiu saw that Monica was persuaded by him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more sincere, "I'll contact the mercenary team."

Monica glanced at her and warned: "Don't say unnecessary words, their task is to locate the black witch."

Tang Qiu nodded, "I know."

One needs to determine the location of the black witch, and the other needs a priest to cover up his identity. Tang Qiu blinked, it just happens to be mutually beneficial, isn't it?

Tang Qiu left Monica's room, and met Linda on the way back. Linda looked at her with a smile, and said softly, "I heard you found a black witch in Vendent?"

Tang Qiu stopped in his tracks, his red lips curled slightly, and his voice was soft, "It's just luck."

"Your luck is always so good." Linda raised her chin slightly and spoke softly, but the words she said had nothing to do with these four words, "I just don't know how long it will get better."

Tang Qiu replied with a good temper: "I'm lucky because I'm more favored by the Goddess of Light." She thought for a while, and comforted her softly: "As long as you pray sincerely, the Goddess of Light will also take care of you."

She walked past Linda's shoulder, her tone was still gentle, but her eyes were full of indifference, "After all, you have such a kind heart."

The soft voice contained a touch of sarcasm.

Linda turned her head and stared at Tang Qiu's back expressionlessly, her eyes dimmed, and she coldly looked away until her figure disappeared from sight.

After Tang Qiu returned to the room, he took out the letter sent by Irene, opened it and looked at it at a glance. Liu Mei raised his eyebrows slightly, and a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

The content of the letter was to ask her for help, because she hadn't found a suitable helper yet, so she turned her idea to the holy knight.

The holy knights are specially trained by the Holy See to guard the priests. Their main purpose is to protect the safety of the priests. Even if Tang Qiu can mobilize a few more to follow them to Vendent, this is still not good for Irene's safety. What guarantee.

Tang Qiu folded the letter and destroyed it. Although she couldn't help Irene find a helper, she could find one herself.

Lucille... Tang Qiu rubbed her wrist, lowered her eyes in thought, and followed the people of the Holy See to deal with the black witch. No one could have predicted what would happen in the middle.

Therefore, Tang Qiu felt that he also needed a "bodyguard".

Not only to protect her safety, but also to protect her another layer of identity.

"The reward can't be given in vain..." Tang Qiu took out a large cloak to cover himself, and muttered to himself in a low voice.

When Tang Qiu came to Lucille's manor, Lucille was sitting in the middle of the yard drinking afternoon tea, still holding the poetry collection she had been flipping through last time, and she was not surprised to see her come.

The maid moved another chair for Tang Qiu. She took off her cloak and handed it to the maid. Then she sat down, bathed in the warm sunshine, and sighed, "It would be great if the priest had time to enjoy afternoon tea."

However, the priests at the bottom can only work hard and watch the archbishop in red enjoying life leisurely.

"You can come to Edri." Lucille looked sideways at the blond priest, with a light tone, "I will confer the title on you."

The corner of Tang Qiu's mouth curled up slightly, she pulled up her sleeves, showed Lucille the mark of light on her arm, and said with a sigh, "Can you remove this?"

Lucille glanced at her white and slender forearm and the blue blood vessels under the skin, her eyes were dim, and she replied in a low voice: "...No."

Tang Qiu didn't seem to notice Lucille's burning eyes, she put down her sleeves naturally, and said with a smile: "It seems that I can only regret to give up Edrie's title."

Lucille looked away and looked down at the book in her hand. After a while, she closed the book and put it aside, and glanced at the blond priest who was enjoying the sunshine. The priest kept looking down at the cup in his hand curiously.

From Lucille's point of view, the priest's slender and slightly curled eyelashes cast a small shadow on her eyes, but she knew that when the priest raised his eyes, what was in the sky-blue eyes was as clear as the sky. The gentleness contained in it is warmer than the sun.

This person exuded a warm aura, which made her unconsciously addicted to it just like her body temperature and her blood.

Lucille's eyes were not concealed at all. Tang Qiu was stared at for a while, but couldn't bear it anymore, so he raised his head and looked at her helplessly, "What's wrong?"

"...It's okay." Lucille picked up the book again and looked down.

Tang Qiu: "..."

She decided to get straight to the point, "Actually, I came here to tell you something."

Lucille didn't look up, but just hummed lightly.

Tang Qiu didn't care about Lucille's attitude, she stroked the exquisitely patterned cup in her hand, and organized her words, "The Holy See found black witches in Vendent, and I need to follow the priests to drive them out of the Bill Empire. "

"Black Witch?"

Seeing Lucille frowning, she knew what she wanted to ask, so she nodded and said, "It's the one who appeared in Eddie."

Lucille rubbed the pages of the book, her eyes gradually turned cold, that black witch owed Eddie thousands of lives...

"I will go with you."

Tang Qiu raised her eyebrows. She hadn't brought up the topic yet, but Lucille brought it up directly. She didn't expect that Lucille valued Eddie so much... But she had to let Lucille know that this time Van Dent, what is her main mission.

"I can take you with me." The blond priest leaned slightly, touched the side of Lucille's face lightly with the back of his hand, and motioned her to look at him, "but your first task is to protect my safety."

Lucille was stunned for a moment, quietly looking at Tang Qiu who was close at hand, without speaking.

Tang Qiu put his hand down and said with a smile: "Isn't it the responsibility of the blood clan to protect the safety of the blood slaves?"

Lucille felt that what the blond priest said was wrong, but she didn't want to refute. After all, the word "blood slave" made her feel satisfied unexpectedly. She was jumping for joy again, which made her feel a little ready to move.

The blood slave was said by the blond priest himself.

"...What about the responsibility of the blood slave?" Lucille's voice was a little low, the book in her hand had been put down, and her fingers grabbed the wrist of the blond priest.

Tang Qiu raised her eyebrows, she slowly leaned back in the chair, stretched out her hand, and said softly, "I can satisfy your craving."

The relationship between them will become more and more stable by giving this blood race some sweetness. After all, she can only rely on Lucille to hide her identity as a werewolf.

On the white wrist, there was a tooth mark that had become faint. Lucille stared at it for a while, then slowly lowered her head, held Tang Qiu's wrist to her lips, and her sharp fangs pierced the soft skin. In his skin, he enjoyed the "afternoon tea" sent by the blond priest to his heart's content.

The pain made Tang Qiu frowned, but seeing Lucille's obsessed look, her brows slowly relaxed again, and the long red hair fell down on her arm, a little itchy, she thought for a while, and looked up. He raised his other hand and gently stroked Lucille's hair.

Lucille, who was eating, looked up at Tang Qiu suspiciously.

Tang Qiu explained her strange behavior softly, "Your hair color is beautiful." She really thought so, and she wasn't just making excuses.

Lucille lowered her gaze slowly. She stopped sucking blood, and while licking the blood off Tang Qiu's wrist, she said in a cold voice, "Because it's the same color as blood, so I don't like it."

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...the little red flower is gone, I want to quietly