The target is a goddess!Sacred Path of the Scrap Succubus

"Oh, by the way, and your two nephews, their voices are really good for the choir, too bad."

These words froze Bishop Rubin's blood.

After a few seconds, he finally couldn't control himself anymore and roared angrily:

"What have you done? This is completely against the rules! The struggle is not like this! My family has nothing to do with the affairs of the church, how can you hurt them!"

"Oh? Now you feel the need to behave again?"

The saint lowered her voice and said word by word:

"Don't forget, it was you who broke the rules first."

"asshole!"

Bishop Rubin jumped up.

He swung his long sword and rushed towards the saint with skillful steps.

However, the saint quickly approached the bishop with her unusually agile movement, and then knocked him down with a fierce elbow.

"Wow!"

Bishop Rubin fell to his knees.

He couldn't help throwing up, letting the filth flow over his beloved rug.

And in the next second, another fierce uppercut knocked him down in the filth.

"Add...add..."

The bishop lay on the ground in a daze, calling the guard's name indiscriminately.

He really hoped that in the next second, a guard would rush in and kill this cruel saint for him.

Struggle shouldn't be like this...

"I'm sorry, your guards have already gone to hell before you. Of course, I'm kind, and I won't let them wait too long..."

"You, you can't... I am the bishop, and no one can..."

"Ha, who cares?"

Just when the bishop was almost desperate, another figure appeared at the door.

Unfortunately, it was not the rescue the bishop expected.

"Master Serena, let me do it."

Katerina's call made Serena frown.

She stood up angrily and complained:

"Really, why did you come at this time, wouldn't it be good to make this guy a fool?"

Only then did Bishop Rubin realize that this Aurora was disguised by the saint Serena.

But, how could she pretend - different heights and shapes?

"He is my enemy, let me kill him, this is my responsibility!"

Katerina didn't respond to Serena's words at all, but just reiterated it on her own.

Serena shook her head and said:

"No, you can't bear the crime of killing a current bishop. You don't want Aurora to wake up and find that her faithful Katerina has been burned to ashes, right?"

"I will bear this crime."

Serena picked up the bishop's long sword, and chanted the blasphemy incantation again, canceling the effect of the divine spell.

Then, a sword swung down.

Bishop Rubin, on his deathbed, had only one thought:

"How could this world be so ridiculous?"

Chapter 20 Repentance Ceremony

"...that's all I want to report to you."

"Maybe you think I've gone too far, but I must say it's a necessary deterrent."

"No, I'm sure you know the measure. It's just..."

Ingrid looked at her disciple with a complicated expression.

To be honest, she really didn't feel like she taught this student anything, and she didn't feel like she was a good teacher.

But when Serena returned to the capital, she found Serina immediately, hoping to provide some help and comfort to this disciple.

Then, I heard Serena say that she violated the religious rules and temporarily lost the ability to use divine arts.

After further questioning, Serena even explained the content of her itinerary clearly.

What a bloody path!

In just over half an hour of conversation, Serena gave three-digit death information, most of which were caused by her.

Now, Ingrid understood what the vague "epidemic epidemic" report from the West County Local Church two days ago was referring to.

Well, Ingrid has long understood that Serena is not really an "unsullied person".

But she never thought that Serena would kill like this?

When you think about the list carefully, the things in it are even more shocking.

The three most powerful families in West County have all been bloodbathed to varying degrees.

The worst Baker family was almost wiped out on the spot, leaving only a few insignificant branches;

The Walker family lost half of their immediate family members, and the rest fell into complete silence, daring not to make any sound;

The Cook family, which seems to have suffered the least loss of personnel, has completely broken its spine and lost all channels to connect with the upper class.

Speaking of which, for a region, such an elite loss is comparable to a natural disaster, and even the defeat of the Allied Forces of the nobles in the Western Region on the side of the Arcane Alliance cannot be compared with it.

After a long time, Ingrid was able to calm down and talk to Serena normally.

"Well, let me ask first, are you sure that these people are all related to the attack on Aurora? If there are innocent people among them, then I am also..."

"Of course!"

Serena replied confidently:

"I used some methods, so I won't go into details. In short, I pried out the answers directly from the souls of those guys, to ensure that no fish slipped through the net."

Hearing this, Ingrid's eyelids jumped again - there is no doubt that these methods are all against the canon.

But Serena wasn't done yet.

"Some of them may not have directly participated in the murder of Aurora, but there is no doubt that they have benefited from this incident, so I will recover this debt together."

"Unfortunately, I couldn't dig out the person behind Bishop Rubin. His soul was restrained in some way. I have to say that it was an obvious method of black magic spellcasters."

Seeing that Serena obviously wanted to continue hunting, Ingrid couldn't help but hold her shoulder.

"Don't worry about this kind of thing. Those who can control the level of the bishop are definitely not something you can easily dig out. Let's talk about the matter of confession first."

Serena froze for a moment, then smiled embarrassedly.

"Ah, yes, let's talk about the confession ceremony first. If I can't perform magic for a long time, many things will be dragged down. I really need to solve this problem first."

Ingrid took a deep breath, and then looked into the eyes of her disciple.

"I said, you don't really want to confess anything at all, do you? I can roughly understand your thoughts, but the confession ceremony may be a little different from what you think."

Serena blinked, and asked curiously:

"Really? Then what should I pay attention to?"

Ingrid glanced at Serena again, and then said:

"The confession ceremony does not mean that the crimes you committed can be written off just like that. It has its own rules..."

"Sincere repentance and best efforts to make amends can reduce the punishment;"

"The sincere forgiveness of the victim can also make the confessor suffer less;"

"Even if you pass the test of the ceremony, you will leave an eternal imprint on your body, representing the sins you committed, which will accompany you for the rest of your life."

Ingrid's voice hardened.

"That means you're going to suffer - huge, potentially fatal pain."

"Then, as a saint, showing sin marks on her body is actually a serious violation that can expel her..."

Hearing this, Serena smiled:

"Oh? Then teacher, can't you kick me out now?"

Ingrid glared at Serena, and continued:

"I will think of ways to reduce the pain you suffer. The location of the sin marks can actually be manipulated to a certain extent."

"At the final stage of the ceremony, you have to concentrate and transfer the brand to a place where it is not easy to be seen, so that I can help you cover it afterwards."

Serena nodded.

"No problem, I'm sure I can do it. So, shall we start now?"

Ingrid glared at Serena again.

"Wait a minute. Although I don't think you have committed any unforgivable crimes this time, you are my disciple after all. You shouldn't have blood on your hands like this? It's not like you don't have other means."

"I can help you this time, what about next time?"

The relaxed smile on Serena's face disappeared.

"Teacher, if I am destined to commit a crime, I would rather be myself. After all, I can choose, but many people have no choice at all."

"Crimes will not disappear just because the executor becomes someone else. I make decisions and bear them. This is what I should have done."

For a moment, Ingrid was in a trance, as if she were looking at someone else.

After a few seconds, she nodded with a complicated look.

"Well, I'll probably never get over you. Come on, let's get started."

A few minutes later, divine power surged in the room.

And when Serena was struggling to support and endured the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow, she didn't notice at all that Ingrid also knelt down beside her, bearing the whipping of divine power with her.

'Saint Gillian, please bless my disciple.No matter what kind of pain, please let me share with her equally;'

'May her future not be as bleak as mine;'

'May her dreams come true one by one. '

'May you, bless her forever...'

Chapter 21 Come, Say Your Orders

"Hey, I'm here to see you again!"

When the first rays of sunlight shone through the window, Aurora, who had just woken up, heard a familiar and cheerful voice.

Before she could sit up, Serena's figure floated into the door.

"How, do you feel better now? You just woke up yesterday. I was afraid that you were still too weak, so I didn't let people talk to you. Now, whoever you want to talk to, I can call you to relieve boredom !"

Aurora looked at Serena in some surprise, showing a somewhat embarrassed smile.

"Well, Serena, can you let me get up and get dressed first? I'm still not used to seeing people like this..."

At this moment, Aurora realized that she didn't have any clothes on her body except the bandages.

Let's not think about how she appeared in Serena's boudoir in this state, but now, Aurora still hopes that she can have a normal appearance to meet people.

"No problem! What kind of clothes do you want to wear, I will help you!"