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

"You see, your memory may really not be that good."

"Moira, come out, you are an important witness!"

The next second, Moira leaned on the wall and walked to the firelight.

What happened just now was too disastrous, so after Serena let go of her, Moira kept kneeling on the ground and couldn't get up.

Now that the master was calling her, Moira finally mustered up the courage and staggered out.

"She is your subordinate, of course she will say what you want..."

The blond nun's complexion became ugly, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

"That's enough, stop denying it. Why don't you first explain why the defensive barrier that binds the undead works on you?"

"Also, if you're not Albert, how do you know who I am and that Moira is mine?"

"You have no talent in this area at all. The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. Save yourself!"

These words completely broke the defense of the blond nun.

She fell to her knees, sobbing and talking to herself.

"I'm so stupid. Knowing that the saint is coming, I still want to feign death as originally planned to escape."

"It's poor that I still have a great youth, but I want to end up in such an accidental thing?"

"Eve, you have made the teacher miserable!"

"Come on, stop almost."

"Vampire Meredith, I never said that I want to kill you here."

The blond nun suddenly raised her head and looked in front of her in horror.

"How? How do you know my name?"

Serena rolled her eyes.

How does she know?Of course it was Meredith herself who told her in her previous life.

If there was one of her subordinates who was worse than the succubus in her previous life, it would be this one in front of her.

Not long after the war started, Meredith hastily joined Serena's command.

Given that this was actually the first generation of vampires in this world, Serena was very happy to have this kind of subordinate at first, and generously entrusted this guy with a heavy responsibility, letting her command the undead army.

What he never expected was that this guy actually left his post without authorization, and sent away the army of the dead that Serena had saved with great difficulty.

After the furious Serena caught the absconding Meredith and tortured him severely, the guy's confession was so outrageous that Serena wanted to cry.

"I just wanted to live a peaceful life! Fighting or something is not what I want at all!"

The guy who co-authored ran to the demons only because he was afraid of being found out by the church and burned to death on the fire!

Serena sighed and stopped remembering.

This kind of guy who is obviously strong but lacks fighting spirit was a cancer in his previous life.

However, now that she's about to lie flat, there's no need to be too harsh on this guy...

Just let her use her body to repay the debts from her previous life.

"Meredith, you just used a lot of magic to disguise yourself, so the power is not complete now..."

Meredith suddenly brightened up.

"Ah, you want to fight me fairly? No problem, give me three days..."

"Then you ran away in a blink of an eye, didn't you?"

Serena unceremoniously pierced Meredith's little thoughts.

She knew all too well what this guy would do.

"I mean, it's absolutely impossible for you to be my opponent now, so you just surrender obediently and be my prisoner. Don't worry, I won't make you feel bad."

"Correspondingly, I promise not to reveal your true identity and keep the whole thing secret."

"what?"

This condition made Meredith feel at a loss.

She didn't understand what the saintess of the church was trying to do.

If she was still Albert, there would be a lot of resources that could be used by the saintess.

But she is a lonely vampire, what use can she be?

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Chapter 21 What did you do to me?

"Well, let me ask first, what exactly do you want me to do?"

Meredith hesitated for a moment, but asked about the future treatment first.

As long as she can lead a stable and peaceful life, she doesn't mind working for others.

It's just that she really couldn't think of what the Holy Maiden needed her, a vampire, to do.

If Serena is a magician or something, maybe she will be allowed to cooperate in magic research?

But this kind of thing is mostly researched, and Meredith will definitely not do it.

Saintesses obviously don't need to study vampires—they just need to know how to kill vampires, and the church has a lot of this kind of knowledge.

The first-generation vampires who appeared in this world in the same batch as Meredith, no matter whether they are cruel or arrogant, good at magic or fighting, like to develop power, or like to walk alone, have all returned to ashes at this time .

If you look through the records of the church, you can see the encyclopedia of 101 ways to die for vampires. This has been thoroughly studied, and there is no need to continue.

If Serena was male, Meredith would have guessed that she was looking for a change.

Well, she doesn't do this kind of thing either.

Maybe some breeds of vampires were still keen on these things, but Meredith basically didn't feel that way anymore—she felt like a living corpse, basically.

She has no interest in being used unilaterally.

I don't even have the courage to be in the same room with this gentleman.

Apart from race and appearance, Meredith couldn't think of anything special about herself.

"I would like you to be my clerk—or rather, advisor."

Serena said with a pleasant face.

"You have lived in the southern border for decades, I am sure you are very familiar with the things here, and you will have your own unique views on many aspects."

"In the next year, I need to promote the glory of St. Gillian here and understand the local customs. With a polymath like you, I will definitely get twice the result with half the effort."

Meredith breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this kind of work seems boring to her, it's okay to do it for a while.

Of course, she needs to be paid.

"Well, it's not impossible, but I can't do it for nothing!"

"I need a small pot of blood every day. Well, it must be freshly collected from a pure girl."

"In addition, a monthly salary of 50 gold marks is required. As a senior scholar, this should be a very reasonable salary..."

Meredith happily talked about her request, completely oblivious to the cold look in Serena's eyes.

A few minutes later, under Moira's puzzled eyes, Serena agreed to all of Meredith's requests, and invited her to go to her room to rest first, and then arrange a room for her later.

"...Little Eve's blood is the best. Unfortunately, in order not to affect her normal life, I can only drink a small cup every few days."

When entering Serena's room, Meredith was still excitedly explaining the flavor difference of the girl's blood.

According to her guess, Moira's blood should be as mellow as rice wine, and Serena's blood is the best in the world.

"However, the two of you alone are not enough for me to drink?"

While swallowing, Meredith asked about Serena's arrangement.

"At least ten girls are needed to ensure that my needs are met without affecting their health. Just you and your men will get sick if you don't last a week. That's not good."

Moira's face was already turning black.

She could hardly imagine what life would be like for Meredith when she actually started working.

And Serena just kept nodding with a smile all this time—to be honest, this made Moira even more scared.

From what she knew, once Serena put on such a smirk, someone must be in trouble.

And this time, Serena laughed longer than ever before!

"Well, come closer and I'll whisper my solution to you."

After Meredith stopped, Serena waved to her, expressing that she was already prepared.

Meredith leaned forward curiously.

"What? Can't the little bird over there know? Well, you can quietly follow me...uh..."

Just as Meredith approached, Serena's hands strangled the slender neck under the blond hair like lightning, and activated the magic that was secretly prepared.

Meredith barely resisted, rolled her eyes, and fell straight on the bed behind her like a real corpse.

Even though she had some premonition in her heart, Serena's sudden attack still made Moira's heart thump.

"Okay, Moira, you can go to rest."

Serena waved her hand nonchalantly.

"Then I'll be alone, don't worry, tomorrow you will see a partner who can live with you at ease, I promise."

Moira nodded obediently, and exited the door.

She decided to send the most sincere prayers to Meredith before going to bed, hoping that Saint Gillian would bless her from being too miserable...

Not to mention that Moira's prayer did not match her mouth.

In short, when Meredith regained consciousness again, she was terrified.

Among other things, just saying that she saw the wicked smile on Serena's face as soon as she opened her eyes was enough to generate all kinds of scary associations.

"Yo, are you awake?"

Serena continued triumphantly.

"The ceremony was successfully constructed. Now, even if you don't use magic, most people won't be able to detect that you are a vampire!"

It sounds like a good thing, but Meredith instinctively felt that this sentence had other meanings.

She tried to sit up, but was horrified to find that she couldn't move a finger.

"what did you do to me?"

"It's nothing, just applied a dozen kinds of magic, constructed a triple seal, and used rituals to suppress your vampire characteristics."

Meredith's bloodless face was even paler now.

She is not a spell blind who doesn't know how to do it. Just hearing these words, she feels that she is doomed.

Then, she vaguely felt something special in her body.

"Hmm, it seems that you have already noticed it. It doesn't matter. This may be a new experience for you, but as long as you get used to it, you will feel very comfortable!"

After speaking, Serena snapped her fingers with a smirk.

A strange feeling suddenly exploded from Meredith's lower abdomen.

At first, Meredith thought she had been stabbed through something;

The next second, she felt that many insects and ants were crawling in her body;

Painful, very painful—but for some reason, there is a hint of sweetness in it;

The stone mill grinds in the body, and the thunder and lightning rages in the blood vessels;