When Chris heard about purification, she felt sick. She hesitated and said, "Bishop Victoria will meet with us tomorrow. She... is actually my mother. I ask you not to do anything excessive to her." "The beautiful mother of the saint?" Carl's eyes lit up. PS: XP summary (try not to be too ordinary) Chapter 36 She forced me to do it! "Can a bishop get married?" Carl noticed Chris's subtle expression and found it amusing. She obviously hated him, but she had to beg him humbly. Her beautiful face was so conflicted, it was a wonderful scene. "The clergy don't have rules against marriage." Chris paused as she spoke, "But I'm an illegitimate daughter." “Okay.” Karl raised the corner of his mouth, looking at Chris without hiding his eyes: “I can not do anything to your mother, so what price are you going to pay for it?” Chris's appearance was undoubtedly the best among all the women he had ever seen, and she was the most goddess-like.
Her mother wouldn't be bad either. Carl can make good use of this and let the saint participate in his scoring posture. After all, the postures that three people can use are much more than those of two people. Chris stiffened her fists when she heard this. Karl threatened her out of thin air, but she could do nothing about it. She took a deep breath and calmed herself down. "I can promise you, but you also have to help me deal with those symbiotes and protect the city of San Marino." When she spoke about her relationship with her mother, she was prepared to pay the price. Chris felt that she knew Karl well enough. As long as the woman was female, he would poke her a few times, so she might as well make it clear in advance. It can also protect the mother's chastity. As for agreeing to his request. Chris had no intention of denying her debt. She had even experienced being bitten and stepped on before, so it was impossible for him to do anything more perverted. "Okay." Carl agreed. The "Invisible Girl" was his original target, and he could also use it to get the Saint for free. He really won. Seeing Karl nod in agreement, Chris breathed a sigh of relief and said seriously: “The virus has spread throughout the city. To stop this disaster, we need the cooperation of all forces in San Marino City.” "Besides, we also need to guard against Aisha's attack. We must go and convince the city lord, Earl Heiman, tomorrow and gain his support. Only he can mobilize the city's troops." Chris kept looking at Karl while saying these words. She did not have much confidence that she could convince the earl of this important military town, so she needed someone influential enough to stand up for her. There is no doubt that Carl's strength lies in his weight. After Karl heard what Chris said, he guessed the purpose and nodded without hesitation: “Okay.” Chris was stunned. This nasty guy actually agreed so easily.
When Karl saw her finish speaking, he stood still and frowned, “Anything else?” "..." Chris had a strange look on her face. She was waiting for him to finish before going back to the room, but this Silver Dragon only wanted to talk about business. This made her feel a little uncomfortable for a while. "It's okay, go to bed early." Chris left the room, closed the door, leaned against the wall, and let out a long breath. Carl agreed more readily than she expected, which surprised her, but she had no doubts. Although Carl had a bad personality, he was not cunning. As a teammate, it was indeed a very reassuring thing. She raised her head, silently clenched her fists and placed them on her chest, muttering to herself: "For the life of San Marino City." The pressure from Aisha and her half-blood captain was too much. It even made her feel powerless to fight back. However, Chris does not intend to give up. She will try her best to help more people. She adjusted her mood and turned back to her room. In the room, Sylvie had already fallen asleep on the bed. Chris had a complicated expression as she thought about what Sylvie had just said to her. This brave teammate had been driven into despair by Carl and no longer had the strength or reason to continue fighting. She walked to the bed and lay down, looking at Sylvie's frowning face as she slept. She seemed to be having a nightmare. She raised her hand, holy light emanated from her palm, and she gently stroked Sylvie's back, watching her frown relax a little. Just before she went to see Karl, Sylvie asked to leave. Chris didn't say much. She couldn't ask her teammates to sacrifice for her beliefs. "Hey." She lay down next to Sylvie, and she didn't believe at all what Carl said, that he would convince Sylvie. This night was spent with everyone having their own thoughts. Time comes the next day. There were footsteps outside Carl's door. He walked out of the room and saw Chris standing at the door. She was dressed in saint's clothes. In the morning sunshine, she looked like a dignified and beautiful angel descending to the earth. Labelle stood beside her, wearing a full set of paladin armor and with short hair, looking heroic. When she saw Karl coming out, she raised a sly smile and teased, “Were you harassed by a big sister last night? A cute little boy like you, living in a tavern, if you can’t protect yourself, there will be big sisters running in through the window at night to attack you~” "Ahem." Chris's face flashed with embarrassment when she heard that. She coughed a few times and said, "Label, let's go quickly. Don't keep the bishop and the earl waiting too long." Carl narrowed his eyes, knowing clearly that Chris had not revealed any of his identity to Labelle. LaBelle really treated him like a little boy. However, it is also quite bad for a woman to enjoy telling dirty jokes when seeing children.
Carl didn't bother to pay attention to her. His first priority now was to deal with the Invisible Girl. "Oh, the little brat is quite rebellious." Labelle said in a teasing tone, glancing at Chris from the corner of his eye from time to time, as if observing her reaction. Chris was very nervous. She was not sure what kind of outrageous thing Carl would do given his personality. For Labelle's own good, if she really provokes Carl, he will definitely pierce her into a hot weapon. Chris turned around and protected Carl behind her, her tone a little stern: “Stop it, Labelle, every minute late may cause the death of a large number of innocent people in San Marino City.” When Labelle saw Chris's serious expression, the playfulness in his eyes faded a little. He spread his hands and said innocently, "Sorry, you look really scary now. Let's go. The carriage is downstairs." The three of them left the tavern together and walked to the carriage. Labelle greeted the coachman, jumped onto the carriage first, and then reached out to help Chris and Carl get on. The carriage began to shake. Inside the car, the atmosphere was a bit solemn. Chris also realized that what she said just now was a bit extreme, but she couldn't explain it to her friend, so she could only remain silent. Carl didn't care. His mind was now full of how to fuck the symbiote of the Invisible Girl. Labelle's eyes kept secretly looking between the two of them. The carriage drove all the way to a manor, passed through an exquisite iron gate, drove along the tree-lined avenue, and stopped in front of a room with a strong medieval aristocratic feel. Labelle jumped off the carriage first, and led by the servants, the three of them walked through the magnificent lobby. "Bishop Victoria and Count Heyman are inside." Labelle stopped and pointed to a closed door. Chris took a deep breath and looked at Karl again with a pleading look in her eyes. She is really worried now that Karl will mess up after she goes in. Karl nodded slightly, indicating that she didn’t need to worry. With Karl's tacit consent, Chris knocked gently on the study door, and after getting permission, she pushed the door open and went in. She couldn't reveal Karl's identity at will now. It made no sense to not bring him along when talking about secrets, so she had to let him wait outside first. Carl didn't want to cause any trouble, so he leaned against the wall obediently. "Hi, your name is Carl?" Labelle came closer. “Yes.” Karl narrowed his eyes slightly. This knight beauty has been very concerned about his relationship with Chris since yesterday. She pretended to be nervous and said, “I’m sorry, it was Sister Chris who forced me to do this.” "?" Labelle Chapter 37 Am I a Pervert? There was a flash of doubt in Labelle's eyes. She observed that Chris's attitude towards Karl was completely different from her previous behavior. She wanted to test something out of Karl.
But before he even asked for his name, the little boy exploded. Labelle keenly grasped the key words in his words, "Chris forced him to do it." Did Chris make the kid do something, or did she force him? Karl met her gaze with a nervous look, but he was trying to remain calm. But given his age, this disguise was obviously seen through by the adults at a glance. Labelle did not ask any more questions in a hurry. Instead, she looked at him with her eyes slightly narrowed. She also knew some interrogation techniques. If she did not speak at this time, it would make the target with poor psychological quality suspicious. At the same time, she looked at Carl carefully. The child was very cute, with a delicate figure and seemed to be less than twelve years old. Children of this age have their emotions and feelings written all over their faces, pure and direct. As time passes by. There was a hint of fear and uneasiness in Carl's eyes, which further confirmed Labelle's guess. The child may have really experienced something that scared him, and Chris forced him to do it, which also explains why Carl showed a stress reaction as soon as he saw her. Labelle's brain worked rapidly, and he sorted out the entire logic in an instant. She had already mastered the rhythm, so she was no longer anxious, her eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring at Karl: “Tell me the whole process, maybe I can help you.” Labelle had to admit that a child of Carl's age, especially one who was so handsome, could easily arouse a woman's maternal instinct. She already had some guesses in her mind. Chris actually likes this kind of little boy. “Sister Chris said that if I don’t suck it out, my life will be in danger.” Karl looked even more aggrieved when he spoke. "Ah? What do you mean by sucked out? Where are you poisoned?" Labelle frowned. Could she have guessed wrong? "Let me see." Karl hesitated and pinched the corner of his clothes with his fingers, looking nervous and uneasy. Then he slowly unbuttoned his pants. "?" Labelle originally thought that he was injured somewhere like his thigh, until he saw the huge dragon weapon, his eyes almost popped out. He stared at the dragon weapon in front of him in disbelief. This was not something a child should own. She looked up at Carl, her tender face forming a sharp contrast with the ferocious dragon weapon. "Wait, suck?" Labelle's mouth twitched. Is Chris playing such a big game? "I...I seem to be poisoned." Karl's expression suddenly became panicked: "Sister Labelle, can you help me? I don't want to die." Karl's voice was tearful and his big eyes were filled with tears, as if they would overflow at any time. "Ah?" It took Labelle a while to come back to his senses. She looked around. This was the study corridor. Normally, the servants would avoid it and would not go near the study.
In the study, the Count, the Bishop and the Saint were discussing the life and death of the city of San Marino. It's ridiculous no matter how you think about it that this kid actually made such a request. "Ahem." Labelle coughed twice, knowing that he had discovered a great secret, and said quickly: "It's okay, you won't die for a while, wait for Chris to come out and let him help..." She was halfway through her words when she suddenly saw Carl approaching and pressing against her thigh armor. "Hey! Kid!"