After enjoying the fall of the believers of the Light together, the God of Darkness left the room. Nanting lay on the bed and soon fell asleep.

The next day, she woke up not long after she was sent back to the hillside next to the town.

The sun shines on the crooked loess altar, and even Nanting feels it is a bit ugly. The herbs have already lost their magic and withered, and a dark lump sticks to the middle of the altar.

Nanting frowned and directly destroyed the altar of the Dark God with one foot, and called it "burying traces".

God of Darkness: “…blasphemy.”

Nanting had long been accustomed to the sound in his mind, so he lowered his voice and retorted: "If it were discovered by believers of the Light, his whereabouts would be exposed."

"You have been exposed," said the Dark God.

The words followed the way. As soon as the voice of the gods fell, a rapid sound of horse hooves came from a distance.

Nanting raised his head and happened to meet the ice-blue eyes of the Paladin who was riding a horse.

There was also a blonde beauty sitting in front of the head of the Knight. Her skin was like the purest white snow, her lips were as red as a warm rose, and her neck, wrists and ankles exposed in her white robe were all slender and fragile as carved into chalcedony.

Nanting was confirmed almost in an instant, this is a plot in the original book!

After the Knight Chief Ethan retrieved the "Holy Light Egg", he found that the holy object gradually turned into a twisted light gate, and a beautiful woman with golden hair and golden eyes walked out of the door. She was pure and flawless, as if she was the incarnation of the Holy Light. The knights all fell in love with her and immediately knelt down on the ground and swore to send her back to the Holy City.

On the way back to the Holy City, the knights happened to pass by the nearby town.

By chance, Nanting met them.

"Can it be your conspiracy?" She lowered her voice and asked the Dark God.

Farnez's voice was innocent and innocent: "You are my saint, and of course I will not harm you."

Nanting:...I don't believe it!

After seeing Nanting, Ethan immediately narrowed his ice-blue eyes and ordered his men: "Catch this thief and tie it up and take it back to the holy city!"

Nanting turned around and ran away. But the view on the hillside was wide and she could hide her body like a forest. Soon she was caught by the knights.

Ethan jumped off the horse, approached her with a Piso in her hand, and her usual reserved and handsome face became a little more gloomy.

"I should kill you." Nanting glared at the Knightmaster, "You're the best, don't touch me."

"I just gave back everything you did to me." The Knight's voice was low and hoarse, but his breath seemed a bit morbid and rapid because he approached her.

——When he opened his eyes in the dark bushes, his skin was cut by the barbs of the rattan, but his mouth was still filled with half of the corner of his clothes with her breath. The darkness eroded his senses, and the faint fragrance of rose turned into her phantom to seduce him.

What's even more shameful is that... he actually felt pleasure from it.

Ah, God, please forgive my evil thoughts...

The knight held the skeleton in his hand tightly, trying to tie up the silver-haired devil in front of him.

"Stop." A beautiful and pleasant voice sounded, "Knight, you have no right to torture her before the trial."

Nanting raised his eyes and bumped into a pool of broken gold that was as clear as dusk.

The Saint of Light bent her eyes: "Hello."

Nanting turned his face away. Since her identity has been exposed, she doesn't want to talk nonsense with the people in the Light Clan. If you believe in these charlatans, it would be better to expect that dark believer named Alfonso to save her.

"Thank you." The silver-haired girl just said this, without responding to the look of the Saint of Light.

At this time, Ethan had already come to his senses. He knelt down in front of the saint and repented devoutly. He also took off his armor and whipped his back with a leather rope.

The Saint of Light sat on the side of the horse, listened to the sound of flesh and blood blooming for a while, and then waved his hand slowly.

The knights who were not brave enough to show their energy immediately dragged Ethan down and used the magical technique to heal the wounds that bloomed on his back again.

The Saint of Light walked leisurely towards Nanting, leaning forward slightly, and her slender and soft fingers pinched Nanting's jaw.

"I, Melville, forgive you. For you are the apostle whom I came to the world and guarded me."

Listening to the tone of the charlatan, Nanting suddenly felt that the saint of light in front of him was probably no longer the time traveler in the book.

Squeezing the doubts in her heart, she thought that she would seize this opportunity to sneak into the Holy City of Light and give up her face and other things:

"The light of His Highness has washed my dark heart. Thanks to your forgiveness today, I think - follow you to listen to the gospel at all times."

...It seems that her level of charlatan is not bad either.

Melville's lips were happily raised, and the golden eyes sparkled. She curled her eyes and chuckled, stretched out a hand to Nanting, indicating that the latter would kiss her palm.

Nanting: "…"

They were all girls, so she didn't have much psychological burden, so she picked up the boneless hand that the Saint of Light had hanging beside her, put it on her lips and kissed her.

Nanting: "…I offer you my loyalty."

Loyalty is worthless in the dark kingdom, and fear and anger can make people surrender - she switched to the devil's way of thinking at this time.

"Very good." Melville stroked Nanting's hair like a baptism, "Come here, my apostle."

Nanting: "?"

"Come right away from mine," said Melville.

In the envious eyes of the knights, Nanting sat behind the horse of the Holy Maiden Light.

Melville raised his whip, waved at the blue sky, and pointed to the white city at the end of the horizon: "Go!"

Although the Saint of Light was elegant and elegant, she was not good at equestrianism. Nanting pulled the clothes on the former's waist and almost vomited out the whole way.

When he finally arrived at the Holy City of Light and his feet fell to the ground, Nanting still felt a little sluggish under his feet.

Melville held her shoulder and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Nanting shook her head. At this time, she found that everyone near the entrance of the Holy City was staring at her and the Holy Maiden with a strange look.

Alfonso is one of them.

At this time, he was about to leave the city and planned to sell some industries to pay for the debts he owed to the Dark God. However, he happened to encounter such a scene.

The holy and flawless blonde girl stands with the cold and beautiful silver-haired girl, just like the sun and the moon shine together in the sky, with an indescribable stunning surprise.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the silver-haired girl's voice sounded familiar.

It’s not that Dark Saint, is it?!

Alfonso hurriedly hid into the crowd, his heart beating violently. He seemed to have learned some amazing secret!

*

After the Holy Maiden returned to the Holy City, she was summoned by the Pope. Nan Tingbai was bored and nestled in the gorgeous palace of the Holy Maiden, allowing the maids to feed her peeled cherries and lychees, and the male servants massaged her insteps and fanned her.

This was originally the treatment of the Saint of Light, but before leaving, Melville gave a thoughtful command:

"Prespect my apostles in a manner that is courteous to me."

So Nanting enjoyed it happily, without any awareness of being an undercover agent.

There is also a dark god in his mind chatting with him.

"I always think this Holy Maiden of Light is a little strange."

The god's voice was quite cold: "...that guy is Melville."

"Who is Melville?" Nanting asked curiously, "and the pronunciation of 'Melville' seems to be."

The voice of the Dark God could seep out of ice: "…The God of Light."
Chapter completed!