The night before the inauguration ceremony of Pope Laji and the Cardinal Archbishop.
The Pope’s Grandson, Meiyilin, held a banquet at the Garys Cathedral, inviting all the meritorious officials and important figures of the Church.
However, the ultimate protagonist of this banquet was not the Female Pope who was about to be inaugurated, but the Demon-Hunting Nun beside her who was dressed like a beggar.
But Samimi did not want to engage in any polite social pleasantries; she left such matters for the Pope to handle.
She sat quietly in the seat of the Cardinal Archbishop next to the Pope’s throne. Even when the Female Pope Meiyilin went down to chat with the guests, Samimi’s backside remained glued to the chair. Sitting in that high position, she looked down upon the crowd like a deity. No one dared to easily approach her to strike up a conversation.
Behind Cardinal Archbishop Samimi stood a massive Goddess Statue. At this moment, she seemed like the acting agent of the Goddess. After all, everyone knew that the Demon-Hunting Nun could truly summon a manifestation of the Twins Goddess.
Although no one knew why her Magic manifestation was twins? Why it had wings? Why it looked so flashy and aggressive?
But when a person reaches a high position, everything they do is considered right and can be explained away.
Back when Samimi was just a wandering Demon-Hunting Nun on the roadside, that Twins Goddess statue was a symbol of heresy.
But now, it was the battle angel of the Goddess! It was the twin war god of the Empress! How grand and poetic!
It was only toward the end of the banquet that someone dared to come up and speak with the Demon-Hunting Nun.
However, the newcomer was another new Cardinal Archbishop, Saintess Makima.
“Junior, it’s been a long time. Are you doing well?”
Seeing Makima approach, Samimi immediately stood up to greet her, giving her full respect and courtesy.
But Saintess Makima only felt the distance in her tone. Samimi’s heart did not welcome her; the more polite she was, the more indifferent she felt.
This was because the way Samimi treated acquaintances was to throw a punch and then start mockingly digging into them.
“Junior, congratulations. You have achieved a great undertaking, unprecedented and unmatched. I feel proud of you.” Saintess Makima could only say polite words; she couldn’t speak a single word from her heart.
“It’s all thanks to everyone. I was just helped by all of you; I have no real skill myself,” Samimi spoke even more politely.
“There’s no need to be humble. Everyone knows how powerful you are. You have already stood upon the World stage. Now, everyone knows your illustrious name.” Saintess Makima began to flatter her.
“It was all due to the fine teachings of Lord Saint Literature. It’s just a pity that I am no longer a disciple under his lordship’s gate,” Samimi said calmly. “I am also a Cardinal Archbishop now.”
Saintess Makima was stunned for a moment.
She is indicating to me that we are now on equal footing, and I am no longer her superior.
Although Samimi had been expelled from the sect by Saintess Makima, the two had maintained a subtle subordinate-superior relationship afterward.
But now, let alone a Master, you aren’t even my boss anymore. Don’t nag at me; I don’t want to hear it.
“Junior, you have already proven yourself. Let me help you take off that Sinner’s Eyepatch.” Holy Maiden Makima smiled, showing goodwill.
“No need, Holy Maiden. I have already derived it through a reverse Magic Ritual. I know how to take it off. Right now, I’m wearing it as a decorative item; I can take it off at any time,” Samimi said.
“I see.” Saintess Makima nodded, her smile becoming even more stiff.
“Farewell, Saintess. I am a person of the mountains and wilds and am not good at these banquets. I’ll be leaving first.” After Samimi finished speaking, she left. She exited the Cathedral Main Hall and went to the outdoor terrace garden.
Niubao was outside eating to her heart’s content. She could not adapt to the elegant atmosphere of the banquet inside the hall.
Wherever there was food, there was Niubao.
Samimi also didn’t want to socialize. It was more healing to come out and watch Niubao eat. She took a sip of an ice drink and waited for the banquet to end.
However, seeing her come out, someone was bound to come and say hello. As the big star of the Royal City, the Demon-Hunting Nun would never be able to regain her peace and quiet from now on.
“Samimi, let me introduce a great figure to you.”
The newcomer was her own old mother, Countess Feeling.
By her mother’s side stood two old acquaintances. One was her cheap younger sister, the Royal Pastoralist Safaying.
When Safaying saw Samimi, she was like a flickering flame. She didn’t dare say a single word of nonsense, nor did she dare to act out in front of her older sister. She didn’t even dare to look her in the eye, shrinking back like a turtle.
As for the second acquaintance, it was actually the Royal Mage Modern Debbie.
Her appearance here was quite strange. To think that the Holy Words Holy Maiden was also hanging out with her mother and sister?
However, the Goddess of the Spear and her sister were both Magic practitioners serving the Royal Family. Now that they were together, it seemed she had also hopped onto this big bandwagon.
Her mother was originally an important figure in the Third Prince Faction, possessing a lot of style.
And the Royal Mage Modern Debbie was the hidden MVP in the recent operation, a ultimate double agent. She had both brains and strength, with guaranteed reputation and loyalty. Now that she had been recruited into the Third Prince Faction, it was like adding wings to a tiger.
However, the person the Countess wanted to introduce was not her, but a young noble dressed in a crisp white Western-style suit standing beside her.
There was nothing special to say about that face, nothing to introduce. This person was known as the [Number One Handsome Guy of the Royal City].
Beautiful girls were beautiful in all sorts of varied ways, each with their own charm and style. There was no “number one” beauty, only countless “number twos.”
But this handsome man was publicly recognized as the number one. There was already no room for improvement.
However, Samimi saw at a glance that he was not a man, and she also knew his identity.
It was like those anime scenes where it’s obvious at a glance that she’s a girl, but she’s cross-dressing as a man, and while the audience sees a girl, not a single other character in the story can tell.
“Mother, this is…” So, in order to blend into this Otherworld, she also had to pretend she couldn’t tell.
“Daughter, this is the Third Prince, Hein Ludwig,” the Countess introduced. “Our family has always been supported by the Third Prince from behind.”
“Third Prince, I have heard of your great name. Thank you for looking after our family.” Samimi stood up as soon as she heard this, her acting at one hundred percent.
“Heroes come from young girls. I have also heard the legends of the Demon-Hunting Nun. It is truly astonishing. Being able to get to know a hero such as yourself is my blessing.” The Third Prince Hein spoke perfect polite words and shook hands with Samimi.
This handshake was worth a thousand gold. The Third Prince also intended to win over the Demon-Hunting Nun.
It represented that Samimi was now not just a favorite of the Church, but also a figure the ruling class looked upon with favor.
No one didn’t want the Demon-Hunting Nun. She was the hero known to every household in the Kingdom, the legendary figure who had sealed the Blood Empress.
Even the Third Prince had to take the initiative to contact Samimi. But unfortunately, following the Third Prince was a path with no future, because she could never become the true King.
However, that didn’t matter. Rather, it would be safer for her cheap family this way.
When the King eventually dies, she won’t have to worry about power struggles like the one that happened in the Church.
The Pope only had one granddaughter to inherit the throne, but the King had a bunch of sons to fight over the crown. A bloodless revolution like the one in the Church was absolutely impossible to happen there.
Sigh, but what does that have to do with me?
“I’m very sorry, Prince. I have to go home and feed the cows. I’ll be leaving now.”
Samimi did not intend to flatter the Third Prince. Giving the Countess face, she exchanged a few random words and then slipped away.
“Countess Feeling, your biological daughter has quite a personality.” The Third Prince looked at Samimi’s departing figure with great satisfaction and curiosity, offering a sharp comment.
This Miworm was probably the first woman who saw his stunning looks without showing even a ripple of emotion.
“My apologies, Prince. My daughter is a Nun; she does not like men,” the Countess said softly.
“I see.” The Third Prince nodded in realization, but this made him even more interested in the Demon-Hunting Nun.
If he could cultivate the Demon-Hunting Nun into a great general…
But there was no rush. Tonight was just the prelude. Tomorrow was the real Dramatic Play. They still had plenty of time to build a relationship.
However…
Cultivate my foot.
Samimi left a farewell letter for the Countess. She packed her bags overnight and quietly slipped away from the city with Niubao.
I’m not being your damn Cardinal Archbishop!
I came to the Otherworld to go on an adventure! Not to go to work!
From the very beginning, Samimi only wanted to be a local Nun in a small town. Stepping onto the grand stage of power now was also a helpless coincidence. She only helped out for the sake of loyalty. She herself had never wanted to be some Cardinal Archbishop.
But when the new Pope promoted her to her face, it was hard to refuse, so she reluctantly agreed and then looked for a chance to run away.
However, this wasn’t Meiyilin’s fault. As the new Pope, it was a very correct move to pull her up.
The Church needed the Demon-Hunting Nun’s reputation to strengthen its own authority, but the Demon-Hunting Nun didn’t need the Church.
Because the Demon-Hunting Nun’s prestige was dozens of times higher than the new Pope’s. The people only knew the name of the Demon-Hunting Nun; as for who the Pope was, it didn’t matter, and no one cared.
But I, Samimi, don’t care how you all see it. The more famous I am, the more troublesome it is. I just want to go on a peaceful adventure.
As a Miworm, she only wanted her power to be greater and her responsibility to be smaller.
Being a Cardinal Archbishop meant having great power and great responsibility.
I don’t want to be responsible. I only want a responsibility-free adventure. I only want to find even more legendary equipment.
The power of the Sun Gold Sutra fascinated Samimi. None of those legendary skills had given her this kind of feeling; only legendary equipment was stimulating enough.
Although it was a pity to give up all her family assets in Sweet Melon Town, she could only run away for now.
I just wanted to build a stable home for everyone. My task is already complete.
Even without me around, no one will be able to bully everyone in Sweet Melon Town from now on.
Finish the matter, brush off your clothes, and hide your merit and name.
“Let’s go, Niubao. We have already achieved success and fame. You could have enjoyed a lifetime of glory and wealth, but the world outside is vast and I haven’t seen any of it. I don’t want to stay withered here for the rest of my life,” Samimi said.
“Wherever the Nun goes, I go. However, I have a small request.” Niubao didn’t understand all those grand theories.
“A request? I didn’t think Niubao would have something she wanted,” Samimi laughed. “Just say it, I’ll definitely help you get it.”
“From now on, can the Nun stop calling me Niubao? Can you call me by my name?” Niubao raised her hand in protest.
“Huh? Is Niubao not a good name? Isn’t it cute?” Samimi exclaimed.
“It’s so tacky. Everyone calls me Niubao.” Niubao said.
“Niubao has grown up; she actually knows how to be picky about names.” Samimi patted Niubao’s head, feeling quite comforted.
“Don’t call me Niubao anymore!” Niubao’s little chubby neck puffed out in anger as she continued to protest.
Suddenly!
In the dark path ahead, a mysterious figure blocking the road appeared.
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