This dragon girl raising system is a bit strange.

Ysera took the map from Thor, glanced at it, and froze.

On the yellowed map, the various structures of the streets are clearly written.

Four locations were marked on the street.

One of the locations is the Harlan slaughterhouse, which was exposed today.

"Where did you find it today, underground?"

She immediately realized that this was a map Thor had retrieved from the underground of the Harlan slaughterhouse.

These four locations may all be the same underground base.

She tried to get answers from Thor.

Thor deliberately remained silent for a while, observing Ysera's reaction.

Seeing Ysera's face grow increasingly grim, Thor finally stopped keeping her in suspense.

"Yes."

"This can serve as a starting point for the next step of the investigation."

He cleared his throat, speaking naturally.

"Furthermore, I believe this matter is related to Count Oscar."

For the first time, a look of shock appeared on Ysera's indifferent face. This shock was fleeting and quickly concealed by her coldness.

Why?

Thor said slowly:

"Don't you find that strange?"

"These four locations include a slaughterhouse, a clothing store, a school, and a blacksmith shop."

"The range of industries is vast."

"As far as I know, none of the people in these places know each other."

"However, they have a mutual friend."

Isera frowned and gave the answer first.

"Count Oscar..."

"Yes, Earl Oscar," Thor said.

"I also believe this matter may be related to Count Oscarna."

As a time traveler, Thor naturally had plenty of confidence.

However, he also needs to convince others with evidence.

It's impossible to suspect the Earl without a reason.

Therefore, he had to lead others to suspect Count Oscar.

Then use their power to stop the count.

Ysera closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then opened them and looked at Thor with her rational gaze.

"I believe what you said."

"Our investigation into Count Oscarna has been going on for a long time, but without any results."

Thank you for providing the information.

"I'll contact the guard headquarters immediately and get on with it."

Thor sighed helplessly and continued:

"Remember to let me know when you get the results."

"Also, don't reveal that I'm the source."

Ysera nodded, assuming Thor had finished stating his needs.

Unexpectedly, Thor added another sentence.

"When you're ready to take action, remember to let me know."

A hint of doubt flashed in Isela's beautiful eyes; she didn't understand his needs.

"Will you be reminded when we take action?"

"Do you want to participate in the operation?"

In her understanding, Thor was just a weak and cowardly person who feared death.

What's the point of getting involved in these things?

Isera frowned slightly.

"I think you might..."

She wanted to say that Thor might be too weak to be of any help.

After thinking about it, I decided to change the wording.

"You might encounter danger in such an event."

"Is there any need to put yourself in danger?"

"There's absolutely no need to get involved in this; just leave it to the professionals."

Thor smiled maliciously.

"What, are you worried about me?"

"Having one more person on my side won't make much difference, right?"

He actually knew that Isera was implying that he was too bad.

He's just being disgusting.

Thor's idea was simple.

What if the average IQ of the Guardian Hall is roughly equal to Melodie's, or less than that of a Border Collie?

Therefore, a wrong action could very well anger Count Oscar.

The human sacrifice operation was launched ahead of schedule.

If they can help increase the success rate of the operation, they'll help; if they can't, they'll run away.

Thor was fully prepared.

It's just some information, nothing serious.

Sure enough, those words had an effect, and Ysera's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

She remained silent for a long time, and after a while, she finally said coldly:

"If you really want to know, then that's settled."

Her tone was extremely cold.

Don't flatter yourself; no one will worry about you.

Thor nodded, quite satisfied with the result.

That's good enough.

He was just saying it casually.

It's impossible for Miss Saint to worry about herself.

Ysera: Affection increased by 15.

Current favorability rating: 10/100

Ok? ? ?

and many more.

wrong?!

Thor was somewhat stunned when he saw the system's notification.

Are you serious?

Which part of my statement actually hit the mark?

At that moment, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Ysera noticed the astonishment on Thor's face.

Her expression was serious, with a sense of aloofness and superiority.

"What are you fantasizing about?" she asked coldly.

"You don't really think I'm worried about you, do you?"

fantasy?

Who's really fantasizing?

Words can lie.

The system won't.

Thor casually tossed over a scan.

Name: Isera

Race: Human

Current favorability rating: 10

【Occupation: Saintess (Priest)】

Current Level: Tier 5

[Talent Aptitude: S]

Fifth order...

This stat might not be enough to defeat Count Oscar.

Of course, Ysera is, after all, a special saintess.

Their combat capabilities may be somewhat unique.

[Ysera - Phase 1 Personal Quest (Affection Level 10)]

Task 1: Church Renovation

[Description: After numerous previous events, the church where the saintess resides is in a state of disrepair. However, the church's location was carefully chosen, making relocation impossible. This troubles the saintess. You decide to help her.]

【Task success conditions:】

[1. Meet with Miss Saint at the church for four consecutive days. (Completed on February 4th)]

2. Persuade Miss Saint to help you repair the church. (Required)

3. Use shovels, hammers, and mallets during the repair process. (Optional)

【award:???】

Help Miss Sainte repair the church?

This church is perfectly fine now?!

He looked up and surveyed the room.

The exquisitely smooth floor fits perfectly, and the stone bricks that make up the walls are intact.

It has clearly undergone regular and excellent maintenance.

There's absolutely no reason to repair it.

How can I persuade the other party to "repair" the church?

You also need to use a shovel, hammer, and mallet.

What normal person would bring a shovel, hammer, and mallet to church?

Well, at least the task of meeting with Miss Saintess every day can be completed.

"Miss Saint, I will come to see you for the next few days."

Ysera looked puzzled and asked:

"Coming over every day? What do you want to do?"

"Let's align the information," Thor casually offered as an excuse.

"Whatever you want."

Ysera showed no mercy.

"Just don't let it affect my work."

Having said all that needed to be said, Thor didn't intend to linger any longer and got up to leave.

After Thor left.

Isera breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back in her chair, and relaxed completely.

As expected, I'm still not good at dealing with people like Thor.

Isera leaned her entire body weight against the back of the chair, lying down comfortably.

She gently rubbed her temples to relieve her mental fatigue.

"well......"

The thought of all the tedious tasks that would follow was unbearable.

She sighed heavily.

Suddenly, a bouncy little girl appeared in front of her.

"Yulia?"

Isera was startled and quickly sat up.

Before her stood Yulia, dressed in tattered clothes.

"Yulia, why are you dressed like that??"

The last time I saw Yulia, she was wearing a delicate and pretty little dress.

Why are you dressed like a refugee now?

The yellow cloth was mixed with black grime and had several obvious rips.

Yulia feigned a pitiful look and said in a wronged tone:

"I accidentally tore the dress I wore last time."

He said I'm not allowed to wear pretty clothes anymore.

"This is all I can wear..."

Isera now understood what had happened.

That dress was indeed quite expensive.

She sighed inwardly.

It seems that Julia and Thor do not get along well.

But this is actually a good thing.

It's not just that Yulia can go out freely today.

More importantly, it seems that the two of them are destined never to interact.

Isera breathed a sigh of relief.

Very good......

"By the way, Miss Saintess."

"What did you and Thor talk about just now?"

Isera shook her head, not wanting the other person to worry.

"Let's talk about adult things, don't worry."

Yulia was terrified.

"...Is it something for adults?"

"Just now??"

Isera was somewhat confused.

She didn't know why Julia was reacting so strongly.

Is that strange?

Yulia sniffed the air but didn't detect any strange smells in the room or on the saintess.

She was finally relieved.

It seems I was overthinking things.

"Thor didn't do anything out of line, did he?" Julia inquired.

"Of course not."

Isera smiled gently.

I didn't expect Yulia to be worried about me.

"That's good." Yulia's voice was very soft, as if she were talking to herself.

She lowered her head and pleaded:

"Miss Saint, could you lend me a set of clothes?"

Isera was stunned.

"Can I borrow a set of clothes for you?"

She had never heard of such a thing before.

Isn't this a bit strange?

Borrowing other people's clothes or something.

"How about this?"

Isera gave Julia two silver coins.

"Take this money and buy some clothes."

She still felt it wasn't appropriate to give the clothes to someone else.

Yulia narrowed her eyes, a new mischievous idea popping into her head, and changed her approach.

"But it's nighttime now, and all the shops are closed."

"Besides, I don't have the opportunity to go out every day."

Isera listened patiently.

"Please, Miss Saintess~"

"This tattered shirt is really chafing me..."

Yulia continued to embellish the story.

"Maybe after you put on this outfit, Thor won't want me to be her dragon mother anymore..."

Faced with the reasons given by Yulia.

Isera sighed.

"Sigh, I just can't do anything with you."

"Oh well."