As a queen who has lost her kingdom, I can see the comments section.

She also heard someone coming from outside, so she immediately reported it and put it back in its original place, closed the door completely, and then stayed in a corner with Eileen under the cover of black mist.

Shortly after, a figure entered the office.

It was a man, dressed in a holy clergy robe, with short brown hair and dark brown eyes. His features were somewhat square. He sat down at the desk.

After sitting down, he opened the report on the table, glanced at it, and then casually put it away.

"Are Amelia and Irene almost done with it? It's good that they're done, so they won't cause us headaches every day."

The male clergyman muttered to himself as he opened another cabinet.

There were many cabinets on the desk. The cabinet that Amelia had opened earlier was for various reports, while the cabinet that the male clergy opened had other uses.

Inside the cabinet was a list and a series of photos.

The list includes both men and women, and they all appear to be very young.

The male clergyman flipped to the list of men, looked at the fair-skinned men on it, and licked his lips.

Just then, someone passed by outside, and the male clergyman immediately called out, "Ronald, come here."

Upon hearing the sound, the clergyman passing by paused, then entered somewhat fearfully: "Lord Serat."

Serat?

Upon hearing this name, Amelia and Eileen's expressions both changed.

As is widely known, the Church of Heaven has two titled saints: one is Pope Rex, known as the Heavenly Saint, and the other is Cardinal Serat, known as the Feathered Saint.

Is this guy in front of me the Feather Saint Serat?

Amelia and Eileen took another look at Serat.

Serat was sitting in his seat and didn't notice Amelia and Eileen. He looked at Ronald at the door and said with a smile, "Ronald, don't be afraid. Come here. I have some questions for you."

Ronald looks like a middle-aged man, but his skin is very fair, even delicate, giving him a youthful, pretty-boy appearance.

He walked over slowly, seemingly worried about something.

“Ronald, how are the guys on this list being managed?” Celat asked, waving the list in his hand.

“Sir, this is not my responsibility,” Ronald said helplessly.

“You’ve been staying at headquarters all this time, so you must know something about the situation, right? And if I remember correctly, you often go to the basement to have fun with the female slaves there, so you must be familiar with what’s going on there, right?” Serat said with a smile.

Seeing Serat's words, Ronald was somewhat embarrassed and could only reply, "Most of them are fairly well trained, only a small number are still disobedient, but every batch always has some who are disobedient for a long time. As long as they are trained more, they will eventually become obedient and be available for our amusement."

Serat nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad."

Ronald then added, "Sir, are you planning to go have some fun? There are a few young boys there with delicate skin and very nice features."

Although Serat was a man, Ronald and many of the clergy knew that Serat had absolutely no interest in women, but was instead very interested in all sorts of fair-skinned young boys.

In the basement, many young boys had been whipped by Serat.

Serat licked his lips upon hearing this: "Sounds good. I do miss that feeling."

"Then, sir, you should go... uh..."

Ronald was speaking when he saw Serrat wave his hand and close the office door.

His lips twitched, and his legs felt weak.

Serrat looked at Ronald with a half-smile: "The basement is underground at the far east end, too far. By the time I get there, I might lose interest. Come over while I'm still interested."

"Sir, I...I'm afraid it's a bit difficult." Ronald was somewhat hesitant.

“What’s so difficult for you? It’s not like it’s the first time.” Serat continued to wave.

Seeing this, Ronald dared not resist. After all, the person in front of him was a titled saint, the head of the cardinals. How could he possibly resist such an existence?

Having no other choice, Ronald had to walk over and whisper, "Sir... please be gentle."

Amelia and Eileen, standing nearby, twitched at the corners of their mouths.

Chapter 487 Feather Saint Serat

Amelia and Eileen never imagined that they would see such a scene upon arriving at the headquarters of the Church of Heaven.

Is this the kind of scene they should be seeing?

Ronald reluctantly but helplessly went to the table and lay down there. Serrat also got up and came up behind Ronald. It was obvious what he was going to do next.

Eileen looked at Amelia.

Although she didn't speak, Amelia understood what Eileen meant: she wanted to take action.

The Church of Heaven not only conducts experiments on people, but also keeps male and female slaves imprisoned in the basement for their amusement. They have no psychological burden in killing the people here, especially Serat, one of the culprits, who deserves to die.

Although Serat is a titled saint, she has no god in her hands. If they choose to launch a sneak attack, they can even eliminate the opponent without causing too much of a commotion.

The thirty-six angel puppets in the incubation room are all, strictly speaking, stronger than Serat.

"No rush, let him get into the zone, and strike when he's most relaxed," Amelia whispered.

Eileen nodded to indicate that she understood.

Is this... something someone my age should be seeing?

[How awful! They wait until the other person is in a state of heightened awareness before making their move. Even if they don't get killed, they'll be scared into submission, right?]

[Damn it, holy light appeared! We're all boys, what's there to hide?]

[Ahem, is it possible that there are actually a lot of girls who watch anime?]

Many funny emojis floated across the screen, and the audience watched the scene with a sense of amusement.

As Serat got down to business, Amelia and Eileen got ready.

Eileen took the lead, and the War God's Sword in her hand silently shrank to its original size, which she held tightly in her hand.

Amelia didn't need to intervene, but she was prepared to do something in case Eileen made a mistake, even though the chances of Eileen making a mistake were almost nil.

At this point, Ronald was already making some sounds of pain, but these sounds only made Celat more excited and focused.

He had no idea what his focus would bring him.

Amelia and Irene have approached Serat.

Without the slightest hesitation, Eileen seized the opportune moment and unceremoniously swung her War God Sword, the brilliant sword light instantly engulfing Serat.

There was no resistance, no miracle.

With a tearing sound, Serat and Ronald were simultaneously cut in two. After being cut in two, their bodies were torn apart by the sword energy injected into their bodies, and they instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist, leaving nothing behind.

Even a titled sainthood becomes so vulnerable when attacked by a sneak attack.

In just a moment, everything was settled.

They remained completely silent throughout the process, and even if someone had just passed by the door, they wouldn't have known what was happening in the office.

Seeing that things were going smoothly, Eileen breathed a sigh of relief and shrunk the Sword of War back into her pocket.

"Okay, I'll continue checking the reports here."

Amelia looked around.

Now that she knows this office is Serat's office, its importance has undoubtedly increased significantly.

The various reports and files stored in an office with a title of sainthood are undoubtedly the top secrets of the Church of Heaven.

Amelia began opening cabinet after cabinet, looking through reports and files.

Time passed by, second by second.

Gradually, Amelia saw important information.

The experimental setup in the north is nearing completion.

north?

Laboratory bench?

Upon seeing the file, Amelia suddenly remembered something she had forgotten.

Long ago, she learned that the Church of Heaven seemed to be making some kind of preparation in the northern part of the continent. It was precisely because of this that her plan to rebuild the country in the north was stopped by the Church of Heaven. Obviously, the Church of Heaven did not want anyone to have too much control over the north.

The reason for this is that the Church of Heaven has a deep secret in the North.

And the secret is the experimental platform?

"Experimental table... experiment."

Amelia narrowed her eyes. Could it be that those people captured by the Church of Heaven for experiments were actually sent to the north?

But exactly where in the north is it?

And why did the Church of Heaven choose to conduct its experiments in the north? What were their intentions?

Many of Amelia's questions were answered, but even more questions arose.

She could only continue browsing through various information and materials, hoping to find enough useful content.

However, after watching for a short while, Amelia was reminded by the comments.

[It's time to inject the angel puppets with the maintenance fluid again. They probably didn't expect the fluid to have been changed, did they?]

[Those corrosive liquids shouldn't cause too much damage to the angel puppet, right? After all, it's an angel puppet.]

[If we do that, won't the angel puppets be alerted, and won't Amelia and Irene be exposed?]

[Thirty-six angel puppets should be enough, right? After all, Amelia and Irene are quite formidable.]

A barrage of comments scrolled by.

Amelia glanced around and knew that she needed to put her current tasks aside for now; she needed to deal with the angel puppets first.

What we know so far is that the Church of Heaven's experimental sites are in the north, and the Book of Mysteries is probably also in the north. That may be the most important location for the Church of Heaven, and this headquarters is more like a superficial thing.

In this de facto headquarters, the only enemies worth noting are Serat and the thirty-six angel puppets.

With Serat already dealt with, the next step is to eliminate the thirty-six angel puppets. Then, there will be no other enemies to worry about in the entire headquarters. At that time, Irene's requiem will be enough to annihilate everything, and Amelia will have plenty of time to peruse the various files here.

"Let's go." Amelia closed the dossier in her hand and put it aside: "Let's deal with those angel puppets. Judging by the time, it's about time they changed their maintenance fluid."

"I understand." Eileen took out the Sword of War again, enlarged it, and held it in her hand.