You've found the Gusha-hime Knight, so put your hair up in a bun!

The vampire was somewhat agitated, but he had been assigned to this place with the mission of causing panic at any time, so he couldn't leave easily.

Something was wrong, but the vampire couldn't quite put his finger on it. After thinking it over, he decided not to report it.

After all, their leader this time was that tyrannical chosen one...

The image of that crimson figure flashed through the vampire's mind, and he quickly took several deep breaths to suppress the emotion.

Unlike the chosen ones selected by other gods, the tyrannical god's choices were, in fact, mostly not made by Himself.

There may be several other chosen gods, but there will only ever be one chosen god of tyranny, because the rule set by the tyrannical god of choice is "the capable shall win."

Therefore, each generation of the tyrannical chosen ones is a god of slaughter who crawls out of piles of corpses.

"Let's finish this mission quickly... Working under her is too stressful..."

Upon returning to the Quiet Church, Bishop Siri, upon learning of their return, immediately came to greet them.

"How's it going in Alar?"

"He was caught off guard, and the situation has been successfully brought under control."

“Interrogate them according to the list on the paper. After that, gather all the trusted nuns and bring them to the quiet room to see us.”

After giving the instructions, Bishop Sirius hurriedly went to carry them out, while Shiloh and Arya went into the quiet room together.

With the help of the moon goddess statue in the quiet room, Aria can not only search for similar auras throughout the city, but also share the vision of [Moonfire] with other moon goddess believers.

About twenty minutes later, when Bishop Siri reappeared, her face was visibly pale.

Before Silo could speak, Bishop Siri stood in front of him and bowed deeply.

“Mr. Shiloh, you are our great benefactor. If it weren’t for you, that damned beast Alar would have gotten away with it.”

After turning Alar into a puppet, Bishop Siri learned of his ambitions based on the interrogation list provided by Siro.

Unexpectedly, as a follower of the Moon Goddess, besides secretly colluding with the deputy city lord to do so many despicable things, he has now actually become involved with these vampires!

The people who were supposed to be protected were instead used by Alar as food for trade. He even tried to assassinate him in order to obtain the divine gifts to offer to these vampires.

What he wanted was to become a member of a vampire noble's kin, in order to prolong his life... How pathetic.

Chapter 68 Arya's First Kiss Belongs to Me, Shiloda! (Two Chapters Combined)

In response to Bishop Siri's heartfelt gratitude, Shiloh shook his head indifferently and said, "Let's not delay, let the nuns come in quickly."

"Ah, you're right."

After the door to the meditation room opened, a dozen or so solemn-looking nuns entered. After bowing to Sirlo, they knelt on the ground and prayed to the statue of the moon goddess.

The prayers mingled together in unison, as if they came from the same person.

After the prayer ended, Bishop Sirlo explained, "This is a prayer to pledge allegiance to our Lord. If one's intentions are impure during the prayer, very serious consequences will occur."

Unlike ordinary prayers, the prayer just now was a prayer that resonated with the divinity remaining on the moon goddess statue, almost as if it were under the watchful eye of a deity.

However, the drawback is that each time such a prayer is used, it diminishes one's divinity.

Today, very little of the divinity remaining on the statue of the moon goddess has been preserved.

Although it's a little heartbreaking, it's all for the protection of the Water City of Hifir, and I believe the Moon Goddess would definitely approve of their actions.

After confirming that all the nuns present were alright, Shiloh nodded to Arya, and then the girl used the moon statue to cast an advanced version of [Moonfire].

The prayer flowed from Arya's throat like poetry, and those who shared the same faith instantly resonated in their hearts, their eyes glowing with a moonlit light.

call--

After the prayer was completed, Arya's skirt, which had been fluttering without wind, fell back down. She looked visibly tired, swayed her delicate body, and was then supported by a warm, broad hand on her shoulder.

Arya looked up in surprise and found that Shilo had somehow come to her side and was half-embracing her.

Remembering that she was still in front of the Moon Goddess, a blush rose on Aria's fair face. Although she felt ashamed, she was reluctant to leave.

With a quick thought, Arya maintained her gentle demeanor and looked at the nuns, whose faces were all flushed, and said softly, "Gentlemen, please proceed with caution."

When the conversation turned to serious matters, the nuns present all became solemn and nodded emphatically.

"Miss Aria, please rest here for a while. Leave the rest to us."

One of the older nuns said this.

Before they came in, Bishop Siri had already informed them of the current situation.

In fact, what makes vampires, this kind of demon race, even more troublesome than their combat power is their difficulty in dealing with them.

They gain their power from blood, and it is difficult to take appropriate precautions if their exact location is unknown.

Even if they are eventually killed, it will inevitably lead to the deaths of many civilians.

However, now that their location is clear, the nuns have fewer concerns.

"Keep an eye on them, and let Cecilia decide when to make her move."

"understand……"

Bishop Siri wanted to say something more, but chose to remain silent.

In terms of combat strength alone, the vampires only have one [Star Rank], while we have two.

The Church of Siri, in cooperation with the nuns, purified the vampires, excluding the strongest among them, one by one, from highest to lowest power.

Cecilia, on the other hand, is fighting one-on-one against the strongest opponent.

Although Bishop Siri had some reservations about this arrangement, he suddenly felt relieved when he thought of Cecilia's reputation.

After bowing and taking his leave, Bishop Siri hurried outside to contact the city lord and discuss how to make arrangements for the relocation of the people without alerting the enemy.

As the door to the quiet room closed, the atmosphere suddenly became deserted again.

As she inhaled the warm scent of the sun emanating from Shiro, Aria's face flushed even more, and her little heart pounded in her chest, conveying a certain ambiguous emotion.

"Aria, are you alright?"

A soft, deep voice came from above, causing Aria to slowly raise her eyes to look up.

When she met those concerned, dark eyes, Aria felt her heart skip a beat.

Seemingly concerned about her health, Shiloh reached out and brushed a strand of hair behind Arya's ear, then leaned down...

As Shiro's face drew closer, Aria's whole body stiffened, and her thoughts raced through her mind like marbles hitting the ground!

Was it a kiss?!

It was a kiss!

But this is happening right in front of the Moon Goddess, surely this is absolutely unacceptable?!

But...

Before Arya could figure it out, Shiloh's nose was almost touching hers.

Seeing this, Aria gritted her teeth, quickly closed her eyes, and slightly pouted her lips.

However, the expected soft touch did not come; instead, there was a touch on the forehead.

"Hmm, it seems like you don't have a fever, that's great."

Upon hearing Shiro's voice, Aria opened her pale golden eyes and discovered a hint of mockery deep within his dark pupils. Her fair and pretty face then felt as if half of it had been set on fire, making her feel unbearably hot.

"You! I...I hate you so much!!"

How could Arya not see that Shiloh did this on purpose?

Thinking about her reaction just now, Aria felt incredibly stupid and wanted to find a block of tofu to smash her head against!

Enraged and embarrassed, Arya, unusually, punched Shiloh's chest twice with her small fists in a fit of pique, then let out a soft snort and tried to push him away with a face full of shame and annoyance.

But just as he was about to break free from her embrace, Shiloh's hand, still resting on Arya's waist, suddenly tightened, and with a gasp from the girl, he lifted her delicate chin and then kissed her deeply.

"Huh?!"

Arya's pupils constricted as she stared incredulously at the imposing Shiro, her mind going blank, unable to think of anything.

It was fiery, domineering, and felt like my heart was being squeezed... but it was also so sweet.

Their breaths mingled, and the two, so close yet so far, stood frozen in place, as if trying to etch each other's essence deep into their souls.

As he inhaled the delicate fragrance emanating from Aria, a terrifying desire to devour her whole surfaced in Xiluo's dark eyes, causing the poor girl to tremble incessantly.

The hand that had lifted the girl's chin was placed on her back.

Xi Luo was no longer satisfied with just tasting the young lady's shy and innocent lips. Instead, he gently parted them and licked her glistening, moist teeth.

At first, Arya had a strong sense of boundaries and refused to budge no matter how much Shiloh tried to provoke her.

But how could the naive young lady be a match for Xi Luo?

So focused on the sweet and delicious lips, they failed to notice the large hand that had already climbed onto their little pumpkin.

"Eee-ya~! Ugh-uh-uh~?!"

The soft, fullness that symbolizes motherhood was touched for the first time by Shiro's large hand. The unexpected stimulation made Arya gasp out, and her tightly clenched teeth revealed a crack.

At this crucial moment, Xiluo seized the fleeting opportunity and instantly plunged in, enveloping the little tongue that had no time to retreat.

"Um..."

After her tongue was wrapped around Aria's, it was as if her vital point had been struck. Beneath the conservative hem of her pale blue nun's robe, her plump legs were unable to come together, as if trying to stop something from overflowing.

Arya was completely unable to think straight at this point; she could only instinctively move her little tongue and keep entangled with Shiloh.

The elegant young lady's pretty face was as red as a ripe apple, and her pale golden eyes were completely veiled with a hazy, watery light. Strands of silvery tears spilled from the corners of her lips, running down her face and her rolling throat, and sliding deep into her clothes...

"Puha~!"

It's unclear how long the kiss lasted, but when Arya felt her head spinning and as if she was about to suffocate, Shiloh suddenly pulled away, letting fresh air rush into her hot, moist mouth.

"Cough cough cough...!"

Arya leaned weakly on Shiloh's shoulder, her delicate body trembling as she coughed incessantly, while Shiloh tenderly patted her back to ease her breathing.

As her senses returned, Aria realized what she had just done and bit her lip so hard it left a deep mark. The shame that pushed her to the limit had turned her little ears bright red.

Seeing that it was amusing, Shiloh put his arm around Arya's soft waist, mischievously leaned close to her little earlobe, and gently blew a breath.

call--

"Eek!"

Arya's body trembled violently, then she looked up with tears in her eyes and patted Shiloh's shoulder hard.

Seeing this, Xi Luo was taken aback, then smiled slightly, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and asked, "Why are you crying? If you didn't like that kind of kiss, we can try a different style next time."

Hearing this, even the mild-mannered Aria almost laughed out of anger.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Aria pursed her lips and stared at Shiloh, her feelings complicated.

When this person was good, he was like a gentle white moon to her; when he was bad... he was like the big bad wolf in a fairy tale, greedy and shameless!

Putting aside the fact that Xi Luo's mischief just now was suspected of toying with the girl's feelings.

When he kissed her, did he really make the necessary decision in his heart?

As Aria thought of this, a thin layer of gloom clouded over her pale golden eyes.

What are you worried about?

As expected, Shiloh saw through her thoughts again, which made Arya somewhat discouraged.

"Are you so quick to guess what I'm thinking?"

"Yes, it's practically written all over their face."

"Well……"

Arya puffed out her cheeks, looking like an angry little apple, which was quite adorable.

Shiloh patted Arya's head, smiling, but his tone was very serious: "I will never let you go, Arya."

"Eh?"

Arya looked into Shiloh's calm eyes and sensed the will in his words.

Actions speak louder than words.

So Shiloh lifted Arya's chin again and invaded her sweet little mouth until Arya went limp and patted his back begging for mercy before he let the girl go.

The crystal-clear, water-colored suspension bridge hung in mid-air, wetting the clothes of both of them.