The Convent of the Holy Female has always been famous for its piety and holiness.

Most of the female clergy in Vatican City live and work here, especially the young nuns who have just entered Vatican.

The youthful vitality of young girls is beyond the control of Vantino’s high walls and boring chanting classes. There are also various things that surprise the mothers by surprise, but this kind of girls are bickering. Fighting, fighting each other with small reports and the like are harmless, and outsiders are not aware of it.

The successive deans who administers here have formulated many various regulations. In general, the Convent of the Holy Woman is a noble, holy, and peaceful place.

And for thousands of years, the holy city has been peaceful and quiet. Unlike Fengye Danlin, where incidents such as gang fights and explosions occur every three to five, it is not like the headquarters of the Mage Association, where fights and explosions occur every day.

But today, when the huge battleship with the flying eagle battle flag stopped at the dock, the tranquility here was destined to be broken.

It's just that when everyone started, they didn't know anything about it.

When the moon rose in the sky, Immelda, the dean of the convent, was still sleeping.

Moonlight shed through the window, shining on her sleeping face.

She was about forty years old, her face was long and thin, her eyebrows were thin, her eyes were thin and narrow, her lips were very thin, and she wore a bright lipstick.

Although it seemed a bit mean, it was just the appearance. Anyone who knows her will see her as a holy and kind-hearted woman.

When she was sleeping Zhengxiang, she suddenly heard a fierce knock on the door outside.

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The voice was extremely loud, and even the door panel was a little overwhelmed, and there were waves of groans.

Imelda immediately shook his whole body and woke up.

She looked at the door that was about to be broken in a little panic, and then forced herself to calm down and said, "What's the matter?"

Someone yelled outside.

"Dean, Dean, come out and have a look~"

"Someone saw Shirley Mill's two little hooves leading a suspicious person to the top."

"And I went to see Hillmelia."

"That guy looks pretty good from his body shape... Wow, no, no... From his body shape, he looks like a man..."

There were at least four or five people outside, and they were all vying to speak one by one. It was extremely chaotic for a while.

But immediately Yimelda also understood.

She couldn't help taking a breath, and immediately realized that if this were true, what serious consequences would be produced: a man actually entered the heavily guarded convent~

Moreover, there are actually people in the monastery who acted as traitors and took cover.

Finally, the man still went to see Archbishop Silmelia~

This is still at night when everyone is sleeping.

No matter which one it is, it is an extremely serious allegation. Once verified, the consequences and linkage effects will be unimaginable.

The reputation of the virginity of the Saints of Vatican will be wiped out.

Just as she hesitated for a while, the nuns outside became anxious again and kept yelling loudly.

"Dean, Dean."

"You come out soon~"

"Now I am waiting for you to come up with an idea~"

"We must not let them go~"

"Catch the thief and the dirty, catch the gangster, don't let that man run away."

"It is necessary to catch the man."

"..."

They yelled indiscriminately, and anxiously slapped the door.

Since this is one of the few acts of catching rapes over the years, and it is also the spice of a long-term peaceful and boring life, everyone is extremely excited. I just felt like there was a fire burning in my heart.

The door was slapped and slammed, and the dust accumulated in the cracks of the door was photographed for many years. The faint dust fell like rain.

People can't help but suspect that if Imelda doesn't go out, they will break the door and rush in.

Seeing this, Imelda hurriedly called: "Sisters, sisters, wait a minute. I'll be here soon~"

As he said, he didn't care about lighting the lamp, so he jumped out of the bed and got dressed in a hurry. Then he rushed out of the door.

She came to the door and shouted sharply: "Where is the sinner who dared to offend the glory of God the Father?"

Although the tone of his mouth was extremely harsh, at the same time, perhaps it was for confidentiality, or for some other purpose. But when everyone was not paying attention, he backhanded his door to tightly locked.

The nuns were roaring and excited. All are rushing to catch the rape. Just waiting for Imelda to take them to throw that man down, no one would care about this detail of her.

Everyone screamed.

"In the VIP building on the top floor."

"It's there, I saw it with my own eyes."

"It was brought by the little **** Shirley and Mi'er..."

"..."

Everyone was arguing again and again.

Immelda couldn't help frowning and sternly said: "You all stop me."

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Imelda looked at the little nuns in the crowd with excitement, and couldn't help frowning.

She squinted her eyes, swept across the faces of those people coldly, and then said in a deep voice: "Look at you, all yelling, do you still look like nuns? How do I usually teach Yours?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and bowed their heads in abundance. He said the prayer in a low voice. "Great and glorious Father God, may you forgive our recklessness and ignorance, and grant us..."

Imelda frowned and continued yelling: "The irrelevant personnel have been scattered to me~ The other maids who are in charge will follow me."

The little nuns wanted to distinguish something, but when they saw her lips pressed tightly into a line, they knew it was her order. Therefore, they all agreed with disappointment, and then they dispersed.

Imelda snorted coldly, and then walked towards the VIP building with a group of respectful nuns.

But those little nuns are also women.

For women, the flames of the soul of gossip are all burning.

Even if the flames of the Scarlet Flame Mountain of the Demon Realm are all added together, it does not necessarily have their flames burning fiercely.

Don't let them go to watch the excitement and talk about gossip. It was more uncomfortable than killing them.

Therefore, although everyone dispersed, those who were a little bit bolder still followed up secretly. Anyway, the eyes are mixed, and I am not afraid of being discovered. This excitement is not to be missed by any means, otherwise this life will be in vain.

Imelda led everyone to the VIP building.

They walked the stairs of the outer building directly to the door of Silmelia.

Shirley and Mi'er were watching the wind outside, chatting with the guards of the nuns. Seeing how they hugged and shouted, they couldn't help but feel a numb scalp. They had a bad heart, and they hurriedly stepped forward to stop them.

But the two of them had ghosts in their hearts, and the leader of the group opposite was the monastery’s Oss, and they could only call for a few warnings weakly.

He was squeezed to the side immediately.

Seeing the closed door, Imelda couldn't help but believe that there was a ghost on the other side.

She stomped her shoes heavily, and immediately shouted: "Bump me away~"

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Immediately afterwards, I heard a loud bang.

As the thick door was violently knocked open from the outside, a large group of nuns rushed in aggressively with long sticks in their hands. Lorraine surrounded the two.

Lorraine looked at the weapons in their hands and couldn't help being taken aback. These guys are too simple. The most powerful seems to be a garden stick for washing clothes, and the others are brooms and mops.

When they saw Lorraine, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers.

"Caught it, caught it~"

"Sure enough, I caught it~~"

"The adulterer was caught..."

"Man, it's really a man, I'm going to faint."

"Look at what she said now~"

"..."

A group of old ladies yelled loudly. If one woman is equivalent to five hundred ducks, then at least one to twenty thousand ducks are yelling together.

The voice was deafening, and the person who called it hurts.

Lorraine looked at them coldly. Although he didn't do anything, he didn't relax his vigilance at all.

In his spare time, he saw the little nuns with a lot of excited cheeks behind the crowd. They did not come in, but stood outside, with curious and innocent eyes, like ignorance. Like the little deer, he kept peeking.

Lorraine looked at their sneaky behavior with suspicion in his heart. These youths, in the spring...well, girls who are thinking about spring, are they going to catch the rape, or are they going to learn the experience of not being caught?

Their eyes can be fixed on their own body, the beautiful pair of eyes, like bright stars.

He couldn't help smiling, and blinked at the little nuns. The little nuns who were immediately attracted were agitated, and they screamed loudly, clutching their red faces in their backs.

"Ah~ he is looking at me."

"He is looking at me..."

"Nonsense, he clearly sees me."

"Look, look, he smiled at me."

Seeing Lorraine's calmness, the loyal nuns who came to catch the **** were even more angry.

OK~

Actually in our face, dare to flirt with those little nuns.

It doesn’t take us too far~

It's so rampant, so rampant~

Why didn't my old lady have such a good man to molest her when she was young and beautiful? Nowadays, the old man has turned yellow and no one is looking at him on the street.

At this moment, the crowd separated, and an older nun wearing a gold cross appeared more and more.

She stood in front of Lorraine solemnly, narrowed her slender eyes, and looked at Lorraine coldly.

Lorraine is now well-versed in battles, even if the person standing opposite is the city management who has returned from Namek's training, or the police uncle who is fighting **** and illegal acts, Lorraine can't fall into his prestige.

In front of the nun with a strong aura with his lips pressed into a slit, he did not show any weakness at the moment.

The nun looked at it, and a surprised light flashed in her eyes.

She raised her chin slightly, her face was arrogant, and said coldly: "Young man, I am the master here, the head of the monastery, Imelda. What is your name? Where do you come from? Why is it with me? Inside the monastery?"

Although Lorraine's face was three points thicker than the corner of the city wall, he was also known as a hero who played hooligans everywhere. But at this time, people asked with confidence, but they couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

He calmed down, then bowed slightly and said, "Sorry, Dean, I didn't greet you beforehand. My name is Lorraine, Lance, Lorraine..."

It really is the name of the person, the shadow of the tree~

When Lorraine said this, he heard another loud scream from the little nuns behind.

"Ah~~~~"

The voices were sharper than one, and one more excited. The stabbing person’s eardrum was aching like needles.

Immediately afterwards, before everyone could react, they heard their noisy voices.

"Lorraine, he is that Lorraine."

"Lord Lorraine~"

"Idol~"

"So handsome~"

"Really handsome~~~"

"..."

Lorraine took a look, and saw that many of the little nuns were peach blossoms with two eyes. Some people even looked at themselves, as if a female vixen who had been thirsty for three hundred years saw the famous Datang monk, she couldn't help drooling.

The guard Mary also stared in surprise.

She turned her head questioningly and looked at Shirley and Mi'er, only to see that the two people had their small chests proudly raised, and then raised their chins high.

Mary immediately lowered her head, looked at her delicate hands, and muttered: "Wow, I even molested the Flying Eagle God of War..."

She rubbed her fingers slightly aftertaste, and murmured: "But it feels really good, it's worth it."

At the same time, I also secretly made up my mind to decide not to wash my hands for at least three days.

Although Imelda was shocked in her heart, she was still calm on the surface.

She coldly said: "Earl Lorraine? Even if you are Earl Lorraine, the famous flying eagle war god, but you should cherish your fame more, rather than come to our monastery in the middle of the night. What is this style? ?"

Speaking of later, even his expressions and expressions became more vigorous.

Lorraine smiled bitterly and said: "I don't want to. But you also know that the Pope forbids me to meet with my bishop. I can't help it, so..."

Silmelia didn't know that her father actually did such a thing, and immediately exclaimed in a low voice, "What did you say?"

At this moment, Imelda said coldly: "Since His Majesty the Pope has ordered, you should obey it."

Lorraine shrugged and said: "The Pope also said that he would get rid of the evil and let the people have enough food and clothing? But what happened?

It's not that a lot of people can't eat enough, everyone should kill or set fire. Should I rob or rob?

I don't know how much you believe in his words. Anyway, I don't believe too much. "

Silmelia was a little bit dumbfounded.

The nuns nearby listened to Lorraine's words, and all of them were at a loss for a while, and they started talking in low voices.

Imelda's eyes flashed a few times, and it was found that this Sir Alex was really extraordinary, not only fighting fiercely, but also, as the rumors say, a master quarrel.

He was obviously here to catch the traitor, and he was confident, but he was still not his opponent in terms of words.

Imelda bit her lip, twisted the shoes on her feet gently, and immediately shifted her target.

She looked at Hilmelia and said, "Master Bishop, you are our distinguished guest, and you will soon be named the archbishop in red. Maybe I shouldn’t talk too much. But after all, this place is a nun’s monastery. It’s not a random place. ..."

Although she didn't have any dirty words in her words, she also said very harshly.

What is random nonsense? It doesn't mean the treacherous relationship between Silmelia and Lord Luo... well, the friendship.

Silmelia also understood what she meant, and her face flushed with shame for a while.

Lorraine couldn't help but change his face a little, and wanted to move forward, but Silmelia next to him firmly stretched out her hand to hold him.

Lorraine immediately took a deep breath and forced herself to bear it.

After all, I have to take care of Silmelia. Although she opened her mouth happily, she slapped her **** and left. Silmelia will continue to live here. Can not but consider her future situation.

Imelda looked at it, and did not let it go, and continued: "Just hire men in casually. What kind of style is this? If it spreads out, where will the reputation of our nuns' convent be given?"

Silmelia was immediately ashamed, and her pretty face flushed with blood.

Lord Lorraine is a shameless master, but in the face of her accusation, he has nothing to say.

After all, it was indeed his fault to enter this convent late at night.

Moreover, the other party did not show any behavior that threatened personal safety, which made Lord Luo's plan to play a hooligan directly, but it also failed.

After all, it is one thing to kill a group of people who want to kill with a sword, and another thing to open fire to a group of unarmed old and weak women and children.

You know, when the puppies in the United States killed Brother Deng, because Deng didn't hold the guy in his hand, there was already a large group of people arguing next to him.

At this point, I listened to Yimelda to continue: "Master Bishop, if you have anything to say, can't you wait until tomorrow morning?

I don’t know what custom it is for a man to run into a girl’s room in the middle of the night when you are in Nyan...

But now that you have come to the holy city, you must abide by the rules of the holy city, follow the rules, and converge what you have in Nian.

Don’t be ignorant~"

This is too cruel, and she directly scolded Hillmelie for not being careful.

Lorraine was about to be on fire, but then she felt Silmelia squeeze her hand tightly, and now she had to suppress her breath.

Imelda looked at it and couldn't help feeling even more proud, stomping the shoes on her feet.

She looked at Hilmelia coldly and said: "Although my duties are limited, I can't control you. But I must personally report this matter to Archbishop Obahum and His Majesty the Pope. When the time comes, See how they deal with it.

At that time, I think they will protect your shortcomings? "

Silmelia's face turned red and white, and the nuns nearby couldn't help feeling pity for her.

Seeing that she had nothing to say, Imelda couldn't help being even more happy, feeling that she finally let out a sigh. I won all the battles I just lost, and then stomped lightly with his left foot on the ground.

The thick heel hit the floor with a crisp sound.

Yimelda was still unfinished, and continued: "My Excellency, those of you who grew up outside, really don't know that the sky is great, you must learn the rules and regulations of the Holy See.

Here, we have never been able to communicate with outsiders, let alone do such shameless things. If this spreads out, it will not only lose your own face, but also lose the face of your Nian Church, even the face of the Holy See will be lost.

There are a lot of clear rules and precepts here. If you can’t stand it, I advise you to go back to Nian’an as soon as possible..."

Silmelia had tolerated her for a long time with the attitude of calming things down, but seeing that she was more and more powerful, she couldn't help but whispered: "My lord, God bless you. Please wear it first. Good your shoes."

Imelda couldn't help but stunned, and said, "What are you talking about? I, the dean of the convent, as a senior, I am patiently persuading you to teach you the principles of being a holy nun. How dare you? Talk to me like this, what do you think you, what did you just do?"

Silmelia said softly and firmly: "My lord, please wear your shoes."

Imelda couldn't help becoming more angry.

She patted the table and said angrily: "Don't tell me anything about shoes, I tell you, the nature is very serious, and the consequences are also serious. Doing this kind of thing in the Holy See must be severe.

I see Archbishop Obahem’s face, to teach you a few words, let you..."

Silmelia interrupted her, and still said softly and firmly: "My lord, please wear your shoes."

Imelda was furious and said, "You...what shoes did you say, I'm telling you serious things...you know..."

Silmelia interrupted her again, and continued to whisper: "My lord, please put on your shoes."

A crowd of people waited to hear Hillmelie's repeated words like this, and immediately all bowed their heads and looked at the feet of the dean.

Imelda also lowered his head.

Lorraine also lowered his gaze and looked at Imelda's feet.

Oops~

Oh my God~lightnovelpub.net~This...this is too amazing~

Lorraine looked at the shoes on Imelda's feet, and felt that countless rays of light radiated from those ordinary shoes in an instant, almost blinding his krypton dog eyes.

What is that~

I saw that Imelda’s shoes on the left and right were different. On the left was a flat shoe worn by ordinary nuns, but on the right and right feet was actually a belt... Men's leather shoes with high heels.

Oh my god~

My land~

This shows what?

This shows Imelda, the dean of the convent of the Virgin, the holy Imelda. There must be a man hidden in the pious Imelda's room.

She was in a panic, wearing the wrong shoes.

In addition, there can be no second explanation~