In order to marry the holy lady wife, I had to defeat the devil

In the morning, the breeze is gentle and the sun is rising.

Birds outside the window singing moving music, Michelle wakes up from bed to start the day.

Pray as usual and then eat breakfast.

Church members' dormitories are separate from other students' dormitories, and there is also a chapel where daily prayers can be performed.

It was still a long time before the start of class, and Michelle went out early in the morning.

"Sister Nadia, I'm here to help."

Michelle came to a room, knocked on the door, and when she came in, she skillfully took the reagent bottle on the table and debugged it.

"In the academy, call me teacher."

The one who spoke was a bespectacled teacher, dressed in nun clothes, a member of the Church and a teacher at the Netherlands Academy.

"What does it matter, there is no one else here anyway."

With a hint of coquettish tone, in front of acquaintances, Michelle let go a lot, showing a side that is not usually seen.

"As you wish."

Nadia held up her glasses, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, obviously a little happy.

"I'll see, this and this are together."

Michelle didn't bother her anymore, concentrating on holding the reagent bottle and debugging it according to the instructions.

"Your healing technique is so powerful, is it necessary to study potions?"

Looking at Michelle's serious appearance, Nadia asked.

"My healing magic is not omnipotent, sometimes you need to use healing potions, prepare more, be prepared."

Most healing techniques rely on the wounded's own resilience, and if the consumption is too large, relying on the body to recover will seriously damage the foundation and leave sequelae.

Those powerful healing techniques can heal perfectly, but those who can are a minority after all.

Nadia knows Michelle and decides what to do to the end.

"It's been a while since I entered the academy, have you ever met a boy you like?"

Nadia suddenly inquired about Michelle's gossip.

"Huh? Why do you say this?

Caught off guard, Michelle's face turned slightly red.

"You are an alternate saint, and it is logical that you cannot fall in love, but in the academy it is an exception, this is the only time you are relatively free, and the church will turn a blind eye, as long as it is not too much."

Nadia observed Michelle and saw nothing unusual on her face.

"Sister Nadia, what are you talking about, I don't understand."

Only for a brief moment of panic, Michelle calmed down and responded with a smile, the look that seemed to say, not wanting to talk about anything on this matter.

"Okay then, if you meet a boy you like, show it to me, and I'll check it for you."

After speaking, Nadia concentrated on work.

"It's almost time, I'm going to class, see you in the evening."

After some time, Michelle waved her hand, walked out of the room and closed the door.

"It's true, suddenly saying such things, even so, I don't have the heart to fall in love."

Sorting her mood, Michelle walked towards the classroom.

Her class is Class A of the North Courtyard, and there are many church members in the class, which can be said to be the base camp of the church.

"Good morning! Lord Michelle!

"Good morning!"

Near the classroom, pedestrians on the road greeted her one after another, and Michelle responded with a smile.

She came to her seat and sat down, a pile of envelopes popping up from the table.

It's a love letter.

"It's worthy of Lord Michelle, and I have received so many love letters."

"Do you want us to help you return it to the boys?"

"Just throw it away, it's too troublesome to return them."

"Those guys are so nasty, it's like flies."

Hearing this, the boys in the class were deeply shocked.

Michelle's beauty caused her to briefly cause a small sensation when she entered school, and she received dozens of love letters every day.

However, she did not read it and directly returned the love letter to herself.

Everyone in the class knew what she was doing and helped send her love letters back.

I have experienced a lot and taken it for granted, and it is the same today.

"Then please."

Originally, Michelle planned to send it back in person, but after too many of them, she wasted time and accepted the kindness of others.

"But what about this one?"

Michelle frowned, hesitated, and muttered in a low voice.

It was a white envelope with no signature on it.

Michelle encountered this situation for the first time, and even if she wanted to return it to the other party, she couldn't find anyone.

She decided to open it and read it, and the letter read:

"I have a very important thing to tell you, after school trouble to come to the woods behind the school building, I will always wait there, see you there."

A familiar feeling came to her mind, and Michelle thought of the same letters she seemed to have written.

Is it a love letter?

She wasn't sure.

But if it is not a love letter, how can it be conveyed in this form.

Michelle is rarely entangled, the main thing is whether to go and see.

After thinking about it, I still went on a trip, and I just refused directly when I met.

Quickly made up his mind and went into the classroom.

She hadn't told the others about the letter, and if the others knew she was going to meet, the class would have gone crazy, after all, it was the first time.

In the afternoon, the bell rings for the end of class, free time comes, the classroom is filled with laughter, students gather in pairs, some party, play everywhere, and sing about youth.

Looking at the vigorous appearance of the people around her, Michelle was also a little infected.

Her heart is very firm, she entered the academy to improve herself, she will not be affected by foreign objects, as for love, she has never thought that no matter who the other party is.

Or think about how to refuse the other party so that it doesn't make him sad.

After thinking about it, I have come to the address mentioned in the letter.

I saw a black-haired boy standing quietly under a tree.

Michelle looked closer and was immediately surprised: "Leo, it's you."

Leo turned and saw Michelle in her school uniform.

The white tunic outlines the slender waist, and under the white pleated skirt are a pair of white and rounded legs.

The big smart eyes looked at him with surprise at this time, and his cheeks slightly revealed a hint of redness.

Leo showed a painful and tangled expression, and covered his chest with his right hand, "I'm sorry, I can't restrain my heart, although I know it's not okay, but I want to tell you what I really think, in fact, I am to you..."

Leo's speech speed was very slow, sincere, Michelle pursed her small mouth, her heart fluttered, there was a throbbing, a wave of feelings that she had never had before, her face was obviously shaken, and the water in her eyes flowed.

super cute!

"Wait!"

Sensing that what Leo was going to say next was not simple, Michelle hurriedly interrupted him.

"Sorry! I refuse! It is impossible between us, I am an alternate saint of the church, I cannot fall in love, absolutely not! Michelle

became flustered, her face more rosy, almost dripping, but she firmly refused.

Leo showed a dumbfounded expression, "Miss Saint, what are you talking about?" "

Huh?!"

Michelle was a little confused, could it be that she had misunderstood?

"I just want to say that I am attracted to your swordsmanship and want to practice swordsmanship with you."

The last time Leo saw Michelle's swordsmanship, he felt that it was too wasteful to leave it alone, so he asked her to come out and make it clear.

Michelle was so ashamed that her little face turned like a red apple, and the blood spread to her neck and the roots of her ears, and a puff of smoke came out of her head and became dizzy.

"Yes, sorry, I misunderstood."

She covered her cheeks with her hands and ran away in a hurry.

Looking at her flustered expression, the corners of Leo's mouth rose slightly.

The purpose was achieved, thinking that he had also experienced this embarrassing thing before, this was his little revenge, Michelle reacted really unpokingly, feasting the eyes, hehe.

But....

Refusal is too fast and decisive.

The next moment, Leo instantly lowered his head, and the whole person became depressed.

This wave, this wave, belongs to killing eight hundred enemies and self-harming one thousand.