Trafford’s Trading Club

Mr. Asaches felt that if he was that kind of fanatical prayer, he should report a wave of reports at this time... [Freedom City] once set off a wave of reports.

At that time, everyone held a copy of the saint's sayings, also known as the Holy Soldier. Everyone was proud to point out the shortcomings of others, and would often post posters of the people being reported in the street offices for everyone to criticize. educate.

Asaches's grandfather once suffered such treatment. Although he was later rehabilitated, it always became a knot in his heart and he died in depression in his later years.

It seems that [Rose Mansion] also started to decline after the death of my grandfather?

At this time, he could only pretend that he had not heard what Miss You Ye said...but he did not think about another thing: he had not considered that after the existence of this illegal welfare home was known, what would the other party do? I won’t report the problem to the official.

Even if he easily told the whole story, it was already quite abnormal. Even though people in the Kingdom of Holy Light were used to being frank.

But in order to protect this illegal welfare home, Mr. Asaches has actually been dishonest for a long time.

"Mr. Asaches, have you ever thought about why the heretics appear?"

Boss Luo's question brought Mr. Asaches back to his senses.

This is probably not just him, but one of the ultimate questions that scholars in the entire Kingdom of Holy Light want to know the answer to...and are working tirelessly on it. Even today, many people include his professor. The mentor is one of the experts in heresy research.

"On the road of faith, if you can't resist the temptation of desire, you will fall and become a heretic." Mr. Asaches muttered: "Anger, sadness, jealousy... The saint said that all original sins are hidden in human beings. It has never disappeared from my heart.”

"The saint didn't say that," the maid said abruptly.

Her gaze once again made Mr. Azashes break into a cold sweat.

Mr. Azashes could only smile bitterly and said, "Okay, actually I said it, but generally if the saint said it, more people can be convinced."

"Can children also become depraved?" Boss Luo shook his head slightly: "For children, before their ideas are formed, it doesn't matter whether they are right or wrong, good or evil. And Mr. Asaches, you just said Yes, they are born with it.”

Asaches thought for a while and said: "There is something called the blood of sinners. The corrupted blood will be passed on to the descendants. This is the punishment of the saints for sinners. Sinners, as well as the descendants of sinners, need to bear enough Only after suffering can one be freed from the blood of sinners.”

Boss Luo asked calmly: "Mr. Asaches, what do you think?"

"Me?" Mr. Asaches shook his head: "No? I'm not a saint, and it doesn't have any effect no matter how I think it works."

"Do you plan to keep running this orphanage like this?" This was what the maid asked.

But Mr. Asaches fell silent and said blankly: "I don't know how long I can hold on... If [Rose Mansion] is going to close down in the end. I think I will become powerless."

Saying that? Mr. Azashes smiled bitterly and said: "In fact, it has been very difficult to support these days. If it weren't for Sister Selien? I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to hold on here long ago. You don't know ? In addition to taking care of the children during the day, Sister Celine also has to work everywhere at night. I want to write a book? I have already thought of a name, and it will be called [Sister Celine’s Diary of Struggle]."

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Boss Luo said: "Sister Celine, is she also a heretic?"

"She is not." Mr. Asaches shook his head and said: "It's just that she has never been able to become a favored one by God. The power of prayer generated by daily prayers is very little, far from enough to support... Even so? But Selien The nun never cared that the children were heretics."

At this moment, Sister Celine pushed in the door, looked at the people and said, "Mr. Asaches? Do you and your friends want to stay for dinner?"

"Is there enough food?" Mr. Azashes asked back.

Sister Selien said: "Although it will be a little simpler, you can still get the food for greetings."

Mr. Asaches looked at Boss Luo with a questioning look.

"Then excuse me." Boss Luo nodded readily.

Later, at Boss Luo's signal, the maid and Sister Celine went to prepare dinner together. As for Boss Luo, he went to repair the furniture in the orphanage together with Asaches.

"How dare I ask you to repair it together?"

"Just think of it as a condolence day activity." Boss Luo said with a smile.

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[Free City Academy].

The area where Dashu chose to move around was the...restroom in the college library.

When you come to the library, it is a quiet place. Most of the students are concentrating on their studies and do not pay too much attention to the people around them. The second thing is that the college has suspended classes these days for the Holy Maiden Ceremony, and there are basically no students coming to the library.

In addition, the library is right next to the office building of the college tutors, so the possibility of meeting students you know is even smaller.

But hiding here all the time is not an option... The boy dressed as a woman always feels that Teacher Isabel must be somewhere, quietly observing him.

That woman... was always keen to do something daring.

How could I agree?

On the toilet stall, a young man dressed as a woman covered his face with an annoyed look with his hands. He didn't even understand how his ordinary self could be noticed by Instructor Isabel.

Dashu had never known this mentor Isabel before he entered school... He and Remia came from a very remote rural area, how could they possibly know the mentor of [Free City College]?

It was just a quick meeting on the occasion of welcoming new students.

Although the charm of Instructor Isabel as a mature woman conquered the eyes of the students almost instantly... But Dashu had already repented of his hormonal impulses on the night when the freshmen entered the school.

I used a lot of tissues, boy.

He still remembered the first words that Teacher Isabel said when she suddenly appeared in front of him that night... He almost wanted to cover his head with the quilt in shame and anger.

You can't stay here any longer, otherwise if Teacher Isabel finds out, he will find other ways to make things difficult for you...

The boy dressed as a woman could only quietly open the door.

While dressed as a woman, the boy hesitated for a while whether he should go into the men's room or the women's room, and then he decided to choose the men's room.

Fortunately, no one seemed to be in the men's or women's restrooms at the moment.

Dashu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly lowered his head and hurriedly came out.

Instantly, a floral scent entered the boy's nose, followed by a soft touch. It was obvious that the boy knocked someone down.

A certain woman.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" The boy apologized quickly, pinching his throat to make his voice sharper.

"No, it doesn't matter. I was just careless."

Dashu looked at the woman in front of him...or rather, the girl.

She must be older than herself, probably a senior student... She is wearing casual clothes and does not wear a student badge. It is not easy to tell which grade she is from.

"You're hurt!" Dashu whispered at this time.

It turned out that the girl had a scratch on her elbow after she was knocked down.

"It doesn't matter." The girl shook her head, "It's a small thing...eh, you?"

He saw the girl looking at him blankly at this moment. Dashu felt a knot in his heart, and subconsciously pressed the wig on his head with both hands, "I...what's wrong with me?"

"So cute!" The girl's eyes brightened, and she murmured to herself: "As expected of [Free City Academy]!"

Is there... an inevitable connection?

Dashu was startled, and he didn't know whether to be happy or embarrassed at this moment.

He mumbled a thank you. Seeing that the girl really didn't care about the bruise, he thought about leaving. He felt that he would be exposed sooner or later. He didn't want to think that tomorrow... maybe tonight, something about him would appear on the college forum. It's a transvestite post.

"Wait, can I ask you a favor?" The girl suddenly called out, "I, I don't know the way here very well. I want to visit the surrounding area. Can you be my guide?"

Instantly, Dashu felt a strong sense of vigilance in his heart... Isn't this girl a student of the academy?

But how could such a coincidence happen?

Is it possible...

Is this girl actually sent by mentor Isabel? As expected, she knew that she was hiding and had not completed her task well, so she sent someone over to supervise her.

Otherwise, what's the point of being a guide...

Refuse?

I'm afraid not... I can only accept it.

"Where do you want to go?" Dashu breathed out slowly, but he couldn't show any reluctance on his face.

"You are really willing to be my guide!" But the girl showed surprise at this time, "I never thought you would agree, it's really great!"

Teacher Isabel, the extra you hired is not good...hasn't he been [trained]?

"It's fun to help others." The boy dressed as a woman smiled slightly, "You haven't said where you want to go yet."

"I heard that the campus principal here has a large rose garden. Can I go and have a look?" the girl said quickly.

Dashu frowned, "The Rose Garden is a place reserved exclusively for the campus principal, and students are generally not allowed in... However, if you want to take a look outside, it's still okay."

"Well, let's take a look outside." The girl nodded without mind, "By the way, what's your name!"

"Da...Daphne, what about you?"

"Clary!" The girl showed a bright smile at this time.

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call!

The girls were sitting in the rest room, and clothes were hung everywhere. These were the costumes provided by the college for free during the parade.

It is relatively retro and thick. After all, it is free clothing, and most of it is antique-level equipment.

According to legend, there are even remnants of the Saint Maiden candidates from decades ago.

Even though it is an outdated style, it smells really good for free... except that it makes you sweat easily after wearing it.

"Phew...I can't stand it anymore. I don't want to stand on the night parade anymore. I've been standing all day. I feel like my legs have been played with for a year!" A girl said At this time, he was rubbing his calf and made a complaining sound.

"It would be great if someone could sponsor our own float. It would be a bit awkward for four or five people to squeeze into one car..." Another girl sighed.

"By the way, Remia, I don't think I've seen your brother Dashu? Isn't he the one you like the most and is by your side to protect you?"

"Brother, he helped me pick up the clothes for the fashion show today, so he didn't come."

"I really want to have such a good brother."

This little envy naturally made the girl feel happy... Remia stuck out her tongue at this time and said immediately: "Hurry up and put on your clothes. The rest time is only twenty minutes."

"Okay, okay, anyway, we are just making up the numbers." A girl waved her hand and said: "In the past, only the best among the first-year freshmen were eligible to participate, but it was just to increase the points in advance. It’s just experience, no first-year freshman has ever become a saint girl, let alone this time!”

This is not a reason not to work hard, Remia thought to herself, but did not say it out loud.

Dashu once said that when there are many people, it is best not to express different opinions... just keep your opinions in your own heart.

"Ladies, are you ready?" A male voice came from outside the rest room door at this time: "I know you must not be dressed now! Pack yourselves quickly, a big shot is coming to visit you! "

The Saint Maiden reserves in the rest room were startled, and then they started running away.

After a while, an old man with white eyeshadow appeared in front of the Saint Maiden reserves, protected by some soldiers-like guys wearing special uniforms.

"As you can see, this is the president from the [Morning Capital] among the seven capitals, Mr. Bailang!"

The college instructor responsible for leading Remia and other girls' floats solemnly introduced the identity of the old man.

The girls suddenly became cautious... The president of [City of Dawn] is indeed a big shot, and a very big one. It can be said that this is the highest authority among the saints.

The instructor leading the team said at this time: "Mr. Bailang came here this time mainly to visit the Saint Maiden reserves and brought gifts of condolences. Why don't you thank Mr. Bailang quickly!"

I saw two men in uniforms behind President Bailang coming out with something in their hands.

There are some drinks and pastries, cakes and other food.

The girls had been standing there all day and were already very hungry, so now they were sincerely grateful.

"I really like the Holy Maiden Ceremony of [The Creation of Freedom]." President Bailang said with a smile at this time: "If possible, I also hope to hold a similar event in the [City of Dawn]. Girls, no matter what happens in the end Whatever the result is, I hope you can all accept my invitation and come to [Morning City] as a guest. I will pay for all your expenses and communication with [Free City Academy]."

The girls stood there a little bewildered, and the instructor who led the team responded smoothly: "This is their honor, Mr. Bailang. Regarding the matter of being a guest, I will definitely discuss it with the campus principal after I go back." .”

"Then, I won't disturb you all." President Bailang said with a slight smile: "I will continue to visit other girls...Food, enjoy it, these are all brought from [City of Morning Light] Specialty, delicious.”

"We will." The instructor who led the team smiled and nodded.

It was like a small episode. The president of [Morning Capital] came and left very quickly...as if it was an image job.

The teacher who led the team shook his head slightly at this time. He really couldn't understand how the president of one of the seven cities could do such a people-friendly job at such a critical period... and he was still in the [Free City]. 】Within.

idle?

"Teacher, we..."

"Okay, let's rest for another ten minutes!" Looking at the expectant eyes of the girls, the instructor leading the team said helplessly: "Don't overeat, girls!"

"Yeah! I want to eat this! This looks delicious!"