ALL NOVEL chapter 31
31. The Virgin Heroine, but Little Yellow Oil
Don’t look at Clochette, she’s still young, but she’s deeply respected by her colleagues within the church, which has also given her a maturity beyond her years.
However, her confidence is built on the fact that she has never let anyone down and has completed many tasks.
Now, with her power lost and under a curse, she wouldn’t even dare to put on a nun’s demeanor.
And to make matters worse, the person she ran into was not just a stranger, but Noah, who had previously reminded her.
So she decided to flee.
“Huff, huff… I never thought I’d run into him at this moment. The goddess is really enjoying playing tricks on me…”
After running away without her usual composure, Clochette was now standing under a magic streetlamp, pressing her hand against her chest and bending her waist to adjust her breathing.
She might have gotten out of breath from running so much, and her body felt slightly warm.
Regardless, she was relieved to have temporarily avoided the most awkward situation, and as a nun, she thought things couldn’t get any worse.
“Oh, yes, the goddess really loves playing tricks. Look, I’ve run into who it is. This is the nun who helped me during the day.”
However, when a group of drunk men walked towards her, Clochette knew things might still take a turn for the worse.
She recognized the leader of the group, a retired adventurer who had been involved in the demonic event and was one of the few victims who didn’t fall into a coma.
He appeared in front of her, and she knew he must be expressing his gratitude…
Although Clochette wanted to think that, unfortunately, his attitude was far from good, and his expression was quite impatient, almost saying he was annoyed.
“…Do you remember Mr. Gravet? It’s late, and you should go home and rest early. Your family must be worried about you.”
Even though she knew he wasn’t very friendly, as a nun, Clochette first put her hands together in her lap and smiled professionally at the drunk men.
“Family? Ha! Those old women and brats I don’t care about! Women should be young! You guys agree, don’t you?”
Unfortunately, Gravet didn’t give Clochette any face, and instead, he let out a rough, cold snort before speaking almost as if he had refined his nun’s demeanor.
“Yes! That’s right! Old women can’t have young and beautiful girls, right!”
“Even if the city lord claims to be a model couple, I’m sure they have many young and beautiful slaves and maids to play with! What a shame! We want to enjoy the beauty of young women with the city lord too!”
And of course, the people who were with him were not good people, openly admitting they were all the same kind of scoundrels.
The drunk men laughed coarsely and then looked at Clochetti with greedy eyes, even the loose nun’s habit revealing her attractive figure.
“That’s right, Sister Miss, your existence is to make us common people live a more beautiful life, right? But you’ve taken away my favorite little girl, and I don’t know what’s demonic or not. I only know that when I’m with her, it feels great, but you’re making me feel terrible now. Don’t you think you should help me instead of that little girl?”
As the representative of the drunk men, Gravet finally revealed his true intentions.
In reality, it’s clear that he couldn’t be doing it out of gratitude, but Gruvet’s demands still managed to make Clochil’s professional smile falter.
Even the thought of attacking the nuns had already risen to the level of wanting to ravage the church?
These guys are truly the scum of society.
You say you don’t like your old, worn-out wife, even if you do work hard to play in the underground street’s brothels.
Don’t want to spend money, just want to get something for free, right? Early on, it would have been better to let him get ravished a few more times to let him know the bitter taste.
As a nun who practices self-denial, Clochil abhors such things, and it’s not an exaggeration to say that she’s the complete opposite of the demonic.
Professional decorum tells her to be patient, but her inner emotions tell her to be patient with what, even nuns can get angry, can’t they?
Therefore, when the drunkards, clearly with no good intentions, gaze at her with a leering look, Clochil’s originally gentle face quickly turns cold, and her eyes are filled with disgust.
“…Unfortunately, that’s impossible. Please do such things with your wives, or work hard to find a job. Don’t make me look down on you again.”
The nun, cold and icy, responded.
However, she thought she had still used polite language, and the other party should have retreated by now, after all, her gun was not blind.
“Look down on! ? Let me see how big it is! What a nun! You’re just an old maid who’s never tasted the flavor!”
Unfortunately, the other party didn’t know if they were drunk or if their personality was like that, and they directly picked up the bottle and attacked Clochil.
Then, there was no choice but to respond with Clochil’s magic bullets.
After Gruvet let out a dull groan and fell asleep, the other drunkards didn’t apologize or disperse, but instead, they continued to attack Clochil like they were possessed.
“Ugh! You’re no different from the demonic!”
Clochil, who had given up her nun’s demeanor, fired a fierce barrage at the drunkards, although she didn’t kill them, she let them fall unconscious.
Of course, due to the level of retreat, Clochil used more magical energy to control the bullet’s power.
“…Ah… Ah, it’s getting hotter and hotter… This amount of magical energy consumption has left me so exhausted… I’m so embarrassed…”
After shooting the drunkards, Clochil felt her body was burning, initially thinking it was due to excessive magical energy consumption.
But she suddenly noticed the demonic mark on her abdomen, which had unknowingly lit up, and could even penetrate the nun’s habit and be seen by the outside world!
Is it possible that the drunkards were influenced by the demonic mark just now?!
And will she herself be influenced and become an indecent woman?!
The thought of such a terrifying future made the nun feel strongly uncomfortable, almost vomiting.
She had originally wanted to call for help to lift these drunkards, but now she had no time for it, and hastily covered her mouth and fled in pain from the place filled with men.
She didn’t know how long she could stay conscious, nor was she clear about whether she could stop the demonic mark by doing so, but she immediately ran towards the city’s river in her memory.
As long as she reaches that place!
The cold river water might stop the heat on her body!
The nun, already influenced by the demonic mark and in a state of passion, began to lose her clear consciousness.
To the point where she couldn’t even see the person walking in front of her, and she just ran into them.
Although both of them fell to the ground together, neither of them felt any pain, but Clocheir couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable because she accidentally touched the other person’s hard chest, realizing that the other person was a man.
If it were under normal circumstances, it wouldn’t be a big deal, but in this situation, she had no doubt that the other person would take advantage of her.
Therefore, she couldn’t even think about doing anything else, let alone take a good look at the other person’s face, and she quickly pulled out her gun and aimed it at the other person’s head, intending to knock them out and then leave.
She knew that what she was doing wasn’t very good, but she didn’t want to lose her precious chastity.
——Oh no! Stranger! For your sake and mine, just take a nap for now!
If it were anyone else, they would probably be in a state of confusion, unaware of what was happening, and be knocked out.
But the person who was knocked down by Clocheir was actually Noah, who had been monitoring her and guarding her running route since earlier.
At this moment, Noah saw Clocheir’s face turn red as she gritted her teeth, her eyes dazed, and tried to shoot at him.
Noah also felt a surge of discontent in his heart.
What’s going on? Has she already reached this point without even realizing it?
Just now, she was still so embarrassed, wasn’t she?
He thought that his appearance would definitely make her feel embarrassed again.
But it seemed that he had to let her come to her senses.
Noah didn’t have any firearms, but he didn’t need magic bullets to knock someone out; a headbutt would do.
That was what happened in the blink of an eye.
Just as Clocheir was about to shoot, Noah quickly used his forehead to slam into Clocheir’s forehead.
“——!? ”
The nun who had planned to attack Noah was even unable to let out a cry of despair, and a large swelling appeared on her forehead, causing her to fall motionless on top of Noah.
No matter how the lewd symbols on her stomach stimulated her body and eroded her spirit, it was all in vain.
Even if the symbols seemed to be saying, “Shut up, you loser! Get up and turn this man over! Ah, ah, ah!” and flashing a mesmerizing, purplish-pink glow, it was still impossible.
Can’t be done, that’s just it.
“…The maiden’s first activation is not a good look, it seems. It’s not like I can just find a place to recharge and solve the initial problem, but I guess that’s what I’m looking forward to. If that guy were to appear, what kind of ridiculous expression would he make? It’s really exciting, heh heh.”
Pushing the already unconscious nun away, Noah got up from the ground as if nothing had happened.
After brushing off the dust from his clothes, he looked at the still flashing lewd symbols and revealed a rather wicked smile.
It’s not clear if the nun was startled by Noah, but even the light emitted by the lewd symbols began to fade and eventually disappeared.
All that could be said was that Noah, although he didn’t take advantage of the situation, was now sporting a rather evil expression.
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PS. I’ll be seeking your support on the 30th and 1st of next month. This chapter is 3000 words long, and I’ll make sure to bring you a more satisfying ending next month!