This time, the old man glanced at his own guard, who immediately reached out and pulled him up by the collar.

"Put him in solitary confinement and speak rudely to his friends from the Friendship Religion for three days. Tell his father that if there is a next time, I will not stop the duel between him and Lord Marin."

"Yes, Your Excellency, your will." The guard dragged the kid away. The latter originally wanted to yell, but was cursed - don't think that the Just Church disdains the use of curses, for example

Silencing spell, there is no other spell that can shut up little bastards more effectively than this one.

Marin pursed his lips, said hello to the old man, and continued to follow the fair girl Matilda into the inner area. At the same time, he asked a small question: "Your suitor."

"No, he is just an apprentice who has just entered the church. He originally studied in the Church of the God of War, but for some reason he converted to the God of Justice. We are also very confused." When Matilda said this, her pair of beautiful big

His ears twitched: "I'm not his girlfriend, a brat who doesn't even have full hair."

"Me too, your attack surface is too big." Marin said with a smile.

"You are different, Marlin." Matilda replied with a smile.

Marin raised his eyebrows, and finally decided to take this answer as Matilda's kindness to him.

Having said that, the way Matilda's tail swings is different from Jessica's. Jessica's tail swings very casually, while Matilda's tail swings as delicately as a pendulum.

...Wait a minute, is my aesthetic really wrong?

With such doubts, Marin followed Matilda into the side hall of the Justice Church.

As soon as he entered the door, Marin saw his old acquaintance: "Hi, Jon."

"Oh, my God, how could it be you!" Jon, who was preparing his musket, looked up and saw Marin and immediately shouted in surprise: "I'm starting to worry about the difficulty of this mission."

"What do you mean?" Marin was a little confused.

"Nowadays, many people say that you are a walking carrier of bad luck, a troublemaker who can cause trouble even if you have nothing to do, and you can spawn a team of chaotic mourners by killing any monster." Jon shrugged as he said this.

: "The third title just came out recently. It seems to be what happened when you were doing the mission with Sheila and the others."

Marin looked melancholy.

What is all this? Am I that terrible? If so, one of the guys in front of me would be diarrhea on the spot.

Just as he was thinking this, a young man suddenly covered his neck: "I, my stomach hurts!"

Marin watched him being helped out of the side hall, and the air was filled with an aura of embarrassment.

Marin turned his head and rolled his eyes.
Chapter completed!