Chapter 561 A Sudden Impulse

Celes felt distressed and restrained herself from showing any obvious emotions in order to calm down the two nuns in front of her. Although this happened before when she appeared as a saint, now it is a bit too exaggerated.

Maybe it's because of the flower? Seles thought of the wreath wrapped around her wrist. Several petals of the pink flower had turned into blue crystals. She didn't know what use this flower would have.

"Bishop Rocca, come here."

Rocca stood beside Seles, and was then pulled in front of her, "Sister Allens, please report the situation to the new Bishop Rocca."

"Bishop Rocca?" Sister Allens looked at Rocca's face and had to say that Rocca was so young and lacked the maturity and stability of a middle-aged priest.

"Rocca is qualified to be a bishop, he just lacks experience and experience." Seles said softly, and then Sister Allens reacted. She saluted to Rocca and reported the important news in full. .

"We have received a request from the Shark Chapter, and they wish to resupply on St. Cordegas."

"Yes, grant their request and prepare supplies for them at the Expeditionary Plaza."

"Yes, Bishop Rocca."

After reporting the situation, the two nuns saluted Rocca and Seles, then turned and left. Outside the door, Sister Allens let out a long sigh, and her mood relaxed at this moment.

"You're doing terrible!"

"I agree with your criticism, Sister Mawen." Sister Allens smiled bitterly, "Even if the saint doesn't care in his heart, we vulgar people should repent of our sins. Please also ask Sister Mawen to take over the interrogation responsibility. .”

"Hmph." Sister Ma Wen snorted coldly, "I will punish you severely! I hope that the next time you meet the saint, the whip marks on your body will remind you to restrain your mental weakness!"

Sister Allens did not object to Sister Ma Wen's words. She just sighed that Sister Ma Wen was so calm and composed. She was very envious of Ma Wen for being loyal to the God Emperor on the battlefield.

"If I could, I would also hold a chainsword and shout the holy words of the God-Emperor. I long to open the chests of heretics and make them repent of their sins."

"No, don't say that." Sister Ma Wen took a few steps closer and put her hand on Aarons' body. "Battle and government affairs are both equally important things. There is no way to say who is more important and noble. As long as we are pious Serving the God-Emperor, we are still close sisters.”

"Ma Wen." Aarons was a little moved. "You say that and I feel even more guilty. Please don't hold back. My sinful body must be punished."

"I will, Aarons." Ma Wen watched Aarons walk forward. She also raised her hand and put it in front of her. The hand she had just put on Aarons was the one that Celes had touched. The place.

Rounding it off, it’s equivalent to Celes shaking hands with Ma Wen herself.

"Oh. The great God Emperor." Ma Wen tried her best to control herself not to put her hands directly on her face, but she could not restrain her yearning for Saint Celes.

If it was me who fainted just now, would I be able to wake up in the warm embrace of a saint?

When Ma Wen thought of this, she became slightly jealous of Allens and prayed to the God Emperor. Ma Wen hoped that one day she could lie in Seles's arms.

Seles didn't know the situation outside the door. She looked at Rocca and said, "That's why I chose you. At least your reaction must be much more normal."

"Really?" Roka blushed and coughed slightly, "Thank you for your approval. I will serve the God Emperor until my fragile body cannot support it."

"Very good. Being motivated is the best. You work hard and I'll go check on the children."

Celes threw a large stack of documents to Rocca, opened the window and flew out. Looking at the bits of golden light floating in the room, Luo Ka could only sigh, sit on the table with the documents in his arms, and continue to deal with government affairs.

Although as a Tzeentch demon, it is not difficult to deal with these files. But boredom is his biggest enemy. These files do not allow him to add any variables to entertain himself, and can only deal with them in a better way.

"Maybe she discovered me? Is she testing me? Waiting for me to expose the problem?" Roca's mind was also running at high speed while processing the documents. He had done a lot in fighting against the Corpse Worshipers Church and the Undead Skinners, and had won the trust of most people, but this was the only living saint named Seles that he couldn't figure out.

In the past few days, Roka could feel Seles searching for his soul every night. If Principal Tzeentch hadn't given him a perfect religious disguise, he would have died at Seles's hands.

But what's the use of hanging out on this planet? Except for religious madmen, this planet is full of dead people. If you only rely on this planet to make trouble, it will be an extremely difficult task.

Corrupted Sisters of the Bloody Rose? Roca paused and thought for a while, then felt ridiculous for his own thoughts. According to his observations in the past few days, these nuns are more suitable to be corrupted by Khorne and Slaanesh.

"Then what are we going to do?" Roka unfolded a piece of parchment with scriptures neatly written on it, but Roca could see the revelation that Tzeentch had sent down for him from the sight of the demon.

No new revelations have appeared on this paper in months. Perhaps the principal has forgotten about him? Luo Ka held the quill in his hand and dipped it in ink. Just as he was about to sign his name, he felt a familiar scent getting closer and closer to him.

This breath was so familiar that it immediately drew Roca's thoughts to the Three Gods Seal and the Armageddon Orc Garbage Dump.

The pen trembled, and the words written were stained. Roca swallowed hard, holding the parchment and documents and walked to the window, and saw several ships falling from the sky.

Suddenly his vision was tampered with, and the scene in front of him began to be replaced by the illusion of the warp. He could see that in the far void, there were spots of the Eldar shining. On the human ship, there was a majestic warp shadow.

One shadow formed a fortress, and countless barbed wire, minefields, and ambush positions filled the gaps in the fortress. In that deep core, there was a heart bound by iron chains. The iron chains firmly locked the space for the heart to move, making every beat of the heart extremely weak.

The other shadow was a motorcycle, a motorcycle made of books, writing, and ink. The wind that restrained his freedom blew on the wheels of the motorcycle, making it impossible for him to go at full speed.

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