Miss Witch, It's Time to Clean Up the Entries - Chapter 28

The doors of Raphael Church rarely opened late at night.

But today was an exception, because it was the family of the richest man who had come.

Lord Romiada donated five or six times more money to the church each year than other nobles, which meant he was a devout believer.

The church was always open to devout believers, and even the priest who was already asleep with a nun had to climb out of bed with a pleasant face and receive his family.

“Father Seymour, I apologize for the trouble.”

Romiada looked at Father Seymour, who had brown hair and eyes, thin cheeks, perpetual dark circles under his eyes, and was handsome with a slender figure.

He hoped Father Seymour would not spread the events of tonight, as it would cause a huge uproar.

Father Seymour smiled and nodded, “Of course, God says to refrain from speaking.”

“This is all donated to the church. Praise the God Taige, may God’s glory shine upon Green Shade Territory.”

Romiada said humbly.

The butler, Luan Schroeder, sent a carriage full of jewelry into the church.

Father Seymour had the white-robed believers sprinkle holy water on every person in Romiada’s family, including the servants.

And he personally performed purification for Romiada and his wife and mistresses.

Two hours later, Raphael Church saw off the Romiada family.

Father Seymour walked tiredly into his room. The blonde, blue-eyed nun, Sally, hugged the priest from behind, but the priest was completely exhausted. He pushed away Nun Sally’s hand,

“Let’s stop here for tonight. I need to rest. The art of purification has consumed too much of my energy.”

“How could someone in the inner city be infected with the plague?”

Sally asked curiously, pushing Father Seymour onto the bed, “I can do it myself.”

Father Seymour looked helpless, feeling as if he was about to be drained dry by this succubus.

But he had to continue keeping the succubus he had raised, even if he had to lie down.

“I will send someone to investigate this matter.”

“Nothing can happen in Green Shade Territory before Bishop returns from the Imperial Capital.”

“Yes, Sally.”

Soon, murmurs came from the room. Five minutes later, Father Seymour’s dark circles were even darker.

“Why hasn’t the new Lord come to the church yet? I heard he is a young gentleman. I can’t wait to meet him.”

Sally licked her lips.

“Sally, don’t go near him. He is very dangerous.”

Father Seymour reminded her.

“Why? Is it because he conquered the Ice Witch? I heard from people outside that the new Lord and the Ice Witch are very close.”

Sally asked.

“Yes, he hides the Ice Witch in his bedroom. So he is very dangerous.”

“That is indeed, very dangerous.”

…

“That is indeed, very dangerous.”

Leon reminded Layla, telling her she didn’t need to continue following him.

If she got infected again, he would have to spend time and effort clearing her entry again.

Of course, clearing a red entry of this level wasn’t very painful. The only problem was that she was still a minor and her mind wasn’t firm. What if she mistook this for love?

Leon didn’t want the little one to misunderstand him.

He was truly a decent person and didn’t want to touch her.

Of course, even if he did touch her, he didn’t plan to be responsible.

“Lord Leon, I want to be your knight. How can I be afraid of danger?”

Layla said stubbornly.

“Um… alright.”

Leon couldn’t argue with Layla and agreed.

Although her combat power was likely negative at the moment and following him wouldn’t help much, leaving her alone in the carriage didn’t seem very good either.

So, Leon took Annie, Anna, and Layla into the Blackberry Tavern in the outer city.

The tavern was dimly lit, and everywhere there were scantily clad women sitting on men’s laps, playing around. They spilled wine on their chests and thighs, attracting men with a little money who would ultimately be poor their entire lives.

This scene made Layla’s cheeks burn. She covered her eyes with her hands and then bumped into Leon.

“I’m, I’m sorry, Lord Leon.”

“Mm, watch where you’re going.”

Leon reminded her. He was observing the customers in the tavern. Many of their heads already displayed the 【Mild Infection】 entry.

Yet they were unaware. The incubation period for the Red Itch Plague was one week. These people should still be within the range of holy water healing.

Because their entries hadn’t turned red, they weren’t red entries, and Leon had no way to deal with them.

But one thing was certain: there was definitely a source of infection in the tavern.

Two men reeking of alcohol saw Leon and his party. They stood up and walked over unsteadily, with lewd smiles on their faces,

“Well, well, where did these noble gentleman and young ladies come from? Want to have some fun with us?”

Leon thought these two were coming for the beautiful twin maids.

Unexpectedly, both men rushed towards him.

Either they had drunk fake alcohol, or there was something wrong with their preferences.

Leon felt a chill. He drew his long sword and left an X mark in front of each of them.

The two men’s clothes were ripped, and their belts were also cut. Their pants fell to the ground.

They awkwardly bent over to pull up their pants, gritting their teeth and planning to continue attacking Leon. But Leon directly knocked them unconscious with the hilt of his sword.

A One-Star Assassin Knight dealing with these ordinary people was simply too easy.

Laughter filled the tavern. Many people applauded Leon, especially the women, all showing looks of interest.

Leon paid no attention to their enthusiasm. He sheathed his long sword, walked to the tavern counter, tapped the wooden surface, and looked back at Layla.

Layla said, “I want to see Ansel.”

“Oh, lovely girl, Ansel has left.”

The bartender, who was as fat as a beer barrel, replied to Layla while wiping down the rum.

“He is infected with the Red Itch Plague. If you don’t want the entire tavern to be burned down and everyone dragged out and buried alive, you’d better tell me where he is now.”

Leon said.

The bartender’s face instantly changed. He stopped wiping the rum. “Are you telling the truth?”

The lively crowd also suddenly quieted down, then erupted in louder, more chaotic curses and discussions.

“Damn Ansel, he actually got infected with the plague!”

“Oh, I knew he looked strange lately, and he was wearing a hood!”

“How can we be sure you’re telling the truth? Who are you, dressed up as extravagantly as the Lord? How could a noble like you know Ansel?”

“Yeah, everyone, don’t panic. Maybe he’s lying.”

The tavern customers all looked at Leon with unfriendly eyes.

Because Leon’s news had ruined their drinking mood.

“I can prove that the Lord is not lying. Ansel is truly infected with the Red Itch Plague. He’s the one who infected me.”

Layla said seriously.

Everyone’s gaze towards her instantly changed, and they all distanced themselves from them.

“You have the Red Itch Plague?”

“Oh, damn it, hurry up and leave, hurry up and leave, it’s so unlucky.”

People all started walking towards the tavern exit. Anna blocked the tavern door.

“The Lord has not yet spoken, everyone cannot leave here.”

“Yes, I cannot be sure who among you has come into contact with Ansel, so everyone should line up at the church and collect some holy water to avoid infection.”

Leon said, “Mm, when my guard arrives, I will personally escort you. For now, everyone please calm down and continue drinking.”

Leon was afraid that some people might try to escape and spread the disease to others. At the same time, he was also worried that the church would be unwilling to accept so many commoners.

The tavern customers asked tremblingly,

“Are you… are you truly the Lord?”