Miss Witch, It's Time to Clean Up the Entries - Chapter 32

Raphael Church.

Father Seymour, who was already lying down, was woken up again.

Nun Sally helped him get dressed and came with him to the church entrance to welcome the new Lord of Green Shade Territory.

Leon stepped down from the carriage. He was wearing a beige shirt and fitted trousers, his leather boots stained with quite a bit of mud.

Golden hair and blue eyes, deep features, handsome appearance, pale complexion, unsteady steps. One look and you could tell he was from the Moria family.

Leon looked at Father Seymour: brown hair and eyes, heavy dark circles, slender body, pale complexion, unsteady steps. One look and you could tell he was a person who indulged excessively.

【Succubus Keeper】【Heretical Priest】【Empty Body】

These three entries made Leon’s eyes light up even more.

Found another talented person.

And the beautiful nun Sally beside Father Seymour had the entries 【Loyalty】【Succubus】【Nun】 on her head.

Just as Leon was observing Nun Sally, Father Seymour was also observing the maid Annie beside Leon.

What was different was that Sally showed an interested smile towards Leon, while Annie had a dark expression, as if she was ready to pull out her dagger at any moment and crack open Father Seymour’s head.

Annie’s mood was very bad because the formal wear she designed was stained by Leon, and it was the kind that couldn’t be washed clean.

Although Father Seymour very much did not want to receive Leon, this big fool, and the countless people that the big fool brought.

First it was the family of the richest man Romiada, then the guards brought everyone from the Blackberry Tavern in the outer city, and now the Lord himself came, even bringing so many guards, as if he was going to uproot Raphael Church.

But Father Seymour, constrained by Leon’s status as Lord, still forced out an awkward but polite smile,

“Lord, if you wish to come to the church to pray, you will have to wait another 6 hours.”

“Father Seymour, we have come to ask for holy water.”

The obese Omari Hani wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, panting heavily.

“Yes, I have just been deep inside a severely infected area, and now I need some purification.”

Leon was not sure if he would be infected, but it was good to be prepared, in case something uncontrollable suddenly happened to him.

“So that’s how it is. However, I am very sorry. Three hours ago, Lord Romiada’s family came and took all the holy water. New holy water has not been made yet. This will probably take three days. Please go and ask at other churches.”

Father Seymour said tiredly.

He just wanted to get rid of this group of people as quickly as possible and then go back to sleep.

Leon nodded slightly, “We did bring too many people. Cob, divide the guards into 5 groups and send them to the other churches. Just the few of us remaining, we can get purified, right?”

“I am sorry, we truly have no holy water left.”

Father Seymour still did not change his mind. Even if it was just Leon and the few of them, he was unwilling to use the purification art again.

Leon’s mouth curved slightly upwards. He leaned close to Seymour’s ear and whispered,

“You wouldn’t want the Archbishop to know about you keeping a succubus, would you? Mr. Heretic.”

Father Seymour’s gaze paused slightly. His throat bobbed, and he swallowed.

Just as he had judged, the man before him was extremely dangerous.

He actually knew Sally was a succubus!

Now he was close by. Just by having Sally attack, he should be able to kill him.

But killing him, the three ministers, and his maids would definitely leave traces.

Then he and Sally would still be discovered by the Archbishop.

Then everything he had planned would be for naught.

And it might also attract retaliation from the Ice Witch.

No, he cannot be killed.

He also knows I cannot lay a hand on him, which is why he’s threatening me like this, right?

Having figured this out, a somber smile appeared on Father Seymour’s face,

“Lord, please follow me. I will perform purification for you.”

Leon smiled and nodded, following Father Seymour into the church’s treatment room.

Leon was very interested in the church’s purification art. Although clergy did not possess the extraordinary power of witches, they could to some extent borrow the great power of the God Taige.

The arcane runes on the high wall were the Archbishop’s masterpieces. These runes could ensure that the high wall would not be pushed down by monsters and had a certain protective effect.

Furthermore, all Archbishops were outstanding healers. The higher the position in the church, the stronger the healing, purification, and defense arts one could use.

As if the God Taige had done it on purpose, granting witches extremely strong destructive power, but leaving the power of healing and purification to the clergy.

However, even the most outstanding healers could not cure a witch losing control.

Leon watched Seymour expectantly. Unfortunately, Seymour did not perform any eye-catching healing art.

He took out a silver goblet filled with holy water.

While sprinkling holy water on Leon, he muttered words,

“Great God Taige, please bless your faithful follower, protect him from illness, and dispel the plague.”

“That’s it?”

Leon asked curiously.

Seymour nodded, his expression growing a little dimmer.

As if uttering those four simple purification words had exhausted all his energy.

“Yes, the purification is complete.”

Brother, you are so weak.

Leon muttered inwardly and tried reciting the purification words himself.

As a result, he miraculously found that even such simple purification words, he mispronounced three or four times and was completely unable to recite them correctly and completely.

“Why can’t I say it?”

Leon asked.

“Because you are not a priest. Only true believers who have embarked on the path of a priest can accurately recite the purification words.”

Seymour explained. This was not a secret. Even if Leon knew, it didn’t matter. Not everyone would be chosen by the God Taige to become his true believer.

Most of the Holy Empire’s population could only be considered believers, not true believers.

“Alright.”

Leon shrugged, “Father Seymour, you don’t seem to be in very good condition.”

“Lord, if you also worked overtime until dawn, your condition probably wouldn’t be very good either.”

Seymour said.

“Am I not working overtime until dawn right now?”

Leon said with a smile, his face pale.

“So your condition is also not very good.”

Seymour spoke frankly.

“Alright, you have successfully persuaded me. As a reward, I have decided to give you an opportunity for a deal.”

“?”

Seymour glanced at Leon strangely and subconsciously covered his butt.

Nobles were inclined towards extravagance, and there were quite a few who liked handsome men.

Seymour had also received invitations from many nobles before.

Leon’s eyebrow twitched slightly. He felt his character had been insulted.

“When you find yourself close to death, you can come to me for a deal.”

Since 【Succubus Keeper】 is a red entry, it proves this is a disaster entry. Generally, disaster entries not only bring disaster to others but also bring disaster to the entry holder themselves.

Therefore, Leon believed that Seymour would definitely come to him.

As for the price, he hadn’t thought it through yet.