Chương 338: System Customer Service Has Intervened

Thranduil wouldn't give Roland time to consider.

In her eyes, the mark left by Seraf was no different from a malignant tumor.

As the Moon Maiden's quasi-saint level magic power surged into the crystal ball, the golden energy within the ball suddenly burst forth and automatically flew towards Roland's forehead.

The radiant mark that was originally hidden beneath the skin resonated, and its light shone forth.

Thranduil immediately showed an expression of "I knew it."

"Serafi did indeed use despicable methods to control you. Don't worry, we'll remove it for you right away."

Having said that, the golden energy rushed directly onto the radiant imprint, moving back and forth.

【snore! 】 [Seraphim Irina has lost her branding privileges; the brand is about to disintegrate. The system has identified an opportunity.] [The system is currently attempting to reclaim the Radiant Imprint privileges, preserving the buff effects. It will be available in the system shop shortly.] Roland was startled by the sudden pop-up system interface. Fortunately, the magical special effects in the room were extremely bright, so Thranduil and his servant did not notice the unusual expression on Roland's face.

The system's sneaky operation was incredibly swift; in just three minutes, it started playing celebratory music in Roland's mind.

[Beep beep beep, successful knife run, Big Gold has escaped without alerting headquarters' henchmen!] The brief celebration ended, and the system immediately popped up a new skill icon with a highlighted border around it, clearly urging Roland to pay.

[A radiant mark, crafted with the utmost care by the Saintess of Seraf, a service fee of 150 million is offered in gratitude for your patronage.] [Effect 1: Increases resistance to mind control.] [Effect 2: Slightly improves sleep quality.] [Effect 3: You can consume Faith Points to actively enter the divine realm of the Goddess of Radiance (called the Goddess of Sniffiness) without her consent.]

"Holy crap, this system is awesome."

Roland praised the system loudly in her mind.

Now there's no need to worry about the goddess starving to death, because the system has directly stolen the key to the goddess's boudoir.

It was this price that made Roland a little uncomfortable.

"System, is this mark made of gold, or are these skill icons made of gold? Why do they require so many faith points?"

"Sir, look around, there aren't any unclaimed marks anymore. These are all stolen marks. You think they're too expensive, but I think they're too expensive too."

"Then give me one."

"OK."

The system remained silent for a while before suddenly issuing a notification sound.

"snore!"

"System Faith Points balance is insufficient. You can purchase the new skills later."

Roland pursed her lips, mentally calculating her recent income.

It should take about half a month to get the active version of the Glorious Mark.

As for the issue of the goddess starving... Roland gave the goddess some extra subsidies during the arbitration conference, so she shouldn't have starved to death in half a month.

Roland has made plans for the future, and Thranduil's operation to remove the brand is coming to an end.

Under the violent impact of the golden energy, the radiant mark on Roland's forehead was covered with dense cracks.

After the cracks reached their limit, there was a crisp breaking sound, like fireworks exploding into a beautiful mushroom cloud.

"Oh my gosh~" The strange stimulation on her skin made Roland stretch her neck and let out a cry, and her soft, large tail instinctively wrapped around the approaching Thranduil.

Since Thranduil's size was not much different from Renee's, her large white tail wrapped around her body twice.

Thranduil's upper body was immediately engulfed in a sea of fur.

Moreover, this plush ocean doesn't feel stuffy at all; instead, it brings a slight chill, driving away all the annoying summer heat from the body, making it very enjoyable.

Thranduil had long wanted to stroke Roland's tail, but he was hesitant because of the presence of the Moon Maid and worried about being reprimanded for his behavior regarding royal etiquette.

Now that Roland had delivered herself to her doorstep, she reached out as if to untie the tail, but in reality, her fingers swept along the direction of the fur, indulging in a fox-like fantasy.

The sensation of her tail being stroked brought Roland's attention back to reality, and she immediately saw Thranduil, who was wrapped up like a dumpling in a fox tail.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I didn't mean to roll you up. The feeling of the brand being removed was just too intense."

Roland controlled her tail to loosen her grip on the little white elf, and then saw the little saintess's rather reluctant gaze.

After hesitating for a moment, Roland stretched out the half-retracted tail back in front of Thranduil.

"Your Highness, would you like to touch it again?"

"good……"

Thranduil was about to agree when his long ears twitched twice, as if sensing danger from a wild beast.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the Moon Maid was watching their interaction with an expressionless face, her gaze almost identical to that of a tutor from the Royal Academy.

The little white elf saintess felt a chill run down her spine, put on a stern face, and cleared her throat.

"Ahem!"

"Miss Roland, please don't say such misleading things. Your maid, Tailmoon, has already checked."

"Let's quickly verify the effectiveness of the brand removal."

Thranduil stopped looking at the large white tail in front of him, lowered his head and rummaged through his spatial ring, finding another crystal ball.

This crystal ball does not contain any golden energy that could destroy the mark, but rather a symbol of the Church of Light, and its craftsmanship is still exquisite.

"Miss Roland, please place your palm on the prop."

"This is a tool to test faith. If the mark is completely removed, your faith will surely be accurately conveyed to our Lord's Kingdom."

Thrandtir explained it to Roland in a businesslike tone.

Seeing this, the Moon Maid nodded in approval, turning her head to look at Roland.

"Miss Roland, I know you have many questions."

"But I can only tell you that the evil mark Serafi placed on you has stolen your piety and offered it to a terrible false god."

"We've come to rescue you."

Roland felt very uncomfortable hearing this.

An ordinary nun would indeed believe what Thranduil's servant said.

But Roland was an "insider" who had met the goddess called "Hot Girl" and knew all about the Church of Light's dark history of "subordinates rebelling against the goddess."

The Goddess of Radiance can't even speak clearly now, and can only moan like a sow all day long.

She's already so pitiful, yet she still slanders others as terrifying false gods; it's utterly contrary to the will of Heaven.

But soon Roland couldn't even think about defending the jerk in her heart.

Because she seems... not quite able to pass this faith test?

She truly doesn't believe in the God of Light.

If all else fails, how about we take Thranduil to the statue and give money directly to the God of Light?

A few beads of sweat appeared on Roland's forehead, but she hesitated to take any action.

This unusual scene prompted Thranduil and the Moon Maid to ask questions in confusion.

"Miss Roland, please put your hand on it quickly."

"Okay, okay, I'll put it away right away."

Roland was caught in a dilemma. The moment she placed her hand on the crystal ball, a new window popped up from the system.

【snore! 】 [Transmission medium detected; individual identified as the God of Light - Kanster; divine realm coordinates: 200 meters west of the New Nippori Elemental Pool; locked.] [Selectable Transaction Modes: Faith-Based Profit Sharing / Small Single-Transaction Transfers]

"Holy crap, a box!"

Roland almost spat out her saliva.

As I accumulate more and more faith points, the system's functions are becoming increasingly frightening!

Nowadays, even gods dare to open boxes.

Suppressing her shock, Roland immediately gave instructions to the system in her mind.

"I choose the faith-based profit-sharing model; give me the lowest possible percentage!"