Chương 41: The New Golden Cow Makes its Debut

Elizabeth suddenly withdrew her control over Roland and stood up as if facing a formidable enemy.

This surprised both the sheep and Roland.

Because of Caryl's unknown sordid intentions, Roland's office was deliberately soundproofed.

Therefore, they had no idea what was happening outside.

But seeing Elizabeth walk out without a word, Roland followed her.

Upon entering the restaurant, they discovered that all the customers had been driven out, and in their place stood a group of luminous knights clad in metal armor.

They split into two lines, making way for people to pass, and then the leading knight shouted.

"Her Highness the Holy Maiden of Light, Serafie Irina, has come to inspect!"

Then a tall, blonde, mature woman walked gracefully towards us.

Serafie first looked at Roland and then showed a satisfied expression.

Then his gaze moved to Elizabeth's face.

"Long time no see, my dear sister. In the blink of an eye, you've grown from a little girl into a little loli. It's so nice to see you again."

Elizabeth squinted.

"You're getting ahead of yourself, golden cow. Hopefully you can maintain that composed demeanor in a moment."

……

The battlefield quickly shifted back to the Krusty Krab's office.

Inside this luxurious office, three distinct factions were now clearly defined.

Seated on the sofa to the left is Saint Elizabeth of the Steel Church, with Royal Maid Riven standing beside her.

Sitting on the sofa to the right is Saint Seraphim of the Church of Light, with an unidentified brown-haired nun standing beside her.

And sitting in the main seat were two trembling, transparent little lambs, Roland and Sheep Meme.

The two saintesses began their confrontation as soon as they sat down, giving Roland and her companion a chance to catch their breath.

Roland carefully examined the newly appeared Holy Maiden of Light, Serafie.

It looks familiar, so familiar.

Isn't this the mature woman in the game's promotional image, wearing a cow bikini and dancing with the female protagonist, Roland?

Wait... this is actually a saintess of the Church of Light?

How did the Church of Light manage to get two of its saintesses to work in brothels?

What kind of Church of Light is this?

Why are there so many people who specifically train contrasting saintesses?

Roland was filled with doubt and confusion.

The little sheep, however, didn't think so much. From the moment Serafie came in, she stared at him with her big pink eyes and clung to him tightly.

Wow~ It's so big, so round, and so elegant.

And that blonde hair and curves, she looks just like Miss Roland's older sister.

The sheep was quite captivated by what it saw, and then its gaze began to wander between Roland and Serafie.

"Hmm... Although Saintess Seraphim's breasts are large, they still can't compare to Miss Roland's."

"My buttocks aren't as well-developed as Miss Roland's, and I'm much taller than her, so my tail isn't good for launching an attack."

"As expected, Miss Roland is still the best."

Roland, standing to the side, was exasperated and nudged the drooling sheep.

"What are you muttering about? Hurry up and think of a solution!"

The sheep slurped back its saliva, looked at Roland in confusion, and pointed to itself.

"Huh? Me?"

She's just a lowly succubus; what chance does she have against two powerful figures before her?

This magical pressure has reached a high level, okay?

Roland sighed, rubbing her forehead.

"I'm not asking you to solve it, I'm asking you to call someone. Can you get in touch with Sister Kalil?"

The sheep suddenly realized what was happening and quickly took out a small bat-shaped magic item.

……

While Roland and the sheep were whispering to each other, Elizabeth and Seraphim's verbal sparring intensified.

Elizabeth said.

"Miss Serafie, the Krusty Krab is a restaurant chain under the Pink Harbor umbrella, not a property of the Church of Light. I don't think your church has the right to regulate commercial activities within my Empire's market."

"Hehe, Sister Elizabeth is really interesting. The head of the Krusty Krab is a candidate saint of the Church of Light. Sister Roland's business activities can be seen as a means in the 'saint election'."

Serafie shrugged.

"According to the covenant between the two churches, this is entirely an internal matter of my Church of Light."

Elizabeth stared at Serafie.

"You cow, it seems you're determined to steal the Krabby Patty recipe from me?"

"Heh, what an impolite flat-chested girl. It seems you've forgotten that I haven't yet demanded an explanation for the stabilizing potion you stole from Sister Roland?"

Serafie gradually gained the upper hand, looking at Elizabeth with a mocking expression.

"Oh, right, my dear sister, I have something else to tell you."

"Given Sister Roland's outstanding performance and compassion for ordinary people, our Church of Light has essentially decided on her status as a saint."

"Although the Saintess election is not yet over, you can already be called Saintess Roland."

……

Elizabeth narrowed her red eyes.

Seraf's words were undoubtedly false.

Having only returned to the capital a few days ago, and with the Church of Light connecting the capital not yet completed, how could such a decision be made so readily?

This only makes it more difficult for her to intervene, since with such achievements, Roland is indeed very likely to become a saintess.

However, this lewd blonde cow could never have imagined that she had already planted the "Iron Brand" on Roland.

No matter how much faith Roland gathers, it will ultimately only benefit the Iron Church.

Hehe... Sister, your hands aren't fast enough or ruthless enough.

Elizabeth smiled serenely.

"Serafi, your words are rather laughable."

"Who doesn't know that Miss Roland, as a candidate for sainthood, has no resources and no background, and is just there to fill in the numbers and make up the numbers?"

"Now that Miss Roland has achieved something, you want to reap the benefits? Isn't that a bit shameless?"

Elizabeth extended her left hand, showing off the spatial ring on her ring finger, which was exactly the same style as the one on Roland's hand.

She let out a mischievous laugh.

"Unlike me, I only feel sorry for little Roland."

"Unlike some people who don't care at all, don't give any benefits, but want to take all the results."

"I think Miss Roland would be much happier if she became a saintess at the Steel Church."

Serafie's smile vanished, and she leaned forward slightly, looking down at Elizabeth.

"Do you want to damage the friendly relations between our churches?"

Elizabeth waved dismissively.

"Don't label me like that, my dear cow sister."

"Lauran is important, but her influence is ultimately limited to the Old Port and the slums. You're just trying to use her to consolidate your own position."

"After all, sister, you said it was an overseas assignment, but it really just meant being kicked out of the Church of Light headquarters, right?"

Seraf's face darkened as he stared at Elizabeth.

Elizabeth's smile grew brighter and brighter.

After so many years, she finally won, and finally saw the look of defeat on her damned older sister's face.

Serafie ultimately chose not to continue arguing with Elizabeth.

She looked at Roland.

"Sister Roland, make your choice."

"Give me the secret recipe for the Krusty Krab."

"Follow me, and you'll become the second-in-command of the Royal Capital Church. I can also become your magic teacher, providing you with near-saint-level guidance."

Elizabeth also looked over, her eyes filled with threat, and she glanced intentionally or unintentionally behind Roland.

"Miss Roland, I think you will make a wise choice."