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"Papal Judgment,"

Wen Lin suddenly turned to look at Visia, her black eyes burst out with a bit of repressed ferocity, the Holy Court seemed to be coming sooner than Tilia said.

The church is really annoying sometimes.

Wen Lin frowned and looked at the divine robe on her body. Although she had already made the most powerful counterattack in Wangting Square, after such a high-profile canonization, she was already inseparable from the church in the eyes of everyone. .

The toughness of Lucches' attitude was something Wen Lin never expected, but it just showed the trend of the church's decadence.

"Because of the defeat of the Suther family, the church has begun to feel strong fear and anxiety," Vicia explained from the side,

She walked slowly to Wen Lin's side, and suddenly put her hand on Wen Lin's neckline, her eyes were full of emotions, before Wen Lin avoided her, the other hand tightly wrapped Wen Lin's waist, not allowing her to step back half a point.

"Your Excellency, I don't like the way you look in the robe,"

The fingertips slowly slid down, gently rubbing against the soft ups and downs, and finally landed on the tight waist and abdomen.

With a single tap, the belt is undone.

The double-layered Chinese clothes slipped down one by one with Vicia's movements, revealing the graceful undulating satin shirts under the robes.

Very aggressive and provocative action.

Wen Lin's shoulders and neck were almost stretched into a straight line with her back. She struggled to maintain a calm expression. She wanted to back away, but the hand on her waist was unexpectedly strong.

Turning his head slightly, the close gaze made the already hot and ambiguous breath even stronger.

The slightly cold finger pulp touched Wen Lin's lips lightly, and with a regretful sigh, Vicia let go of her hand.

She quickly turned around and walked to the door to tell Yaz

Madam, didn't let Wen Lin see her lost expression, "Go get a robe that Your Excellency Wen Lin wears,"

Mrs. Yaz was stunned for a moment, and calmly swept over the well-dressed body of His Majesty Visia, before retreating with peace of mind to prepare clothes.

The robe was casually thrown on the ground, Wen Lin slowed down for a while, and then she pretended to be relaxed and joked,

"I'm the only white-robed priest in Lucches Bishop's Diocese now. I'm afraid there will be more occasions when I will wear a god's robe in the future."

Vicia's eyes lightened, she walked towards Wen Lin again, and held her wrist with great strength,

"Your Excellency, before you became the white-robed priest of the church, you already belonged to my royal guard,"

Wen Lin's eyelashes trembled violently, and she responded in a mysterious way,

"Yes, I belong to Your Majesty,"

Standing still, Wen Lin reacted for a few seconds before realizing what she had said.

The ears hidden in her hair began to heat up, Wen Lin's throat slid, her eyes turned out of the window, and she bluntly moved away from the topic, trying to interrupt the current ambiguous atmosphere.

"Your Majesty, there is no suitable doctor in Yinhe Village, I want to borrow Dort from you,"

There was a chuckle in Wen Lin's ear, only to hear Visia softly say,

"Anyone in the royal court you want to deploy, just speak to Brown,"

"Thank you, Your Majesty," replied a little cramped.

Vicia stroked Wen Lin's wrist thoughtfully, and then let go.

Mrs. Yaz just came in with her clothes at this moment. After seeing the messy god robe on the ground and Wen Lin wearing only a satin shirt, her eyebrows twitched.

It just so happened that Vicia and Wen Lin were standing very close at this time, looking very intimate.

Her heart sank, and Mrs. Yaz stepped forward and took the initiative to serve Wen Lin and put on her robe.

Seemingly inadvertently made several large-scale movements, Vicia had to retreat.

After Wen Lin put on her robe, Mrs. Yaz did not back down, but leaned slightly towards Visia, "Your Majesty, Your Excellency Eggers is requesting to see you outside the palace,"

"Let's go, go see him," Vicia said thoughtfully. The position that was promised to Eggers' guard was now given to Wen Lin. She needed to come up with a suitable set of words to resign to appease him.

While walking on the road, Vicia suddenly stopped and asked, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, have you seen Eggers? He is an excellent general, although sometimes too rude,"

With a light smile, Wen Lin deliberately lengthened her voice, "Your Majesty, I have not only met him, but also defeated him,"

Defeating the rumoured mad suitor of the queen always gives one a sense of other accomplishment.

"Yes?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere suddenly became lighter.

As the footsteps approached, Eggers, who was waiting in the outer hall, could clearly hear the heavier heartbeat in his chest.

He loosened his clenched fists, straightened the folds on his chest again, smiled just right, and had a meticulous and elegant manner.

Eggers clearly remembered the scene when he first saw Queen Vicia.

He is the second son of the family and is not qualified to inherit the title. When he was beaten again by his brother and nearly fainted, he saw the queen wearing a crown and a fancy dress. Carefully walked straight to him,

"How are you"

From that moment on, Eggers swore that he would do anything to protect the most beautiful rose in Golan.

Out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the gorgeous skirt, Eggers raised his head with joy, "Your Majesty Vicia,"

After seeing Wen Lin next to Vicia, Eggers' expression froze for a few moments.

Immediately afterwards, he showed an ugly smile and nodded towards Wen Lin, "Your Excellency the Guard,"

"Lord Eggers, we meet again," Wen Lin responded with a friendly greeting.

Vicia laughed softly. She had never seen Eggers look so dull before, and there was a complicated expression on her face, which was completely different from the previous fanaticism.

In Vicia's laughter, Eggers lowered his head even lower, losing to Wen Lin was already a great shame for him.