Trafford’s Trading Club

Mr. Azaccheus felt that if he was the kind of person who prayed fervently, it would be a good time to go to ......[Freedom City] to make a wave of reports.

At that time, everyone had a copy of the saint's quotations in their hands, a.k.a. the Holy Soldier, and everyone took pride in pointing out the shortcomings of others, and would often put posters of the person being reported up in the street offices for criticism.

Assumption's grandfather suffered this kind of treatment, and although he was later rehabilitated, it remained a knot in his heart and he died of depression in his old age.

It seems that [Rosebud Mansion] also started going downhill after the death of his grandfather?

At this point, he can only pretend that he did not hear the words of Miss Younai ...... but did not think about another thing: he did not even consider that, after the existence of this illegal welfare institution is known, the other party will not report to the government.

Even the fact that he spoke out so easily was in itself quite abnormal - even though, people in the Kingdom of Holy Light are used to honesty.

But in order to protect this illegal institution, Mr. Azaccheus, in fact, has been dishonest for a long time.

"Mr. Assaschels, have you ever wondered why the heretics appeared."

Mr. Lowe's question brought Mr. Assaschels back to his senses.

I'm afraid this is one of the ultimate questions that not only he, but scholars throughout the Kingdom of Holy Light want to know the answer to ...... and have studied diligently for it, and there are many to this day - including his granting mentor, who is one of the experts in heretical studies.

"If you are on the path of faith, you will fall and become a heretic because you cannot resist the temptation of desire," Mr. Azaccheus intoned, "Anger, sadness, jealousy ...... The sage said that all original sins lurk in the human heart and never go away."

"The sage didn't say that," The maid lady said coldly.

Her gaze once again made Mr. Assaschels sweat coldly.

Mr. Assahelis only laughed bitterly, "Well, actually, I said it, but generally plus the saints said it, can always convince more people."

"Children, too, can be corrupt." But Mr. Luo shook his head slightly: "For children, before their ideas are formed, it doesn't matter whether they are right or wrong, good or evil. And as you just said, Mr. Azaccheus, they are born with it."

Azaccheus thought, "There is something called the sinner's bloodline, the lineage of the fallen, which is passed down to the descendants. This is the punishment for sinners, the saints. Sinners, as well as the descendants of sinners, need to endure enough suffering before they can get rid of the sinner's bloodline."

Boss Lowe asked casually, "What do you think, Mr. Azaccheus."

"Me?" Mr. Azaccheus shook his head, "Not really, I'm not a saint, and how I thought it wouldn't help in the slightest."

"Is that how you intend to keep the orphanage running?" This is what the maid lady asked.

But Mr. Assahelis fell silent and said blankly, "I don't know how much longer I can hold out ...... if [the Rose Mansion] eventually closes down. I guess I will become helpless."

Mr. Azachez smiled bitterly and said, "In fact, it's been very difficult to get support lately, and if it weren't for Sister Céline, I'm afraid this place would have been out of business a long time ago. You don't know that Sister Céline not only has to take care of the children during the day, but she also has to work at night. I want to write a book, and I have a name for it, and it will be called "Sister Céline's Diary of Struggle."

Boss Lowe said, "Is Sister Céline, too, a heretic?"

"She's not." Mr. Azaccheus shook his head: "It's just that she was never able to become a family member, and the daily prayers produced very little wish power, far from enough to support ...... Nevertheless, Sister Céline, never mind that the children were heretics."

At this moment, Sister Therion pushed the door open and looked at the people, "Mr. Azaccheus, would you and your friends like to stay for dinner?"

"Is the food enough." Mr. Azaccheus asked rhetorically.

Sister Selene said, "It will be simpler, but the greeting food will still be available."

Mr. Azaccheus looked to Boss Lowe with a questioning look.

"I'm sorry then." Boss Luo nodded his head very quickly.

Later, at Boss Luo's instruction, the maid lady went to make dinner together with Sister Celyn. As for Boss Luo, he went to repair the furniture inside the orphanage together with Asahias.

"How is this a good idea, having you repair it together?"

"Think of it as, like, a day of sympathy." Boss Lowe smiled.

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[Liberty Capital Academy].

The area Dasho chose to move around was the ...... restroom inside the college library.

The first reason is that the library is a quiet place where students are mostly focused on their studies and don't pay too much attention to the people around them. The second reason is that the college has been closed for the Maiden Ceremony for a few days, so there are almost no students coming to the library.

Also, the library is right next to the office building of the college instructors, so it's less likely to meet students you know.

But it's not a good idea to hide here all the time. ...... The young man in the woman's costume always felt that Isabel's tutor must be somewhere, quietly observing her.

The woman ...... was always keen to do something daring.

--How could I have agreed to it.

On the toilet in the toilet compartment, the young man in the woman's costume covered his face with his hands in frustration, not even understanding how his ordinary self could be attracted to Mentor Isabel.

Dasho never knew the tutor Isabel before he enrolled in the school ...... He and Remia came from a very remote rural area, so how could they know the tutor of [Liberty Capital Academy]?

It was only a quick encounter on the occasion of welcoming the new students.

Although, Isabel's tutor's charm as a mature woman almost instantly conquered the students' eyes ......, Dasho had already repented for his hormonal impulses on the night of the new students' orientation.

--He had used a lot of tissues, teenager.

He still remembers the first words of Isabel's tutor when she suddenly appeared in front of him that night ...... He almost wanted to cover his head with the blanket in shame.

I can't stay here any longer, otherwise if Isabel's tutor knows, she will definitely find another way to make things difficult for herself. ......

The teenager in the woman's state had to quietly push open the door.

In the woman's state, the boy hesitated whether he should go into the men's room or the women's room - and then he decided to go into the men's room.

Fortunately, both the men's and women's toilets seemed to be empty.

Dasho was so relieved that he kept his head down and hurriedly came out.

Instantly, the scent of flowers hit the boy's nose, followed by a soft touch - it was obvious that the boy had knocked over someone.

Someone female.

"Right, sorry!" The teenager was busy apologizing - pinching his throat so that his voice could appear a little sharper.

"No, it's okay, it was my own carelessness."

Dasho sized up the female ...... or rather, girl in front of him.

She should be a little older than herself, and I guess she was an older senior ...... was dressed in plain clothes, not wearing a student badge, and for a moment it was hard to tell which grade she was in.

"You're hurt!" Dasho now whispered.

It turned out to be a bruise on the girl's elbow after she had been knocked down.

"It doesn't matter." The girl shook her head, "It's a very small thing ...... Hey, you?"

When he saw the girl's eyes startled toward him, Dasho had goose bumps in his heart, and subconsciously pressed his hands against the wig on his head, "I...what's wrong with me?"

"So cute!" The girl's eyes lit up and she murmured to herself, "It's worthy of the [Freedom Capital Academy]!"

Is this...necessarily connected?

Dasho was startled, and didn't know whether to be happy or embarrassed.

He squeaked out a thank you, saw that the girl really didn't care about the bruises, and thought about leaving - he felt that sooner or later he would have to expose himself, and he didn't want to have a post about being a fetishist tomorrow...or maybe tonight, on the college's forum.

"Wait, can I ask you for one thing?" The girl then suddenly shouted, "I, I don't know the way here very well, I want to see around, can you be my guide?"

In an instant, Dasho's heart was filled with intense caution ...... Is this girl not a student of the college?

But how could it be such a coincidence?

Could it be ......

This girl was actually sent by Isabel's mentor? She really knew she was hiding and didn't complete the task properly, that's why she sent someone over to urge herself.

Otherwise, what's the point of being a guide? ......

Refused?

I'm afraid not ...... will have to accept it.

"Where do you want to go?" Dasho breathed a slow sigh of relief, but his face could not show his reluctance.

"You really want to be my guide!" But then the girl looked surprised, "I never thought you would say yes.

Mentor Isabel, the extras you've got here are no good. ...... Have they not been "disciplined"?

"Helping people." The female teenager smiled slightly, "You haven't said where you want to go yet."

"I heard there's a big rose garden here at the campus head, can I go check it out?" The girl said evenly.

Dasho frowned, "The Rose Garden is the exclusive place of the Campus Director, and students are usually not given access to it ...... However, if you look outside, you can still."

"Well, let's take a look outside then." The girl nodded without a care in the world, "By the way, what's your name!"

"Da...Daphne, what about you?"

"Cleary!" The girl now smiled brightly.

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Hoo-!

The girls sat in the lounge with their clothes hanging everywhere - these were the costumes from the parade floats that the college provided for free.

The costumes were vintage and heavy - after all, they were provided free of charge, and most of them were antique level equipment.

Rumor has it that there are even remnants from decades-old Holy Maiden candidates.

Even though it is an outdated style, but free true fragrance Well ...... in addition to wearing it is easy to sweat after.

"Hoo ...... I can't do it anymore, I don't want to stand up for the parade in the evening field, I've been standing up all day, I feel like my legs have been playing with them for a year!" A young girl was now rubbing her calf's stomach and making grumbling noises.

"It would be nice if someone would sponsor our exclusive float, four or five people crammed into one car, it's really a bit ......" another girl sighed.

"By the way, Remiya, I don't think I've seen your brother Dasho? Wouldn't he love nothing more than to be around to protect you?"

"My brother, he went to pick up my clothes for the fashion show today, so he didn't come."

"I also want to have such a good brother na."

This kind of small envy, naturally makes the young girl's heart steal joy ...... Remia at this time threw out her little tongue, whirling: "Hurry up and put the clothes on, the break time is only twenty minutes."

"An-la-la, we're just making up the numbers anyway." A young girl waved her hand and said: "In the past, only the best among the first year freshmen were qualified to participate, but it was only to gain some experience in advance, no first year freshmen have ever become Saint Maidens, let alone this time!"

This is not a reason not to try, Remia said in her heart, but she did not say it.

Dasho said that when there are a lot of people, it is better not to express a different ...... opinion, just stay in your own mind.

"Ladies, are you ready?" A male voice, now coming from outside the break room door, said, "I know you must not be dressed right now! Hurry up and get yourselves cleaned up, there's a big man coming to visit you!"

The Sage Maiden reserves in the rest room were startled, and then a flurry of activity ensued.

Soon, an old man with white eyeshadow, protected by some guys in special uniforms like ...... soldiers, appeared in front of the group of Maiden reserves.

"As you can see, this is the great president from the [Morning Capital] among the seven capitals, Mr. Byron!"

The college instructor who was in charge of leading the float of Remiya and a group of other girls solemnly introduced the identity of the old man.

The maidens became nervous ...... [Morning Sunrise Capital]'s president is indeed a big man, and a big, big kind - it can be said that this is the highest authority under the saints.

The mentor leading the group said again: "Mr. Byron came over this time mainly to visit the reserve of the saint maidens and brought condolences with him.

Two men in uniforms behind President Byron came out with something in their hands.

It was some drinks and pastries and cakes and other food.

The maidens had been standing all day and were already hungry.

"I really like the [Freedom of Success] ceremony of the Holy Maiden." President Byron smiled and said, "If possible, I would like to hold a similar event in the [Dawn City] as well. Girls, no matter what the final outcome is, I hope you will accept my invitation and come to the [Morning Capital] as guests, and I will cover all of your expenses and communication with the [Freedom's Becoming Academy]."

The young girls were at a loss for words as they stood on the spot, while the tutor leading the group smoothly responded, "It's an honor for them, Mr. Byron, and I will definitely discuss the matter of being a guest with the campus director when I return."

"Then, I will leave you all alone." President Byron said with a slight smile, "I still have to go on to console the other girls ...... food, enjoy it, it's all a special product brought from the [Morning Capital], it's delicious."

"We will." The mentor leading the group nodded with a smile.

This was like a small episode, the president of [Morning Capital], came and went very quickly ...... as if it was an image job.

The teacher in charge shook his head lightly, wondering how the president of one of the seven capitals could be doing such a pro-people job at such a critical time ...... and in the [City of Freedom].

Free?

"Mentor, we ......"

"All right, let's take another ten-minute break!" Looking at the expectant eyes of the girls, the mentor in charge of the team said helplessly, "Don't eat your heart out, girls!"

"Yay-! I want to eat this! This looks so tasty!"