Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 531: Faith Can’t Be Eaten

Noel stared at Moran with bright eyes.

Like a hungry wolf.

This undisguised style made Moran’s lips twitch.

He really wanted to say, could this girl please pay attention to the nun’s habit she’s wearing now? She’s at least a nun.

"Moran, you know, I, Noel, have always been British! I’ve had enough of those boring dogmas in the Church! As for Ciel, and those bastard old men in the Church... hehe, I wish them bon voyage~"

Noel didn’t play any tricks on Moran.

Or rather, never thought about it.

She was originally a woman who would act immediately when she had the opportunity to get better conditions.

In her eyes, Moran was of course the most important.

Power, strength, etc. are just additional.

In fact, there was also a point that even Noel herself didn’t realize: she fundamentally hated the people in the Church.

Although, if Moran stayed in the Church as he did in the simulation, Noel would most likely stay in the Church obediently.

But this time, Moran didn’t.

The only one who willingly stayed in the Church was Ciel.

She initially joined the Church simply because it could provide her with a better platform and treatment. After all, the Church was a large organization no less inferior than the Mage’s Association.

The excellence of the organization itself doesn’t conflict with her dislike of the organization.

It’s like most people hate clocking in for work, but that doesn’t stop them from liking the salary the company pays at the end of the month.

Well, those are two different things.

Now, the object of her affection is in Britain, and Britain’s foundation is even above the Church.

So, there’s no need to say what to choose.

Noel naturally chose Britain, where her beloved was, and where she could develop far better than in the Church.

Noel even had a princess dream of becoming a princess.

However, when she thought of powerful competitors like Arcueid and Ciel, she couldn’t help but feel it was difficult.

Let’s lower the goal a little.

Even being a mistress would satisfy her.

Because liking is liking.

That fake priest she met in the French town that day, Noel is still immersed in that first love.

This naivety is very ironic for her realistic and snobbish self.

However, she doesn’t plan to change.

"You, as a nun, really don’t have any faith."

"Isn’t it normal to switch jobs when you encounter a company with better treatment? Isn’t that normal in the workplace? Hmph, faith can’t be eaten."

"You’re really straightforward, but you’re right. Now that you’ve come to Britain..."

Moran didn’t dislike Noel’s directness.

This also shows from the side that Noel feels she doesn’t need to hide anything in front of him, an absolute trust.

If it were in front of other people.

She would inevitably have to scheme.

It would be impossible to reveal her cards to Moran so proactively.

"Well, let’s transfer you to Lorelei’s department. You still like hunting apostles, right?"

"T-That Clock Tower Queen’s department!?"

"Hahaha, Lorelei is very interesting, I think you two should get along well."

Moran’s smile was very pleasant.

Lorelei and Noel had a common lament, which was that they wanted to eliminate apostles while eating and sleeping.

The former hunts apostles out of noble pride.

Noel’s reason for hunting apostles is very simple and direct, entirely because of the French bloodbath in her youth. The Twenty-seven Ancestors slaughtered the residents of her hometown, and nothing is more hateful than this.

It can be said that Lorelei and Noel are like-minded in this regard, and their desire to hunt apostles has reached a morbid level.

However, Moran didn’t think anything of it.

In his eyes, with thousands of years of experience, most apostles are perverts that humans cannot understand.

So, even as a True Ancestor, Moran only regards apostles as small livestock.

Noel was so excited that her cheeks turned red.

It can be said that the Department of Policies is a very wealthy place, and she’s joining Lorelei’s team!

The official career that awaits her is a glorious road!

That’s what Noel thought.

In fact, she wasn’t wrong, but she didn’t know that Lorelei was a perfectionist and would never allow anyone in the team to slack off, which would be a fatal blow to Noel, who was infected by Moran’s casual personality.

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"Your Majesty, Lord El-Melloi requests an audience."

Marie walked in from outside the door.

Seeing Noel next to Moran, and the nun’s habit that outlined her full figure in black and white.

At first glance, Marie felt disgusted and repulsed.

The woman in front of her was the executor sent by the Church, and now she was being so rude to their king.

"Kayneth? Let him in."

Moran was slightly puzzled.

However, he still planned to let people in first.

Marie and Noel exchanged glances.

In just a few seconds, the two women had fought several rounds in their minds.

"Hmm? A Church dog... executor?!"

The moment Kayneth came in.

He also showed a very surprised expression, actually seeing the Church’s executor next to the king.

Britain doesn’t welcome the Holy Church very much.

Even the Mage’s Association is openly hostile to the Church.

Kayneth didn’t have a good look on his face for the Church personnel.

If this wasn’t the noble and elegant hall of the palace, he probably would have said the word "lackey" directly.

The vigilance in Marie and his eyes did not dissipate.

Magi and executors have been fighting for many years, and meeting each other almost means bloodshed.

"Don’t be so nervous. She’s one of my people, relax."

Moran noticed the smell of gunpowder in the air.

Noel, despite being unhappy, also knew her position.

She is still a nun and executor of the Holy Church.

Just appearing in this palace is a great disrespect, and it is already very lucky to only be guarded by Marie and Kayneth.

She didn’t want to cause too much trouble for Moran.

However, Moran being able to say that she was one of his people made Noel feel very sweet inside.

"Since it’s the king’s decision, there must be a deep meaning. Hmm, I, Kayneth, didn’t see this nun of the Church today."

Kayneth saw through Moran’s thoughts at a glance.

He could see that this nun had a deep relationship with Moran, and he could never casually discuss it.

However, the king even has a nun from the Holy Church...

Kayneth could only sigh at this.

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