The remote teleportation array from Bran South to the north was destroyed by Tang En a month ago. This is not something that can be repaired by changing parts. After all, it is something from ancient times. There are really not many people who know this now, so don’t say that it is just one month, and it’s a big problem whether it can be repaired in half a year.

Of course, it was just that the south was destroyed to the north, and the teleportation array in the mainland of the north was still good, so although Tang En was exiled to the eastern coastline now, it seemed that it was a long time to go back. In fact, it was not too long. As long as you plan the route, it would be more than a week.

It was just one week, and Tang En didn't think it was too long and it was completely acceptable. After all, it was already a miracle that he could come out of the turbulent space by chance, so he would not dare to ask for too much. Of course, if Tang En knew the crazy behavior of the gray-clothed army under the command of a crazy woman, it would be hard to say whether he would be so calm...

Well, the days of traveling are always boring. Let us temporarily pull our eyes back and return to the small cliff church by the sea.

The young nun has not been in a good mood these days. Even though he finally confirmed the name that has been changing, he still feels inexplicably angry and inexplicably annoyed.

It should be said that the life of the young nun is indeed boring. For more than ten years, she has been with an old man who doesn’t like to talk, guarding this dilapidated church, and guarding this lonely sea. No normal people can stand it, let alone her youth like this. But the real problem is not this, she has long been used to such a life. Perhaps, she is just a little uncomfortable for the time being...

The little nun likes to pick things up from outside, and has everything, beautiful wild flowers, strange shells, lame puppy, and the female cat named Melissa, etc. It is like a scavenger, but she doesn't care, because these can bring her novel feelings, pleasure or sadness. Now she finally finds someone who can listen to her chatter and communicate and respond, even if she is often hit and complained. She is really satisfied and happy. But the good times didn't last long, and the other party left so quickly...

"Black Knight. Do you think Arthur will still remember to come to play with us?" He squatted on the steps of the courtyard with a very unrealistic appearance. The little nun drooped his hair and teased the newborn cats who were shaking their feet and had not yet opened their eyes and asked with a pouting mouth.

"Meow...", a crisp and soft cry, of course, was not an answer, but the little black cat sniffed left and right and hit the target, like food, opening its small mouth with only a few breast teeth. It barely bit the little nun's fingers into its mouth, biting it left and right, and grinding its teeth unremittingly.

Feeling the gentle itchy fingers, the little nun couldn't help but giggle twice, feeling a little better, "You say yes, do you know what his true identity is? Since he left, there have been a few more armored men at the foot of the mountain, as if they were guarding the mountain gate for us. They... are so polite. Just treat me as soon as they see me..."

The young nun was just simple, not stupid. Tang En had mentioned identity issues before, but from the use of Arthur's pseudonym, he knew that he must have made up randomly. Now seeing the Protestant people coming to him not only be polite, but also overly polite behavior, the young nun could of course guess what Tang En should have concealed.

Hum, it's a liar-

"Cindy, Cindy... You're here!" Just as the little nun picked up the little black cat and put it on his knees, preparing to open up his chat skills, Father Mason suddenly rushed into the courtyard with a hurried look and pulled her up, "Quick, the guest is here. Follow me to the foot of the mountain to greet him."

"Ah? Cat, the cat fell...who should we welcome?"

"I don't know, the Knight of Yamashita just came up to inform me. I heard that he was a Protestant figure."

"Oh, it's Protestant again." The surprise thought that Arthur came back was shattered in an instant. The young nun pouted and was dragged away listlessly. "Come on, come on, and be a big man, what's so amazing... Uncle, are you planning to join Protestantism?"

"I haven't thought about it. Wait until I take the time to go to the Protestant territories to see if what they said before is true. If so... then let's talk about it. Alas, don't talk about it for now. Go quickly, don't be rude..."

"I'm rude... Humph, it's not that they come, Arthur wouldn't be in a hurry to leave..."

"I'll take your stubborn temper and talk well later, don't cause trouble, do you know? Otherwise, I can't save you..."

He stammered his neck and shouted, "I won't accept it. If you have the ability, they will beat me to death. Arthur will avenge me... Oh, ears, it hurts..."

...

It was too late to greet them. When the two of them walked to the front yard awkwardly, they had not stepped on the stone steps down the mountain, and in their conspicuous sight, they had already seen a team of knights protecting a carriage to the foot of the mountain. Behind the fishermen who were curiously following, they looked at them from afar and pointed.

"Hmph, others ride horses and ride in a car..." He narrowed his eyes and saw a figure walking down the carriage surrounded by everyone. Without waiting for the greeting, he walked up the stairs directly. The little nun curled his lips, "The airs are quite big."

"Shut up!" Maisen pulled the little nun quickly down the stone steps with his black face, and told him in a nagging manner, "No matter what, they were clergy before, so it is appropriate to welcome him. Don't show off to others later, do you hear it?"

"Heard-" Looking at Mason's arms raised again, the little nun dragged his tone and agreed wisely and well-behavedly.

As soon as they got up and down, the speed was not slow. When the young nuns walked to the mountainside, they clearly looked at the group of people not far away, especially the "big man" who was walking in the front, their expressions were stunned and looked at each other: "Woman?"

She is indeed a woman, and she is a very heroic woman with a unique charm and a unique and beautiful woman.

"Father Mason, Sister Siying?" When the young nuns were stunned and in a daze, the heroic woman had already arrived in front of her, and she paused with a faint warm smile on the corner of her mouth, and she greeted first.

"Uh, yes."

"It's Cindy." The young nun subconsciously said to correct it, wiped it and muttered it, "I changed my name, now I'm Cindy." The resentment when he came disappeared in an instant, because the young nun found that he was standing in front of the other side and suddenly lost confidence, just like an ugly duckling...

"Oh, sorry, Sister Cindy." The heroic woman nodded and smiled. Then, she took a step back and saluted, "I'm Xia Wei'an for the first time when I met."

He opened his mouth slightly, Father Mason and the young nun were stunned on the spot, like a statue. He even forgot to return the gift...

...

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, and the influence seem invisible and intangible, but it actually exists. It is like a shadow that follows you, and you can't even get rid of it if you want to.

There is no need to say anything about Xia Wei's reputation. Even if it is not as loud as the sound of the sword god Wu Ding, it is at least a loud corner. Whether in Bran or in the distant Northern Wilderness tribe, this name, this beauty, and the results of this battle in one shot are often mentioned.

This is the case outside, let alone the inside of the temple. There is no concept of idols in the other world, but as the only woman among the twelve knights in the temple, Xia Weian is in the hearts of the people in the temple. Especially in the field of middle and lower-level clergy, she is definitely an idol-level existence.

And now the idol who is staying in the legend suddenly appears in front of you. You can imagine that the little nun’s mood is now... chaos, very messy, quite messy!

"He was injured? It was serious? I heard that you saved him on the beach?"

"He has lived here for a month? Is it this room?"

"Haha, this rattan chair was made by him. He likes to tinker with these weird things..."

"That... sir, are you talking about Ah, Arthur?"

Xia Wei'an's arrival not only shocked the young nuns, but also felt even more confused. Xia Wei'an is one of the new coaches, and they knew the news. But they could not guess why Xia Wei'an came here. Is there anything here that can be linked to her?

Yes! Mason thought about it for a while and finally thought of the young man who had been healing for more than a month. Only this episode that suddenly came and quickly left could be related to Xia Wei'an.

That's the case. Xia Wei'an had no intention of hiding her intention. After entering the church, she asked about Tang En directly. To be honest, although Tang En lived here for more than a month, her relationship with Mason was really average. Apart from the treatment once a day, the two basically had no communication.

Thinking of this, Mason led Xia Wei'an to Tang En to the hospital behind, so he winked the young nun and turned away... However, although the young nun had been following, he was still in a state of brain crash. He didn't see this wink at all. He just waited for Xia Wei'an to ask several questions during the visit, and then he reacted in a daze.

As Xia Wei'an said to him... it seems to be Arthur?

"Arthur? Oh. Haha, he sometimes calls this name." Suddenly, Xia Wei'an remembered something, shook her head and laughed, then looked up and down at the restrained young nun, and said with a smile, "But see him next time, you can call him Tang En, this is his real name."

"Ah?" the little nun blinked in a daze, "He doesn't like his real name either?"

Of course, Xia Wei'an didn't know this joke. When he heard this, he thought the young nun was angry that he was cheated, and waved his hand and explained: "Don't misunderstand, he didn't mean to deceive you. Changing his name is for himself, and even more for you. After all, hehe, his reputation for this name is not very good, especially for the Temple of Light."

"Oh..." the little nun nodded in a vague way.

"Can you tell me about him? For example, how you saved him, and his injuries at that time..." After a pause, Xia Wei'an suddenly frowned slightly, subconsciously stroked her lower abdomen, took a light breath, and then pointed to the rattan chair under the sun in the courtyard, "Can I sit there?"

"When, of course."

"Thanks!"

After a period of buffering, coupled with Xia Wei'an's kind attitude from beginning to end, the young nun finally came to his senses from the huge impact of seeing his idol. He took a deep breath, raised his hand to knock on his little head, secretly scolded himself for being useless, and then walked into the courtyard with a little frustration. Seeing Xia Wei'an turn around lightly, holding the handle of the rattan chair with one hand, gently stroking the lower abdomen with the other, and slowly sitting down...

After all, as both women, the young nun who woke up instantly found that his idol's behavior was a bit weird, as if he was a little too careful? But he just sat down...

He was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized something, subconsciously stared at Xia Wei'an's lower abdomen, and said quickly: "Sir, you...uh..."

Following the little nun's sight, Xia Wei'an looked down at her lower abdomen, took away her palms, and shook her head casually: "Oh, nothing, this is just an accident... Well, let's talk about him, I want to hear..."
Chapter completed!