Chapter 1941 There Is a Dragon in the West (28)

As for the undead, people have been sent to trace the traces, but the situation is not optimistic. Especially when people from the Holy See are sent to convey messages, signs of the activities of undead and monsters have become more and more frequent.

Not only were the people affected by the panic, but even the priests felt a little uneasy.

As a saint of the Holy See, Shen Mubai naturally has this responsibility to comfort her.

Running back and forth like this would be too much for her body no matter how strong it was, not to mention that she would have to treat Raphael when she came back.

After falling asleep unconsciously, she woke up in a daze until there was movement. She found that the male protagonist was looking at her, and she couldn't help but wake up, "Raphael."

Raphael propped himself up, lowered his eyes, took in the girl's movements of rubbing her eyes, calmly controlled the emotions inside, "Thank you for your treatment."

Shen Mubai always felt so tired that his reaction was a bit slow, "How do you feel, Your Excellency?"

The silver-haired girl may be a little tired, with a light sleep mark on her snow-white skin, making her amber eyes hazy, and even the priest's robe is a little messy.

People can't help but feel lust, and let the holy atmosphere gradually infect other things.

Raphael's blue eyes were deep and his smile was almost meaningless. "With the help of the Holy Lady, I'm much better now."

"You seem to be tired. Did something happen?"

The black-haired boy looked at her and spoke in a questioning tone.

Shen Mubai did not hide anything and told the news from the Holy See.

Raphael said calmly, "Compared to those monsters, the undead are more difficult to deal with."

Shen Mubai felt the same way, especially the powerful undead, just encountering one would be enough. Therefore, the male protagonist is really lucky to have escaped death this time.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but said, "Raphael, you can't resist the power of the undead alone. I think if you are not sure, you must find a way to escape."

Raphael stared at her with dark eyes, "Are you worried about me?"

When Shen Mubai looked at these blue eyes, she felt an indescribable sense of escape. She pretended to be calm and said coldly, "I am a saint of the Holy See."

Raphael showed no other expression, but there was darkness and filth hidden in his eyes that was difficult to detect.

He looked at the girl in front of him almost tenderly and smiled slightly, "Thanks to the gift of the Holy See and the God of Light."

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After washing his body, Shen Mubai was so tired that he quickly climbed into bed. Even though he used several light spells, he still couldn't get rid of the faint feeling of fatigue.

She closed her eyelids, but felt an indescribable feeling when using her power of light.

Shen Mubai didn't take it to heart, just thinking it was because of the excessive consumption these days.

The city lord understood the danger of the current situation, and when arranging manpower to cooperate, he did not forget to show courtesy to everyone in the Holy See.

After all, it is inevitable to ask the other party for help,

For example, tonight I held a cocktail party to relax and unwind in the name of compassion.

Many of them invited some nobles.

As a saint, Shen Mubai naturally had to participate, but when she was there, under the eyes of so many people, how could she be full?

Compared to the cold and noble saint.

The nobles seemed much more excited.

Even among the upper class, they had never seen anyone with such an outstanding appearance.