People are reading comics, Luo Hao is my sister

After a while, the bustling streets.

"Ha~ Alas... boring!"

Because it was the time after school or get off work, the streets that usually seemed a bit deserted were actually a bit popular.

At least there were a lot more pedestrians on the street than at other times.

Among the crowds coming and going, Luo Chen was alone on the street with one hand in his pocket, strolling aimlessly.

When a breeze blew, making his short black hair flutter, he couldn't help but yawn.

After creating two secondary holy swords, Luo Chen also stayed in the activity room of the Mysticism Research Department for a while.

Then seeing Rias and Himejima Akeno start to get busy, he couldn't stay any longer, so he left the activity room.

Because the previous ranking game made the relationship between Suriya and Rias go well, so not only she, but also Asia chose to stay to help.

The little nun saw that everyone stayed, so even though she wanted to stay with Luo Chen, she didn't leave with him in the end.

Ravel wanted to follow Luo Chen, but was grabbed by the collar by Rias.

No matter how the arrogant lady made a fuss, she didn't get what she wanted in the end and stayed in the activity room to help, not to mention that she was originally a member of the club.

"Huh? Sure enough, the early bird catches the worm, even though it's already afternoon."

Just when Luo Chen was strolling leisurely... or bored.

As if he sensed something, he looked at a place in front of him and murmured to himself with a smile.

As he continued to move forward, he soon saw two familiar figures on the street - two girls in white robes praying.

It was the two holy sword girls he had just met at school!

"Hey, please give grace to the lost lambs~"

"Please give us the mercy of the Father in Heaven~!"

At this time, Shido Irina, holding a donation box in her hands, stood at a crossroads and said to the passers-by around her.

Beside her, Noah also asked in a pleasant voice.

The two girls were no longer as strong as before, and were standing on the side of the road with troubled faces.

The passers-by looked at them with strange eyes.

It was obvious that the two girls were seeking help in the name of the Lord.

But unfortunately, Japan is a country dominated by Shintoism.

Although there are many Christians, the number is really rare.

So the reality is helpless. They shouted for a long time but no passer-by extended a helping hand to them.

After all, the national conditions of Japan, no matter which world you go to, are not to cause trouble to others and do not want others to cause trouble to you.

So many people just paused to look at the beautiful girls for a few times and then left one after another.

"What's going on? Is this the reality of Japan? That's why I said I hate countries without faith."

"Don't say that, Xenovia. We have used up all our travel expenses. If it weren't for the pagans' mercy, we wouldn't even be able to eat. We can't even afford a loaf of bread!"

In this modern society, indifference has long been the norm.

Xenovia and Irina's words were vague, which attracted a lot of attention.

But no one really came forward to help them.

Xenovia complained, but she seemed to complain to the wrong person. The people here are not without faith, but simply don't believe in their gods. Irina also looked distressed.

"Hmph, to be honest, it's all because you were deceived into selling that strange painting!"

This made the two girls very helpless. After several fruitless prayers, they both sat down on the side of the road in frustration.

Then Xenovia pointed at the strange painting of a saint standing at Irina's feet.

"What are you talking about! This painting was painted using a sacred painting method! The people involved in the exhibition also said so!"

"Then, can you tell who the painting is about? I can't think of it at all."

Indeed, there was a portrait of a foreign-style person on the canvas.

The clothes he wore looked quite poor. Although there was a halo on his head, there was a baby angel in the background, holding a trumpet and flying in the sky.

"... Maybe, Saint... Peter?" Irina said uncertainly.

"What a joke, Saint Peter can't look like this."

"No, he looks like this! I just recognize him!"

Faced with Xenovia's questioning, Irina still said with a firm face. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Even if she became what she is now, it seems that she has no regrets at all.

"Ah, why is such a guy my partner... Lord, is this also a trial?"

"Wait, don't hold your head, come to think of it, now is not the time to be depressed."

Suddenly, Xenovia held her head with both hands and said madly.

And the "culprit" seemed to have no sense of consciousness, and even comforted her, as if he didn't care much about the current situation of the two. []

"Stop making so much noise! ​​I said that Protestants are pagans! They have different values ​​from our Catholic Church! Show more respect to saints!"

"What? It's strange that the Catholic Church is bound by ancient rules!"

"What are you talking about, pagans."

"What? You are the pagan!"

".～..."

The cause of the incident was a painting bought by Shido Irina.

According to her, the painting must depict a saint. Such a meaningful painting, as a believer in the Lord, naturally has to be bought and collected.

So she exchanged all her money for the painting in front of her.

That is to say, they are now penniless.

But Xenovia was very upset, and in her opinion, this painting was used to deceive people, and the person depicted on it was not a saint at all.

And Shido Irina argued with reason, insisting that what she said was right.

The two people who were originally getting along well finally started arguing in the street because of an oil painting that they didn't know whether it was real or fake, and it was about the issue of faith.

"Gu~!" X2

But at this time, the stomachs of the two girls gurgled very unconvincingly.

The two looked at each other, and the buzzing sound from their stomachs made them retreat helplessly, and those who were not in the mood to continue arguing sat on the side of the road.

"...First we have to find a way to fill our stomachs. Otherwise, we can't take back the holy sword."

"That's right. Then, should we threaten the pagans to give us money? If they are pagans, the Lord will forgive us."

"...Attack the temple? Or rob the money box? Let's not do these. Let's use swords to perform street acrobatics. This is a popular entertainment that can be used in any country."

"This is a good suggestion! If we use the holy sword to cut fruits, we should get money!"

"Well, but we don't have any fruits. There is no other way. Let's cut this painting."

"No! This won't work!"

Then, the two who had just calmed down started arguing again.

It's totally unimaginable that they were in the activity room, the two arrogant holy sword girls!

"As expected, you two will starve to death before you die, so you are just here to make fun of me, right?"

"Huh?"

"Who!?"

"...".