As A Cardinal, I Don't Do Overtime Chapter 90 – The Leisure Orthodox Church

“A sword?”

Barton felt a little strange when he heard what the royal soldier said.

He heard the royal soldier speak again, “Yes. It's because Cardinal Monn stuck his flaming sword at the city gate. The sword is still burning with flames. The flames seem to come alive once the werewolves approached the gate. It would chase after the werewolf until it burned them into ashes.”

General Barton's pupils constricted when he heard that.

He knew that the sword was abnormally powerful, but he did not expect that it would still be so powerful even without the owner of the sword.

It scared the werewolf army to the point that they did not dare to charge at all?

“Report!”

An anxious voice suddenly came from outside of General Barton's door.

A royal soldier suddenly rushed in with an anxious look on his face. He quickly reported, “General! The Werewolf Army that was originally on the southern battlefield of St. Servant suddenly appeared on our side of the battlefield for some unknown reason! The soldiers were caught unprepared and suffered heavy casualties. Only a few soldiers managed to escape into the city!”

“What!”

General Barton was shocked when he heard this.

At the same time, he realized that the group of werewolves could not cross the cardinal's sword, so they gathered to attack their northern gate.

Barton was so angry that he felt like hitting the table, but he hit nothing. It turned out that the table had been smashed into pieces by him.

He scolded, “These detestable werewolves are looking down upon me.”

Princess Cheryl, who was outside, heard their conversation, and she could not help but have a worried expression on her face.

To be honest, she wanted to get off work too. It was not easy for her to follow the army to St. Servant. She thought that she could meet Monn every day, but in the end, she did not even have time to rest on the battlefield.

On the other hand, it was easy for Ace to follow around Monn. She could get off work on time like Monn. She could even stay at Monn's house and eat the food that Monn cooked.

Cheryl's eyes flashed with envy.

However, as the princess, she had to lead by example. She could not get special treatment. She could only rest when the soldiers rest.

“Hey, have you heard about the situation on the battlefield over there?”

“What's the situation?”

The conversation between the two soldiers attracted Cheryl slightly. She was still sensitive about the word “southern battlefield”. So she stood where she was and listened quietly.

“I heard that the Holy Knights over there have already rested. Some of them even went to the city to drink!”

“What? Is that true?”

“Of course, it's true! Can't you see that the werewolves who were on the southern battlefield have all come here? No werewolves were on their side. Of course, they could rest.”

“Hiss…”

Another soldier took a deep breath when he heard that and said with envy, “I wish I can enjoy like them!”

Another soldier smacked his lips and continued, “That's not all. When Cardinal Monn, who looked like the G.o.d of Fire, stabbed his sword into the city gate, those werewolves didn't dare to move forward!”

“Cardinal Monn is brave! Do you think it would be easier if we were soldiers under him?”

“Shh!” The soldier hurriedly made a gesture of silence. After seeing that there was no one else around, he said, “You mustn't say that again. General Barton is dissatisfied with Cardinal Monn because he did not come last night. Be careful that your words don't reach General Barton's ears, or else you'll be in trouble!”

The other soldier hurriedly nodded and didn't dare to say anything else.

Cheryl heard the conversation between the two soldiers and could not help but shake her head with a bitter smile. Envy came from comparison.

However, General Barton was also thinking for the sake of the humans. No one was right, and no one was wrong either. Both had different ways of dealing with things.

In the southern battlefield of St. Servant.

Only a few patrolling Holy Knights were patrolling on the city wall. The rest were nowhere to be seen.

A one-handed sword burning with scarlet flames was left standing on the ground at the south gate.

It was like a fiery red flower blooming in the night, dazzling and gorgeous.

On the other side, in Monn's small villa.

Ace was gobbling up dishes made from the best ingredients bought with the money Cheryl gave Monn yesterday on the dining table.

She mumbled, “Is it okay leaving no one guarding on the city wall?”

Monn was eating his dishes elegantly. He was a little speechless when he heard Ace's words.

“I see that you're eating with ease.”

Ace was stunned. The food in her mouth made her cheeks puffed up like a hamster.

She looked cuter with her cheeks puffed up and stunned.

Monn shook his head and continued to eat.

He was not worried at all about Ace's doubts.

But he was still a little disappointed with the werewolf's techniques.

After all, the scarlet flame was only the beginners' level way of using Elendil.

The core of Elendil was the pure white flame from the first time he tried it.

That flame had some special effects.

Unfortunately, this group of werewolves didn't give him the chance to use it.

After eating and drinking his fill, Monn stretched his back and said to the freeloader, “I'll leave the job of washing the dishes to you.”

After saying that, Monn walked quickly to the courtyard without waiting for a response from Ace.

Ace, who had a confused look on her face, was left behind.

When did they have such a rule?

Monn finally found a way for Ace, who had been freeloading for days, to pay off her debt.

Monn took a deep breath of the fresh air in the courtyard.

He looked up at the moon hanging high up.

The moon in this world was red, unlike the moon in his previous life.

It seemed to reflect the uniqueness of this world.

In this world of werewolves, vampires, and other races, it was normal for the moon to be red, right?

Monn thought it felt good not to wash the dishes after dinner after taking a deep breath of fresh air.

He wondered why he hadn't thought of asking her to do that before.

He should have let Ace wash the culinary and dishes on the first day she came to freeload.

Only when he felt that she might have done washing with the dishes did he go in.

He nodded in relief, seeing that the kitchen was clean and she had neatly arranged the plates and bowls.

Then he walked into Alma's bedroom and saw that Ace was staring at him resentfully.

Monn looked at the chessboard she and Alma were playing.

Monn glanced at it and asked, “Ace, did you lose to Alma?”

Ace's face instantly blushed when she heard that.

She still couldn't win against Alma even after so many days! She was just too stupid!