Who made him a paladin?

Chapter 22 The New Home and the Constant Arrival of Female Guests

Xia Nan followed Kyle through the long corridor. The murals on both sides of the road depicted bishops and temple warriors from various dynasties, and their faces looked somewhat eerie under the glow of the fluorescent stones.

However, Xia Nan felt that being able to have one's image displayed here for future generations to admire was a great honor.

After all, he still retains the Chinese people's idea of ​​"making achievements and leaving a name in history".

Perhaps because Kyle of the Seven Swords was leading the way, Xia Nan's procedures went extremely smoothly.

First, they went to the Secret Archives to enter their official paladin files and receive their new armbands, and then went to the Holy Residence to register their housing.

During this time, Xia Nan also took the opportunity to fill in the gaps in his understanding of the entire organizational structure of the Holy See.

Simply put, it's not much different from the "military force" that Xia Nan knew in her previous life.

The highest level of power is held by the archbishop, who oversees both church affairs and the affairs of the paladin order.

Below them are Fario, the chief priest, and Felix, the swordsman of the Temple Sword, who is said to be a powerful figure at the level of the Holy Ruins and the highest commander of the paladins.

However, Xia Nan has not seen the real person yet.

Below that are the departments, each with its own specific responsibilities.

The Register of Names is responsible for assessments, personnel, and salary disbursement, while the Examiner's Court is in charge of the examinations and advancement of paladins.

The mission hall, as the name suggests, is where you receive missions.

Logistics consisted of the housing registry of the Holy Place, the dining hall of the Holy Hearth, the Holy Healing House, the armory, and the stables.

In addition, there are the Grey Robe Hall and the Holy Tribunal; the former is in charge of anti-corruption investigations, and the latter is in charge of interrogation and imprisonment.

The Holy Crown Division, which he went to, was further divided into six groups, each led by one of the Six Swords.

As for Xia Nan's group, it's said that we'll only know after he reports for duty tomorrow.

Xia Nan exclaimed, "This is no religious organization; it's clearly an administrative agency."

Interestingly, Xia Nan was not assigned a single room in the dormitory, but rather to Villa No. 7, located at No. 32 Rose Street in Wangdu.

It consists entirely of detached villas of various sizes. The smallest one would cost 3 gold coins per week to rent on the market.

Most importantly, this location is close to the imperial city, and only those with a rank of at least Master or higher can reside here.

This might have been Fario's deliberate arrangement.

Adhering to the spirit of eating and taking things with you, Xia Nan decided to put all that aside for now and just enjoy the present moment.

After all, Xia Nan is thick-skinned, and he doesn't feel ashamed of accepting gifts from people who aren't his friends.

Once you've received the subsidy, things become much simpler.

Xia Nan first went to check on Karl's injuries. After confirming that he was alright, she gave him the compensation money and chatted with him about everyday things along the way.

It's worth mentioning that Xia Nan also learned where Bruce was.

It is said that he spent every day in the tavern doing odd jobs to woo the waitresses.

Xia Nan didn't have any objections.

After all, he is an independent individual with social needs, and we can't keep him tied down every day.

Xia Nan decided that she would have to teach him a lesson next time she saw him, given his sycophantic behavior.

After settling all matters, Xia Nan left her address with Karl and returned to Villa No. 7 alone.

……

Night quietly fell.

Because of Xia Nan's habit of taking a walk after meals, he was strolling through Villa No. 7 at the moment.

The road beneath his feet was paved with neatly arranged stones. Under the glow of the fluorescent stone streetlights, Xia Nan could see the neatly trimmed holly bushes on both sides of the road, as well as the dense forest behind the rows of villas.

A night breeze rustled the leaves, and the air was filled with the rich fragrance of night-blooming jasmine and the low cooing of owls.

Perhaps because there are few activities at night, there are hardly any pedestrians on the road at this moment, making it quiet and peaceful.

Xia Nan followed the path and made two turns before finally returning to the detached villa with the number "18" engraved on its doorplate.

He put his hands on his hips and looked around his new home.

This is a one-story English villa built of red bricks.

The entrance is enclosed by an iron fence, forming a small courtyard of about 10 square meters. Inside, there are night-blooming jasmine and a few clumps of wild roses, but no one takes care of them, so they grow rather wildly.

Xia Nan pushed open the iron gate with a creak and stepped into the courtyard.

Arriving at the path in front of the house, you can see an iron archway above, covered with vines, giving it a somewhat desolate appearance.

Xia Nan took out his key, the brass lock clicked, and the wooden door opened.

As far as the eye can see, there is a wooden weapon rack on the right, which looks quite sturdy.

It's fine to put regular weapons there, but if you put ashes there, the wooden frame might strain your back.

Xia Nan took off her shoes and went inside.

Overall, the first floor space is not large, about twenty square meters, but it is fully functional.

The walls were painted white, and overhead was a sloping, pointed roof supported by crisscrossing oak beams.

Directly in front is an open-plan kitchenette, with a small bar counter built at the front.

The restaurant is located on the left, and it connects to the restrooms.

Xia Nan walked over and pushed open the bathroom door, but there was no toilet inside.

That's not surprising; I'd heard before I came that I'd have to use the public restrooms.

Xia Nan remembered correctly that flush toilets were only used by royalty, and their availability among the general public was far from sufficient. However, the bathing space was quite spacious.

There is a rectangular sunken bathtub in the center of the floor, complete with a washbasin and a full-length mirror.

No need to squeeze into public bathhouses anymore.

For this reason alone, Xia Nan felt that the treatment of Elite Tier 3 was really worthwhile.

After leaving the bathroom, Xia Nan walked back to the living room.

The fireplace, fabric sofa, round wooden coffee table, and windows are all present, showcasing a sophisticated Victorian style.

As Xia Nan's perspective shifted to the right, there was a high-legged bed made of oak.

There is also a desk and a wardrobe next to the bed.

Xia Nan wanted to put a piano in the empty area.

After all, he is a proper performing arts student, and while he may not be an expert in piano, violin, and accordion, he can play them all.

If the overall environment weren't so bad, he wouldn't have switched careers to become a prankster streamer.

To put it bluntly, it wasn't that he wanted to cause trouble; life dealt him a blow first.

Xia Nan collapsed onto the bed; the mattress was surprisingly soft.

Finally, I have a home.

Xia Nan was filled with emotion.

Although this place is somewhat cramped compared to the fully furnished apartment in my previous life that had a refrigerator, color TV, and a large sofa.

But something is better than nothing.

Just as Xia Nan was about to close her eyes, a knocking sound rang out on the door.

Who could it be so late?

"They're here."

Xia Nan hurried to the window, wanting to see who had come, but the vines on the iron archway blocked her view.

Trusting the security of the villa area and not hearing any murderous intent from the [Oath of the End], Xia Nan opened the door without much thought.

however.

The succubus from before was standing outside the door!

"Holy shit!"

Xia Nan wanted to retreat to get the greatsword, but as soon as he turned around, he felt as if he was bound by something behind him and could not move.

It's a technique to freeze people in place.

Xia Nan was somewhat helpless. Since the other side hadn't come with any killing intent, there was only one objective left.

But isn't that still killing?

Still killing billions at a time!

"I underestimated you." Xia Nan feigned composure and said leisurely, "The Holy Tribunal has so many guards, yet you still managed to escape."

The succubus grinned wickedly, then gracefully stepped into the room, closing the door behind her.

She walked around Xia Nan a few times, her fingertips gently tracing his back down to his head.

"You know what?" The succubus pressed her enormous breasts close to Xia Nan's back, "When a succubus becomes obsessed with something, she will do everything she can to get it."

"Is your obsession with me, or with my younger brother?" Xia Nan asked tentatively.

"I don't like making choices, Lord Xia Nan," the succubus said, her breath sweet as orchids. "Oh, no, I should call you master."

It must be admitted that this "master" greatly satisfied Xia Nan's desire for conquest as a man.

In addition, he had been under a lot of stress these past few days and really wanted to find a way to relax.

Although the succubus has a curvaceous figure and is quite attractive, her promiscuous nature is really not something to be complimented.

"I know what you're thinking," Xia Nan said casually, "but I'm warning you, if you dare touch me, you'll absolutely die."

The succubus shook her head gently with a wry smile: "My master, do you think you can still resist? But don't worry, I will be very gentle and won't take your life."

The succubus looked at Xia Nan with a languid gaze, then snapped her fingers, and her clothes vanished into thin air, revealing the demonic patterns on her lower abdomen that were faintly emitting a purple light.

Looks like I'm really hungry.

She first took off Xia Nan's shirt and gave him a passionate kiss.

Despite Xia Nan's best efforts to restrain himself, the succubus's tongue was truly formidable.

Just as Xia Nan was pondering a solution—

knock knock knock.

"Mr. Xia Nan, are you asleep?"

Oh no... that voice belongs to Sylvie.