As A Cardinal, I Don't Do Overtime Chapter 105 – It's Up to You, Sheryl!

Buy the groceries, pay the money, and go home.

The whole trip was smooth and smooth.

Cardinal Monn carried the basket of groceries.

There were all kinds of fish in it.

Sheryl asked in puzzlement, “What Day Is it today? Why are there all kinds of fish?”

Cardinal Monn glanced at Ace, who was sneering, and said calmly, “Tonight, we'll have the all-fish feast.”

“PFFT!”

Ace couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She thought of Mon's confident look this morning.

As expected, they had the all-fish banquet tonight.

They were buying it.

Sheryl looked at Cardinal Monn and Ace, who exchanged glances with each other and had a suspicious look on her face.

She suspected that these two people might have some little secret behind her back.

Sheryl's expression turned serious when thinking of this, and she hurriedly asked, “Are you guys hiding something from me?”

Cardinal Monn pretended not to hear Sheryl's words.

How could he tell Sheryl that he couldn't catch any fish?

Alice didn't want to tell Sheryl, thinking that this was her and Mon's secret.

Besides, Sheryl's expression was fascinating. Let Her guess.

Elma was also perplexed.

Mon's father, who was usually so 'poor,' was willing to buy fish today?

This thought made her little head feel incredulous.

She asked softly, “Father Munn, are we going to celebrate the new year early today?”

Hearing Elma's question, Munn's face darkened.

It was all caused by a man's Pride!

If it weren't for his bragging in the morning, Munn wouldn't have bled so much.

Although Sheryl felt like she was being ostracized, at least she had eaten back the value of her pile of gold pounds tonight.

That night, she played a little game with Elma.

After Elma fell asleep, there was a five-piece chessboard between Saintess Ise and the eldest Princess Sheryl, and the flames of war spread in their eyes.

“Let's Have a showdown, your Highness!”

Ise stared at Sheryl, her fighting spirit rising.

The eldest princess's eyes lit up with a pair of green-gray eyes, and her voice was firm. “The first time to block Grace!”

Hearing Sheryl's words, Ace's fighting spirit grew more potent, as if it was about to overflow.

Seeing that the flames of war had suddenly spread to him, Cardinal Monn did not bother to watch the show. He left hurriedly after saying, “I'm going to bed.”.

Women were horrifying!

This was the last thought Cardinal Monn had before he entered the house.

While Cardinal Monn and the others were relaxing at home, General Patton stood on the city wall of St. Servant.

A gust of cold wind blew his shawl up behind him.

He looked at the opposite side of St. Servant from afar.

There was a group of orange lights there.

It was the camp of the werewolf army.

“Why haven't they attacked yet?”

This was what General Patton was thinking at the moment.

He didn't even have time to eat before he went to prepare for the trap of the werewolves.

He was confident that as long as the werewolves dared to come, he would make them stand up and lie down!

In the end, it was almost midnight, but the werewolves still did not make any movements.

This made General Patton's mood not very beautiful.

“Could it be that the werewolves are waiting for the wee hours before they start to attack the city?”

Looking at the soldiers on the verge of collapse and looking extremely sleepy, General Patton gritted his teeth and decided to wait a little longer.

They had to wait. If the werewolves were to be caught off guard, then they would be the sinners of humanity!

Nine o'clock in the morning, Munn, Ace, and Sheryl climbed up the city wall of St. Servant.

At a glance, they saw the soldiers with dark circles under their eyes still standing at their posts.

As well as General Patton's tall and straight posture, his eyes were slightly closed as if he was resting.

Sheryl called out softly, “General Barton?”

General Barton immediately opened his eyes, his sharp gaze looking in the direction of the Werewolf Camp Like an unsheathed sword.

Looking at the still quiet werewolf camp, he gnashed his teeth and said, “These damn werewolves, they didn't attack all night!”

A question mark slowly appeared on the heads of Ace and Sheryl.

Shouldn't it be a good thing if they didn't attack?

After all, the defensive formation of St. Selwans had been broken.

Very quickly, Sheryl asked this question, “Isn't it a good thing that we didn't make it in time?”

General Barton took a deep breath. “I carefully prepared so many traps, but none of them came in handy. I even made the soldiers defend for such a long time!”

Only then did Cardinal Monn and the other two understand why General Barton was so angry.

However, the unusual fact that the werewolves did not attack caught their attention.

Cardinal Monn stood from the werewolf's point of view and thought for a moment. He understood the werewolves' intentions.

He calmly said, “The werewolves did not attack. They only had three purposes.”

“One, to conserve energy.

Two, to exhaust the energy of the humans

Three, if they still did not attack during the day, then they are accumulating energy. When the Moon appears at night, they will take down St. Servant.”

Hearing Munn's analysis, Ace and the eldest princess nodded in agreement.

General Barton was not surprised.

As a veteran of the Kate kingdom for many years, he had long thought of this possibility.

But he also could not bet on the future of the human race.

So last night, he still stood firm on the city wall.

What if the werewolves suddenly launched an attack at some time in the morning?

But what if? It's always better to be safe than sorry!

This was exactly what the werewolves were plotting.

He knew that you would not dare to bet because the werewolves were the ones who had the initiative to launch an attack!

Munn also knew the critical point of this problem.

To eliminate the werewolves, humans had to have the initiative.

Since werewolves didn't attack, then they had to find the initiative during today's working hours!

This was Munn's idea at the moment.

If you don't have the initiative, then create one!

Ding Ling ~

A crisp sound attracted Munn's gaze.

He saw a few white crystals that Munn had condensed with holy power hanging on the waist of Ace's white nun's dress.

This scene made Munn speechless.

Since when did his phone have so many spatial coordinates?

However, these spatial coordinates gave Munn an idea.

A plan called Operation Beheading quietly appeared in his mind.

But he didn't say it out loud.

He wasn't sure if the werewolves would attack during the day.

But even if they did, the plan was a way to get rid of the San Serwan werewolves once and for all.

It just lacked a critical person.

Who could place his spatial coordinates in the werewolves' camp?

Moreover, after being discovered by the werewolves, they wouldn't kill him immediately.

He had to be more valuable to the werewolves than dead.

With this in mind, Monn's gaze drifted to the Kate Kingdom's eldest princess, Sheryl.

This…

He had just cheated her of her money a few days ago, and now he wanted to put her in danger.

This wasn't good, right?

Chapter end