I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 371

Chapter 371 Chapter 165 A Probe?
“……Your own business?”
Chrisis’s gaze was somewhat doubtful. She remembered that when she first met Verafia, the young lady’s expression was quite relaxed, as if she had just finished shopping?
However, Chrisis’s gaze was decisively ignored by Verafia.
The girl raised her little head, her clear and pleasant voice like a thin silver bell, saying as a matter of course: “Of course. This young lady is going to find that Eggesti.”
“…Lord Marquis?”
“En. That’s him.”
Verafia’s voice lightly escaped her lips. She did not hide it from the other party, holding her slender hands slightly, her beautiful golden eyes like crescent moons blinking lightly, gazing at the nun’s face.
“It’s about the Church of the Dead Word in your city these days. This young lady is going to see if she can help that guy a little.”
Upon hearing the name “Church of the Dead Word,” Chrisis’s expression immediately became solemn: “Church of the Dead Word… More than half a month ago, I heard Bishop Lord mention it to me, and even when I went out these past few days, I often heard rumors about it.”
The silver-robed nun gently tapped her red lips with her white teeth, then suddenly raised her face to look at the girl.
“Miss Vera, if you can really help Lord Marquis eliminate this evil heresy… I really don’t know what words to use to thank you.”
There was not a trace of doubt in Chrisis’s words regarding the girl’s abilities.
Verafia raised her face proudly, but pretended to be magnanimous and waved her little hands, saying indifferently:
“No need for thanks. After all, this is Ig’s hometown, and this young lady is just doing it incidentally. Moreover, such a small matter is not worth mentioning at all!”
The girl’s voice quickly paused, and she turned her face to look at the nun again, “However, Chrisis, do you know any other information about this Church of the Dead Word?”
“Information about the Church of the Dead Word?”
Chrisis happened to see the girl’s golden eyes, as brilliant and gorgeous as the dazzling golden sun. She paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and then spoke:
“The rumors I heard in Lorinc… there’s nothing special. I suppose Miss Vera already knows. However, these past few days when I was out, I still received a lot of information from church brothers and sisters. It seems Bishop Lord has already learned their location… and is currently joining Lord Marquis’s army to attack?”
As she spoke, Chrisis did not forget to raise her eyes to look at the girl. Verafia nodded her head slightly, proving that she was correct.
“Besides that… it was last week when I met Miss Vera and the young master. Whether it was that Abyss Swordsman Hodrea, or those dark heretics, it is highly possible that they are somehow connected to the Church of the Dead Word.”
Chrisis frowned slightly, seeming to be thinking. She suddenly looked up, “Miss Vera, have you got any clues?”
“Clues? Hmm, more or less there are some…”
Verafia rested her chin on her slender hand, her tender fingertips touching a strand of golden silk hair, her bright golden eyes blinking on her fair cheek, “For example, a Dark Elf hiding in the darkness? Chrisis, do you know anything?”
“Dark Elf?”
The girl’s crisp and pleasant voice made the nun’s face a look of bewilderment. She shook her head, “Are you talking about those dark species produced after those elves fell? Could it be… they are the masterminds behind this Church of the Dead Word?”
Of course, Verafia simply chatted a few words to the nun’s question and dealt with it. After chatting for a few more words, Verafia got up and left, continuing towards her goal.
Leaving the street, most of which belonged to the poor, Verafia’s lotus steps moved lightly, entering the very prosperous market.
As noon approached, the bright sunlight scattered on the ground, making the girl’s mood seem even brighter. Her fair little face looked around, and she hummed a pleasant tune.
“Verafia.”
In her ear, the deep voice of the Black-winged Monarch suddenly sounded. Verafia did not react much. She bit her fruit pastry coated with sweet frosting with her white teeth, and then slightly tilted her side profile. Under the sunlight, her porcelain-like white skin looked especially bright and moving.
However, Verafia’s meaning was simply to tell this Demon Race fellow to speak quickly if he had something to say.
“……”
Anderdun’s voice was silent for a moment, as if he was still not accustomed to some of Verafia’s very girlish actions in front of him.
However, he still continued to speak, “Just now, you mentioned Dark Elves to that nun. Do you already know their trace?”
“How could that be possible?”
Verafia gave a strange glance and said, “Regarding this kind of dark race, aren’t you, Anderdun, much clearer than me? Even you can’t be sure, why are you asking this young lady?”
In fact, although she had learned a lot about the Church of the Dead Word these days, it was only after Anderdun told her about the existence of that Dark Elf that she dimly sensed its existence.
However, even so, Verafia had not found any trace of this Dark Elf’s connection to the Church of the Dead Word.
“Then why did you ask that nun…”
The Black-winged Monarch’s voice suddenly paused, and his tone suddenly rose, “Could it be that you suspect her, and therefore deliberately probed?”
“Ah. It’s not that complicated, this young lady was just asking casually.”
Verafia bit off the candy in her hand, patted her little hands, and then raised her head and said casually.
The girl extended her fingertips to gently smooth a strand of hair by her cheek, her snow-white face looking even more gorgeous and moving in the sunlight. She suddenly blinked her golden eyes, which looked particularly brilliant even in the sunlight, “As for probing or not… Anderdun, do you think I am so bored as to use something so obvious?”
“Then you just now–”
“I already said I was just asking casually, what if she knew? However, the problem you just mentioned…”
Verafia’s gorgeous golden eyes like golden moons suddenly blinked. Her slender lotus steps stopped, and a charming smile suddenly appeared on her fair jade face, “En, regarding this Church of the Dead Word, I think you, the Demon Race from back then, are more suspicious.”
The girl’s gorgeous golden eyes were slightly reflected in the sunlight, her melodious and pleasant voice sounded moving, and coupled with the smile blooming on her exquisite face, even the greatest painter standing here would find it difficult to capture her expressions in a painting at this moment.
However, Anderdun felt a chill, a coldness permeating his body that was far colder than any deep night he had ever seen.
However, the girl seemed to be just joking.
She stretched out her slender fingers to gently pull the golden and smooth hair, raised her white and snowy face slightly, and the solemn mansion of the Lord of Lorinc, which had come with the carriage when she was sitting beside Ig, was already faintly visible in her eyes.
Verafia suddenly tilted her head with force, her bell-like cute voice blending into the sunlight stirred by the gentle breeze.
“En, Eggesti’s Lord’s mansion is ahead. This person’s strength is already quite powerful, yet he hasn’t resolved it… Anderdun, it seems I’ll have to rely on you later!”
After her voice fell, Verafia ignored the Demon Race who had fallen silent again. A faint smile appeared on her raised face, and her slender white silk-covered feet once again moved gently.