Chapter 672 Chapter 130 The Cleric and the Young Lady Nun
The Church of Vinash City was built in the absolute center of the city. Even as the sunset sank below the horizon and the twilight dissipated, in the shrouding night, it still shone like a burning torch, emitting light and warmth.
In the twenty years since the calamity descended, on cold snowy nights, the Church’s name was indeed a beacon in everyone’s hearts, illuminating the darkness. Compared to secular lords and councils, these warriors of faith were more respected by the people.
Therefore, even though the Count’s castle was sealed, after the hidden unrest, more people still chose to trust Trist, who was known as a hero, and the representatives of the Church.
Tomorrow, it would be the Divine Hymn Ceremony that the Church had promised them.
Among them, those with extra sources of information vaguely knew that at that ceremony, the Saint Cardinal, an envoy from the Holy See, would bring them the grace to dispel the Frost God, and they also had additional expectations for the Divine Hymn Ceremony.
On the high windows of the church, the burning firelight was reflected. The cold wind “howled” and beat against them, and a gust of wind that seeped in brought an icy feeling, causing the candlelight in the corridor to flicker, dimming and brightening unstably.
Outside the church, the flickering firelight reflected off metal armor. It was evident that besides the enforcement clerics and church guards, the Church was garrisoned with quite a number of secular knights, to prevent the desperate and ferocious Frost Calamity cultists from making a final desperate attempt.
Light footsteps sounded briefly in the corridor.
A shadow, dressed in a nun’s robe, walked over from not far away. A small shadow, under the swaying candlelight, was cast on the carpeted floor. Although her hood covered most of her cheek, just the bare hint of pure white skin was enough to imagine her exquisite face.
It seemed that the gust of cold wind blew in had made the nun feel a little scared. She held up her hem and ran to the window, carefully closing the blown-open glass.
Behind her, followed an older nun in a white robe. Just now, the girl’s timid and fearful behavior had been seen by her.
However, from the girl’s earlier introduction, the nun knew that this “Miss Leisa,” who was still like a child, was a novice nun who had only arrived not long ago, so she held understanding and pity for her fearful behavior.
She considered the girl’s behavior to be fear of the Frost Calamity and the darkness.
“Sister Leisa, you don’t need to worry. Your father sent you to the Church, and he must have thought it would be a safe place. Moreover, not only are there knights stationed in the Church, but Lord Trist and Cardinal are also present in charge.”
The nun in the white robe comforted her softly, “Even if those Frost Calamity cultists really cause trouble, nothing will happen.”
“Mmm… Thank you.” The novice young lady replied with her head down, timidly.
The older nun showed a slight smile. However, she could only comfort her junior, as she had other work to do. “I have something to attend to, I need to see Sister Maria. Please escort Sister Leisa to Count Robert.”
The nun was speaking to a cleric in a black robe behind her.
“Don’t worry. I will take her there,” the black-robed cleric replied. His voice was very young, but the trace of pure and sacred flame aura that emanated from him proved that he not only had devout faith, but his strength was also not to be underestimated.
Seeing his promise, the nun nodded, relieved, and turned away, walking towards the other end of the corridor.
The black-robed cleric walked in front of “Sister Leisa” to lead the way for her. The burning candlelight illuminated light and heat, casting slender shadows behind the cleric and the nun.
Besides the quiet footsteps, “Sister Leisa” seemed to be shyly lowering her little face, and everything seemed to be normal.
However, if her hood were to be removed, one could clearly see that this “nun” young lady, with her slender hands tightly clenched, her chest slightly heaving, was puffing out her pure white cheeks in annoyance, her golden big eyes wide open, staring at the black-robed cleric walking beside her.
[You guy… didn’t we agree? Why did you follow me in.]
The cleric walking beside her had a rare smile on his face.
[I was just worried about you. I knocked out this cleric and left him with Miss Shiel… Besides, the church’s security isn’t as heavy as you said, I sneaked in quite easily.]
[You!]
Under her hood, the nun raised her eyes in displeasure and glared at him.
The novice nun was, of course, Verafia, who was disguised as “Leisa.”
In the process of entering the church, with the guidance of the Kasha Cult, Verafia did not exert much effort. However, as soon as she approached the church, she was surprised to see Ig, the idiot disguised as a black-robed enforcement cleric, boldly walking in through the main entrance of the church.
However, before they could even exchange a word, they met the kind nun from earlier, so Verafia had to slightly pull the hem of her robe and pretend to be a timid little nun. Instead, Ig spoke fluently and exchanged many words with the nun.
Fortunately, due to the pure flame aura that Ig exuded, which was even purer than that of many experienced enforcement clerics, this was a symbol of devoutness in the Church of the Fire Saint.
Therefore, the nun did not suspect him too much, merely treating him as an elite cleric from out of town who had arrived in Vinash City with Cardinal Bro.
But, this idiot, how could he be so blatant… wasn’t he worried about his words and actions not matching and exposing himself!
Verafia glared at him in extreme annoyance. If it weren’t for her concern about her identity, she would have directly grabbed him.
Did this guy think that he, who did not yet have platinum-level strength, could do whatever he pleased in a church where a Saint resided?
“Moreover, Young Lady, your arrival at the Church seems to have another purpose… If I can be by your side, perhaps I can help you,” Ig said seriously.
Verafia’s white jade little hand grasped slightly, and she angrily turned her head. Verafia did not want to look at this self-serving guy.
But, since he was following her, she couldn’t just drive him away, could she?
So she turned her head slightly and said reluctantly:
“Well, since you’ve said so, this young lady will agree… But, my identity now is Sister Leisa, and you, you are not allowed to casually touch my hair, or my head!”
Ig smiled. He thought, in the eyes of this Young Lady, was he someone who liked to tease her so much?
Two white-robed clerics walked past. The girl quickly lowered her face, and her small quick steps under the nun’s robe followed beside Ig, pretending to be a humble and pious little nun.
Fortunately, these two clerics were just passing by and did not arouse any suspicion.
Ig paused slightly, raising his gaze, he scanned the environment within the church and suddenly said, “Young Lady, do you feel that this church has some abnormalities?”
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After thinking about it, I decided to let the male protagonist stay online and accompany Vera.
