Qiao Xiu had already left, and Cheryl took the two contracts to the second level of the Mage Tower.

It was much more empty than the first floor, and the sunlight pouring down from the windows on both sides fell in the center of the second floor, through which Cheryl could see the dust floating in the air and the owl's feathers.

Following the trail of the falling feathers, Cheryl's own best friend, Mother Denessa.

The nun was kneeling on the ground, her hands folded and her eyes closed, she was praying.

In the Holy Religion, there is a rule that every nun must spend about an hour a day praying to the gods.

"Denisha, this is Nolan, not the land of the Holy Religion, no one will care if you pray every day."

Cheryl walked over to Denisa's side, unaware that it was the first time she had reminded her friend of where she was.

"But... It's my duty. Denisha opened her eyes and looked up, her cheeks reflected in her turquoise pupils.

"Duty? These are all lies made up by those liars, why do you still believe them now? ”

Ever since she joined the Inquisition, Cheryl no longer believed in the beliefs preached by the Holy Religion, or lies such as 'God bless the world'.

Her motivation for carrying out her mission was simply to survive, and after defecting from the Inquisition, she was even more disdainful of the faith in the Holy Religion.

"You should know what kind of people are in essence the guys who tell you to pray."

Cheryl had already told Dinisha several times that there were many truths about the Holy Religion Country, and if ordinary people had listened to Cheryl's black history and believed it, they would have apostatized long ago.

But Denisha's life after coming to Nolan, except for spending a little time every day to write about her, the rest of the life has not changed in the land of the Holy Religion.

"Does this have anything to do with my prayers?" Denessa tilted her head in confusion.

"Relationships are the gods you believe in, or they may have made it up." Cheryl said.

The nun shook her head calmly at Cheryl's question.

"Cheryl, when I was very young, I was lost in a forest, and at night I found me in the forest when a light-shrouded elk found me."

She reached into the sunlight, as if wanting to touch the light.

"I believe it must be Monica's incarnation, who saved me."

I don't know how many strange monsters there are in this world, and Cheryl thinks that there is nothing abnormal about the appearance of one or two glowing elks.

But Cheryl didn't spoil Denissa's longing idea at this time.

Belief in itself is sinless, and if you want to blame it on those despicable people who do shady hookups in the name of God.

"Then do you want to go back to the land of the Holy Religion?" Cheryl tentatively asked Denisha for her opinion.

The nun occasionally reads books about the land of the Holy Religion, and she seems to miss her homeland very much in a foreign country.

"I think about it all the time." Denisha once again showed a nostalgic expression on her face: "I go to the orphanage in the Anta district of the Holy City every year at this time to help, I don't know how the children are there this year, and Mrs. Jill in the next block, I don't know if her wet cold has improved." ”

Wait a minute... What were you doing when you were an Inquisitor?

Cheryl watched as the nun crossed her fingers and counted the things she had done in the Holy City one by one.

If it were Cheryl, it might be that she had taken out the den of the underground organization under the orphanage and taken the head of someone's wizard on top.

"Everyone in the Holy City is very kind to me..."Dinisha said this, her voice suddenly became smaller, and the expression on her face was a little lost, but soon she forced a smile and said to Cheryl, "But it's okay, I won't ask Cheryl to take me back, after all, I know that the archbishop hates us very much, and if you go back, you may cause trouble for Cheryl......"

“……”

Cheryl looked at Denisa with a bitter smile, and her hands instantly clenched.

As an insider, she felt an indescribable anger.

At the time of Cheryl's memory, the Holy City was indeed full of warm memories, but this ended until Cheryl came into contact with the Inquisition.

Faced with the recklessness of the court, Cheryl, who was powerless to resist, could only choose to flee to Nolan.

But now she was also powerless to resist, Cheryl glanced at her slender arm, no matter how superb the assassination technique was, she was no match for the Inquisition.

"Cheryl, what are you holding in your hand?" Denissa's voice woke Cheryl from her musings.

"This?"

Cheryl glanced at the two contracts in her other hand, and she almost blurted out something like, 'It's a demon's contract.'

"Dinisha has someone who wants to publish your book."

Cheryl handed her the deed that belonged to the nun, and Denisha took it and glanced at it.

"Publishing? Is it a book that has been turned into paper like "Secrets of Imperial Warriors"? ”

Denisha's writings on the magic web were also written according to her own interests, and her manuscript fee Qiao Xiu directly handed over to Cheryl to manage.

I'm not good at money.

"Well, I heard we're going to hold something... Signings. ”

Cheryl began to patiently explain the terms of the contract to Denissa.

Cheryl, who has given up her role as an Inquisitor, the only thing she can do now is to go as far as possible on the path of creator.

………………

Hearthstone Tavern.

Qiao Xiu stretched his hands, picked up the hot milk he had at his hand and took a sip.

"What are you doing again?"

Ciri walked into Qiao Xiu's study with dinner as usual, and as soon as he walked into the study, he saw all kinds of 'magic net interfaces' in front of Qiao Xiu.

"I'm going to separate the immovable library from the caster forum and make it a website." Qiao Xiu said.

"Website?"

"You can think of it as another caster's forum, which is nothing more than a virtual 'library' where users discuss books."

There is no concept of the World Wide Web in the Magic Web, and the only programs currently available on the Magic Web are those written by Qiao Xiu.

"Just a place to read a book?" Ciri put dinner on the table, and then leaned over to Josei's side to browse the new interface on the magic web.

"It can be understood in this way, and this is just the beginning, in the future, there will be not only websites dedicated to reading books, but also websites for viewing paintings, browsing video records, or buying goods." Qiao Xiu said softly, "This is the real wonderful part of the magic net." ”