The woods are a bit bleak at night, and the sounds that sound from time to time make people have to be vigilant.

Occasionally, a wolf howl can be heard, and the location is deep in the jungle, as if to declare that this area is its domain, and to gather companions to prepare for hunting.

Sitting in the driver's seat of the carriage, Hiiragi made sure that his right hand was wrapped in a new bandage and began to look around to prevent sudden enemy attacks.

On the side, there is a nun who drives the carriage instead of a coachman, and the nun's name is Shikri, which is pronounced similarly to 'holy' if read in English.

Compared to this, Hiiragi is also more concerned about how long it will take to reach the imperial capital, after all, the envelope in his hand needs to be delivered to the minister's hands quickly.

"Mr. Nangong, can I call you that? Why do you walk alone on the dark forest road so late? It's possible to encounter not only bandits like the one you just had, but also monsters. ”

"I understand, but because the carriage broke down in the middle of the way, and I had to hurry to deliver important things to the other party, I chose to rush at night."

"I see, it's really hard, but thanks to Mr. Nangong, we can be safe."

Sister Scikry said this, the oil lamp above the driver's seat of the carriage flickering, illuminating the side of her face, who still looked relatively young.

In the flickering light, Sister Hikryt narrowed her eyes slightly, trying to make sure of the road ahead.

Driving on an empty and lonely forest road always has a sense of sadness.

In order to dispel such a depressing atmosphere, Hiiragi also asked his own questions, even if they could not be answered.

"And why are you in such a late hour?"

"It's going to the exchange meetings organized by the various churches, and at the same time, some overcrowded churches will send orphans to other churches that are understaffed to relieve the pressure, and those children come from the [Crono] church on the west side."

"In this case, will you also go to the imperial capital?"

“………………”

Sister Hikri's shoulders trembled when she heard Hiiragi say the words Imperial Capital, as if she didn't want to hear them.

"I, we don't go to the imperial capital very often, because the necessary supplies will be provided by some traveling merchants, and of course there are merchants who often pass by. Could it be that Mr. Nangong is from the imperial capital? ”

It was a visibly wary voice, and Sister Shikri stared into Hiiragi's eyes as she drove as if to confirm whether Hiiragi would lie.

Being stared at so seriously by a young girl, Hiiragi also came to several conclusions in his heart, which is actually the difference between lying and not lying.

However, no matter who knows, it would be foolish to tell Sister Cheekrie that she was Chancellor Earnest's subordinate.

"No, I'm not from the imperial capital, I just went there to meet a relative who lives in the imperial capital, and I sent a letter from someone from my hometown directly to him."

"Yes, that's ......"

Sister Shickley looked behind her, and she spoke after seeing the two children asleep through the window in the center of the driver's seat

"Then I advise Mr. Nangong not to stay in the imperial capital, not to see that it is very prosperous and prosperous on the outside, in fact...... All in all, don't stay in the imperial capital. ”

"Well, I'll think about it then."

"It's no better, because I think Mr. Nangong is a good person, that's why I will tell you that if you are heard by other people, you may be involved in the church together."

After a while, the night grew deeper as the companions went on.

Sister Hickelly, who was driving the carriage, shook her shoulders slightly, and Hiiragi took off her coat and put it over her.

"It's getting colder."

"Thank you, thank you."

Sister Scikri smiled sincerely, and with her free hand straightened the cloak that Hiiragi had also placed on her.

"This is ......"

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing, please don't care about Mr. Nangong, when it comes to caring, I really care that Mr. Nangong can't drive a carriage."

"I've never learned this before...... What should I do if I turn or overturn on the way......"

At the end of the day, Hiiragi doesn't trust transportation very much, and this is the same in the original world, but once you lose it, you can't go anywhere, and Hiiragi understands its importance.

When it comes to driving a carriage, Hiiragi also thinks that it is a technical job, after all, it is necessary to manage the state of the horse while confirming the direction.

"If you have time, next time I will teach Mr. Nangong to drive a carriage."

"That's really grateful."

The car sped down the road, and the surrounding woods receded and became less dense than before.

The wooden wheels turned, the horse's hooves sounded rhythmically, and Hiiragi saw a corner of a domed building not far away.

To say that you see it is to see it, but in fact you are only seeing a 'corner', which is the top of the church.

The entire roof of the church is bathed in a light formed by the confluence of torches and oil lamps below.

"That's our church, there's a priest, and I'm four nuns, and if you're a child, there's sixteen in all."

Counting them, Sister Schickley looked tenderly at the two children sleeping in the carriage.

Follow the road and enter the dirt road on the left at the fork, and after a bit of a rough road, you will come to the main gate of the church.

Two nuns were talking at the door, and when they saw Sikri, they immediately opened the iron gate, which creaked and revealed a path made of stone slabs that were seamlessly spliced together.

Looks like it's still good......

"Sister Shikry! Why did you come back so late! What happened! ”

"yes, it's worrying!"

The two nuns immediately asked, and Shikri had to explain them one by one.

After explaining, the two nuns turned their eyes to Hiiragi, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Mr. Nangong, can you help?"

"No problem."

"I asked the other nuns to take the children away, the priest is probably still in the chapel now, it is estimated that he will not come over for a while, so let's move them to the back of the main hall now......"

The 'they' that Sister Hickley was referring to were the corpses of the coachman and the robbers who had been killed by Hiiragi before.

As a nun, she could not accept the exposure of her corpses to the wilderness, and planned to bring them to the church for burial.

Sure enough, as a cultivator, his thoughts are simple, no, should he say that he is naïve?

Hiiragi also carried the corpses of the two people separately, and Hiiragi also smelled a familiar smell, which was smelled in the previous world - the smell of gunpowder.

Is it on the robbers? Hiiragi also pondered for a moment.

"Any questions, please? Mr. Nangong. ”

"No, nothing, let's go."

Follow Shickley to the back of the basilica, from where you can go directly to the cemetery next to the church.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and Sister Shikri's hat was blown away, and her long golden hair like a tassel poured down, baptized by the fire above, exuding a charming glow.

Stooping down to pick up her hat on the floor, Sister Hickley shrank back with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"It's rude."

"It's okay, can you just put them here?"

"Yes, they don't have to meet with such a thing......"

"Some things are predestined."

As most plots can't be changed, the only way to save someone who has long since died is to lose another significant other.

Regarding this point of view, Hiiragi also learned from "The Gate of the Destiny Stone", and maybe the explanation is a little wrong......

After solving a problem, Hiiragi, who was about to leave, was stopped by Sister Hickley.

"Mr. Nangong, how about a night's rest here? It's dangerous to travel at night, right? Tomorrow there should be traveling merchants passing by, so you can go with them to the imperial capital. ”

"Is that okay?"

"I think the priest will agree, after all, there are still a lot of empty rooms here, so he will accept children from other churches."

That's right, Hiiragi nodded, and at the same time recalled the situation he had just encountered.

I always feel that there is a sense of disobedience.

He followed him to the building next to the church, a wooden building, some old, full of creepers, but very clean inside.

Arriving at the door of the room next to the stairs on the second floor, Hickley pointed to the door.

"Mr. Nangong can use this room as he pleases, I'll go and rule over the priest, I'll call you again tomorrow, do you need dinner?"

"No, I'm not hungry, I'm in trouble."

"Then, thank you again for Mr. Nangong's rescue before."

Seeing Sister Hickley thank her and leave, Hiiragi breathed a sigh of relief and put aside the clothes that Sister Hickeri had returned.

Lying on the bed, the pattern of the roof is a bit like it blooming in summer, and the vase in the room is filled with a fragrance that makes you drowsy.

It didn't take long for Hiiragi's consciousness to begin to blur.

"Are you too tired?"

Hiiragi also turned sideways to look at the door, and it was at this time that he heard footsteps at the door.

Hiiragi, who wanted to get up to check, also lost his center of gravity on the way, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Exhausted?!

As if the sound of Hiiragi falling to the ground was a signal, the door was pushed open.

No, it was knocked open.

"It's now!"

The leader was Sister Sikry, with a long knife in her hand, and the man behind her must be a priest, right?

"You ......"

Before he finished speaking, the priest standing in the back raised his gun at Hiiragi.

"You're from the Empire! There is also a pattern of nobility on the outer garment! ”

The dress?

Hiiragi also twisted his neck to look at the clothes behind him, and near the shoulder, he noticed the pattern.

What exactly is the pattern?

Is it really aristocratic?

Hiiragi also remembered the smell of gunpowder he smelled, could it be that the carriage was transporting gunpowder?

Thinking of this, the priest had already pulled the trigger.

Bullets - not fired.

Resisted, it was a tall man, who shouted as he slapped the bullet with his palm

"Free your soul!"

The next moment, the priest's upper body was smashed and stuck to the wall facing the door like peanut butter.

Shikrime panicked, then shouted in fear.

"No, don't!!!"

It was a harsh sound, but it only lasted for a second.

A gust of wind passed Hiiragi, and then the sound of bones breaking was heard, and Sister Hickley's head flipped three hundred and sixty degrees.

The man who was holding the nun's weak body, with no clothes on her upper body and her head turned sharply, said

"It's really careless, Nan, these guys are revolutionary."

These two people are one of the four ghosts of Rakshasas!

Immediately afterward, screams were heard outside, and the sound of explosions mixed with the sound of flames gushing out.

Outside the room, there was a firelight.

The man who entered the room at the beginning, the man who smashed the priest's upper body grabbed Hiiragi

"Nan, do you want Zhu Tian and me to liberate your soul?"

“……”

Hiiragi shook his head, and the light of the fire outside seemed to burn down an entire forest.

- The light is the invisible death.