Chapter 3 - Calamity Strikes
Whether it's excitement or worry, the day has finally come. Early that morning, all the people of Uno gathered in the square in the center of the town, and in the very center of the square, the bishop, who had been carefully selected from the headquarters of the Holy Land, was reading the list of candidates for the Holy Virgin. After that, there are various tests for the candidates.
"They are the most devout believers in the church, and they are the purest beings. However, there is only one acolyte who can be an angel," the bishop was giving an impassioned speech, "this time the holy woman is Lalaina, the daughter of Dalosen!" The square burst into thunderous applause, and it was the highest honor for the angels to have a saint in a small town.
Escorted by four guards, Lalena slowly walked towards the center of the square, and although Lalena was serious on the surface, it did not hide the joy in her heart. As a werewolf, Kavjeka was not welcomed by the Angel Cult, so he could only stand on the outskirts of the crowd and watch, and when he heard that Lalaina had become a saint, he also smiled, he applauded, and turned his head to see a frowning Dallotson with his head down, sighing constantly, and muttering something in his mouth.
"General, it should be a good thing that Lalena became a saint, why do you look so sad?" Kavjeka nudged Daloson and looked at him suspiciously.
"Being a saint will indeed bring great honor to our family and the whole town, but the saint has a very miserable fate. Daloson looked blankly at Lalaina, who was standing on the stage and receiving applause, "As the angel's attendant, the saint is sacrificed to the angel after the coronation ceremony of the saint, so that the soul of the saint can enter the angelic realm and communicate with the angel. For the saint, this is undoubtedly equivalent to a death sentence for herself. Dallotson lowered his head, unable to say a word.
Kafjeka also fell silent, "Does she know Lalaina?" "I didn't think I would choose a child of a military family like me, so I never intended to tell her about this cruel reality, and it is a serious act of blasphemy to talk about the ritual outside of the Covenant period, and if it is discovered, it will be punished with the most severe sanctions. "Lalaina is my only daughter, I can't lose her, how can I have the face to face her late mother without her." Dallotson gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, but he let go of it for a long time.
"It's impossible to fight against the church, I can only accept this fate, this is also the choice of the angels. Dallotsen fell to his knees and began to pray silently.
After the announcement, the people gradually dispersed, and Lalena followed the bishop to the local church for protection. Only a handful of soldiers were cleaning the square, and Darlotson and Kavjeka were standing there, unable to accept the fact.
"Lalena can't die, I'm going to save her. Kavjeka jerked her head up, ready to head towards the church, but as soon as she lifted her leg, she was stopped by Dalosen, "I've lost Lalaina, I can't lose you anymore." You are a werewolf, and the Angel Sect has a very big prejudice against werewolves, and if you go, they will torture you to death. Kavjeka kept trying to shake off Dallosen, and in this constant struggle he couldn't take it anymore and began to cry. "I can't lose Lalaina! she's my sister, if I can't even protect my own family, what qualifications do I have to be a soldier!"
After all, the two did not go to the church, and slowly walked back to the barracks. As soon as they got home, Daloson and Kavjeka saw several believers standing at the door, their hands full of gold and silver.
"Congratulations on the reverence of General Dallosen's daughter as a saint, these are some of the rewards the Church has for you. "A bag full of gold coins is enough for a person to live a life in style. "I don't want any rewards. Dallotson threw the gold on the ground and angrily slammed the door shut, locking the believers out. "Go back, we won't take this money. Kavjeka was about to pick up the gold coins on the ground when one of the believers savagely kicked them away.
"This is the money awarded to the Holy Maiden's family, you lowly werewolf is not worthy of touching it! Let's go!" the believers picked up the money and left the barracks, leaving Kafgerka standing alone.
At night, Kavjeka couldn't sleep, since he was a child, he was tortured and discriminated against because of his status as a werewolf, in such a religious country, no matter how outstanding his military exploits were, because he was a werewolf, he could never become an officer, because he was a werewolf, he could only watch from the very edge of the crowd, because he was a werewolf, and he would always bear most of the responsibility when he made a mistake. Because of the Angel Sect, he has lost too much, and he seems to have nothing to lose, but now, even his sister is going to be taken away by the Angel Sect. Lalena is his spiritual pillar, and he can do anything for her. Lalena was the first to show him affection, and it was she who gave his life a glimmer of light, but now, this last glimmer of light is gradually dimming, and he is in deep grief......
He desperately wanted to go to church right now and desperately rescue Lalaina. However, even if he could barely outrun the guards and escape, where would he and Lalena go, they had nowhere to hide in such a religious state, and it would definitely implicate Da Lossen, and Kavjeka could not afford such consequences.
Like a dead end, no matter what direction you go, it seems to be a dead end, and Kavjeka tosses and turns, unable to sleep.
The moon was so round that it lit up the whole sky, and Kavjeka looked at the moon with a constant stirring in his heart, although after a thousand years, werewolves no longer reacted too much to the full moon. However, the instinct hidden deep in his heart still urged Kavjieka's bestiality, and it also constantly urged the anger in his heart.
At this time, the Holy Land was not idle, and the saints from several nearby areas gathered together overnight. Got together for a short meeting, "This time we must be fully prepared and not let the mistakes of twenty years ago happen again." A regimental leader-like man was banging on the table and kept yelling, "There must be two saints in every town you pass through, and you must let the saint reach the holy city safely!" A man stepped forward, and behind him a man with a bow and arrow nodded silently.
"Yes, Aclaya, Shute, the escort and the first stage of the escort will be left to you. The regiment commander stood up and drew the specific arrangements for the deployment on the sand table, "Let's go back and prepare quickly." So the saints went back to their respective quarters to make the best preparations.
"Let's go, Schutte. The man named Aclaya greeted Schutte and walked towards the carriage, "We can't afford to make any more mistakes. ”
At this time, there was another one who did not sleep peacefully, he looked at the pale sky, "I will not let this tragic reincarnation happen again." ”