Chapter 43: The Confessor of the Wall
There are also dungeons in the temple?
How does it sound like it's not the work of the clergy, but the work of demons?
It seems that the Church of Light and Order is not a fuel-efficient lamp either.
"Tell me about it." Vincent said to the blinded saint, "If you dare to play tricks on me, I swear that you will never be cured." ”
"I will not deceive my dearest brother, for to save her, it takes a rare person who is innocent." The Holy Maiden assured Vincent, "Now come with me and visit the confessional room where heretics are held." ”
It turned out to be heretical......
I have heard that the Church is more ruthless in dealing with heretics than against heresy.
But how can a person who is white and innocent be locked up in it?
Which side is wrong here?
Place the prisoners of heresy who need to be tried and imprisoned under the temple, and then be led by the holy woman who has been bewitched by the witch puppet to provide a pass for a demon prince.
The absurdity of this incident really made Vincent not know where to complain.
Everything that happened tonight refreshed his perception of the world.
"Isn't it true that men are not allowed to act casually here?" Vincent asked curiously, "Isn't it appropriate for me to visit heresy now?" ”
"My brother, these sanctimonious fellows, don't think they're holding people inside," replied the saint in a tone of disdain, "you don't have to worry, just put on your hood and take away those you need in a moment." ”
"Huh? Can you take it away without repentance? Vincent was stunned by this casual attitude, "Isn't it a heinous heresy?" ”
"Some are just stubborn guys, and some are people who have been accused, but no evidence has been found for the time being, and they may not be able to prove their heretical identity in the future. One and a half less, no one will care at all. ”
If this was the heart of the saint herself, then Vincent would have no sympathy for her.
Soon, Vincent realized that his ideas didn't quite match the reality.
It turned out that he thought there was a dungeon under the temple to hide those dangerous and skilled heretics.
However, in fact, there is no dungeon under the temple, but there is a semi-underground structure with a low overall height under the equivalent of a long staircase.
When entering, there is no strict guard and a heavy door, only an inconspicuous side door.
The man on the side door heard a knock, opened a small window with only half a face, and peeked out vigilantly.
Seeing that it was actually the Holy Maiden coming outside, the arrogant look on the female guard inside immediately became sincerely frightened.
"Dear Holy Maiden, what is the matter with you?"
"The families of the heretics have come to bring people home."
"Is it an unrepentant heresy?"
"When she sees her family, she should repent."
"But it's not ...... proper way"
"The merciful god asked us to give her a chance, and this noble man has a lot of support for the church."
"Understood, Holy Maiden."
"Unravel defensive magic."
"Yes, sir."
The guard opened the door, and a secret magical seal was unsealed.
"Please come with me, distinguished guest." "It's all female heresies," said the saint to Vincent, "and I would appreciate it if you could be quiet and dignified, and not look around." ”
"Is this child ......?" the caretaker asked, looking at Elsa, who Vincent was holding, suspiciously, "is she sick?" ”
"It's ...... This noble man was an orphan who had just been adopted from the church. The saint improvised and said, "Such a merciful thing does not need you to ask about it." ”
The guards looked at each other with a look of understanding, and did not continue to ask.
The confessional room is actually very large, and the structure inside is more like a large hospital with a large floor, and the building supported by pillars is very stable, and there are right-angled corridors around it, and the corridors are flanked by completely enclosed iron doors.
Since there was no daylight, although there were glowing magic stones illuminating inside, it was still damp and cold, and the air smelled undescribeable.
Through the crack in the iron door, Vincent heard the numb sounds of various women reciting sacred scriptures and scriptures.
How does it look like a somewhat frightening female virtue training class?
Although there are many questions and many things that want to complain, the lord still strictly keeps his promise in order not to make any extraneous branches.
He hugged the unconscious half-orc girl, looked down without looking around, did not ask questions, and followed the saint in his footsteps.
In addition, he really couldn't understand in his heart why the heretics locked up here had the power to save Elsa.
Anyway, the church is an indescribable place, closed and mysterious, and incomprehensible.
"This is it." The saint walked up to an inconspicuous door and told Vincent, "Your niece is still young, and she must be strictly educated in the future, and she will not be allowed to talk crazy anymore." ”
My niece?
Hearing this suggestive sentence, Vincent's heart moved, and he quickly nodded in thanks.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your teachings, I promise to discipline her."
"Repentance should be carried out daily, at least ten times by reciting the hymn of penance and penance, by reciting the prayers of the saints ten times, by fasting for a month and by bathing, and by asking the gods at all times by the act of penance and penance, who will give us the strength to overcome the hidden enemy, and remember that we must come in meditation and repentance in the next month......"
The saint began a series of routine and lengthy teachings, which Vincent fell asleep to, and the guards who followed him were probably too familiar with these things, so he stopped following them, and after opening the door, she allowed the saint to continue to preach to Vincent.
During this time, the puppeted saint quietly glanced at Vincent, allowing Vincent to go in and meet the heretic who could lift the curse.
"She won't be scared when she sees me, right?" Vincent lowered his voice and asked, "I'm a demon." ”
"Don't worry, dear brother." Kiraya's puppet whispered in his ear, "When she sees you, she will definitely see you as if she were a loved one, and she won't be able to get rid of you even if she sees you in the future." ”
A pure and unsullied man fell in love with the devil at first sight? Vincent himself didn't believe in this nonsense.
However, the so-called pure and innocent person, whether he can help or not, he is interested in visiting.
Upon entering, Vincent saw nothing but darkness, but even if the fire magic was learned from the Ice Demon, the lighting was more than enough.
A soft, warm glow rose in the room, and Vincent saw a figure kneeling in front of the wall with his back to him.
The woman wore a pointed hat that was wider than her shoulders, and a long old black cloak that made her invisible from behind.
Maybe this dress is a bit like a magician, but it can't be said to be awkward.
"Whoever has been deceived by evil thoughts, your relatives have come to meet you." The saint raised her voice and said, "Thank the gods! Swear to reject the temptation of evil and go home with your family. ”
"Family?" The woman on the side of the wall asked in surprise, "I have family?" ”
The voice was young, probably about Ninia's age.
It just sounds a little hoarse, like smoke spoils my throat.
"Look back, and you'll know." The saint hurriedly prompted, "Don't say much, your uncle came overnight and is very tired, for the sake of the gods, hurry up and go home with him." ”
The strangely dressed woman struggled to regain consciousness in her kneeling knees and legs, and she slowly turned around and met Vincent's eyes.
"Yikes! My god is the Great Demon! ”
The girl with short ear-length hair exclaimed, but her tone was more of a surprise.
"You're a witch!"
Vincent screamed almost at the same time as her.