When the whole process of the ceremony was over, Shatilce sat alone on the bench in the front row.

Vimere, who had taken over the status of saint, prayed quietly in front of the altar for a while.

She didn't understand in her heart what the Holy Maiden meant, but it was her own talent from that divine war, and the accumulation of more than ten years of teaching by Bishop Monica, that allowed her to obtain such qualifications.

Prayer is calming.

In today's turbulent times, in order not to let this qualification affect the truth from the abyss, there is only one thing to do about this responsibility.

That is to support, to do what no one else does, to solve the root causes of disputes that endanger the world.

Rising from her thoughts, Vimere looked at Shatils, who was still sitting there.

"Leave me alone," Chhatis caressed the cracked back of her chair, as if mocking herself for being as old as these abandoned objects, "you go." ”

Vimel bowed deeply to her.

"Thank you for teaching during this time! I will never forget it for the rest of my life! ”

"Alright," Chhatis waved her hand away, "the food you bring every day is enough to be considered a reward, and there is no need to let a ghost of the remnant of the world linger." ”

There is still nearly a month to go......

Vermil pinched her fingers, and although Shatils never mentioned it, making people feel that there was no nostalgia for the world, Vermeer didn't think so.

Because when she eats the snacks she made herself, she occasionally shows a smile that seems to be not smiling.

When I get back, I'll try to discuss it with everyone.

Although she can't follow the path envisioned by the other party, for herself, Shatils is already equivalent to her second teacher.

"Well, I'm leaving."

Making a decision, Vimeer didn't intend to let the other party feel more expected or worried, and chose to retire after bowing.

Shatisi sat there for a long time, in this old place that no one remembered, leaned back on the bench and fell asleep.

……

Walking out of the underground passage and back to the old bishop's office, Vimere heard the old voice calling her for the first time.

"Holy Maiden......"

Seeing that the old bishop bowed his head to himself, Vimir hurriedly waved his hand, "No, you don't have to salute like this, the bishop ......"

She wanted to call out to the Bishop for a while, but suddenly realized that her current position was even higher than that of the other party, and she was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Becoming a saint, it seems that all parties need to adapt to it X_X

"Holy Maiden."

Shouted again, Vimir turned around in a daze, and saw Rowe, dressed in black, leaning against the edge of the bookcase, as if he had been waiting for her for a long time.

Not......

How I didn't sense he was here, was... Is it the one who learned from Ayining, who deliberately restrained his breath with magic power?

Really, really!

How do I have to respond to this...... Could it be that the old Bishop's church is terrified?

Luo Wei had actually just returned from the relics of the Divine War, and when he came to the bishop's office, he was quite surprised to hear that a ceremony was being held inside.

The silly girl who took off her shoes and stunned him in the town has now become a noble and noble saint.

Although that stupid look, it looks like it's no different from before.

"Is Shatils still in there?"

"Yes...... Yes. Vimeer thought it would be better not to call him whatever he wanted.

Otherwise, you will either shock the old bishop, or you will have to be electrocuted if you go out......

"Then come with me in and meet her."

Rowe glanced at the old bishop, who was slightly surprised, but didn't say anything, just handed them a wooden box with the seal of the church.

Inside is a seal that symbolizes the status of the saint.

Luo Wei nodded and hugged it with one hand, and walked underground with Vimir, feeling more familiar than his own home.

"Purify this and try it." Luo Wei said suddenly on the road.

"Huh?"

Although Vimere didn't know what was going on, she quickly thought of something, and drove her magic to purify the entire wooden box.

There are no anomalies.

"It seems that the people above still know how to cherish their own holy daughter." Luo Wei said with a sneer.

In front of Vimir now, she can't hide it if she wants to, and the last round of rupture really can't be blamed on the Prayer Church, but after all, it offended the entire religious world together, and in the end there was no theocratic support, so it was really miserable.

It's better to be careful.

Of course, Luo Wei wasn't too worried this time.

If Vimeel is not a second or fifth boy, what does it have to do with Ryan?

The two soon arrived at the reclosed church door, and Vimere raised her hand slightly, and the reclosed seal was quickly unsealed.

"You've gotten greater, Holy Maiden."

"Wang ......"

“？”

Luo Wei was stunned for a moment before he reacted, shook his head and smiled.

This stupid girl, the logic of thinking is really different.

The two of them walked in from the hall and saw Shattis sleeping on the bench, and when Vimir saw her like this, she realized that in order to learn all the goddess spells for herself, Shatils must have paid the energy she shouldn't have as a ghost, so she was so tired.

But Vimere held back and didn't say anything.

She was worried that she would delay the progress of the whole project by paying too much attention to it, and her lips opened and closed.

"Say whatever you want." Luo Wei said bluntly.

"I ...... I wanted to help her, but I was worried that it would be burdensome. ”

"So, you want to help her, right?"

"Hmmm......"

Luo Wei nodded, he just wanted Vimir to have an attitude, considering whether Shatils's behavior in this world was worth her saving. As for the soul vase, he used it for Maria, and now he naturally doesn't have it on him, and it may not be so easy to persuade a ghost who has ended his mission to stay in the world.

He gestured to the bench on the other side.

Vimir quickly understood, and walked over with him in a whisper, intending to wait quietly for Shatils to wake up.

……

The light of stained glass, the smell of dust.

Shatils slowly opened her eyes, her empty eyes prevented her from seeing things completely, and there was always a dark shadow lingering.

This made her quickly comprehend her state, and she held her forehead in contemplation for a moment.

When her consciousness gradually subsided in her mind, she stretched her body slightly, and accidentally saw her pale and bloodless arm, and her expression froze for a moment.

Then, with a softest sigh, like ethereal air, she leaned over and took off her shoes, letting her white and bloodless feet step on the cold marble, and feel a little more secure.

Then Shatils stood up, picked up the shoes in her hand, and did not look at the altar surrounded by white flowers, and did not ask if her mission had been accomplished.

After all, that won't give you any answers.

Coming to the front of the hall, she put her shoes aside, and gracefully stretched out a hand forward, bending her legs slightly, and the figure on the bench on the other side made her look tremble.

“！！！”

Rowe sat there, Vimil, who was sleeping peacefully on his lap, and cast a helpless look at Shatils.

He didn't mean to peek.

Who knew that the apostle of the goddess, after waking up and observing his physical condition, suddenly couldn't help but want to dance in the hall?

Shatils stood there in motion.

It seems to be thinking about why Vimere, who has left, not only came back, but also brought Rowe with him.

She didn't even notice it.

Is it because you're too tired?

The two looked at each other for seemingly ten seconds, time seemed to Luo Wei to feel very slow, and the other party's godless pupils did not convey any waves, like a ghost without emotional thoughts.

Then, her movements, which had been frozen for more than ten seconds, began to proceed gently.

She doesn't care if there is an audience or not.

A man, in the hall of an abandoned church, stands on tiptoe and dances alone and gracefully.

Luo Wei watched this scene quietly.

Shatils's dance is beautiful.

It is like a proof of her life, and like an afterimage of her lingering in this world, there is a fleeting broken beauty, and the empty look and empty eyes on her face make people feel a persistent resilience in weakness and tenderness.

Her toes touched the ground, not even making any sound, she whirled, light as a feather, maintaining an excellent sense of body and balance, like a silent mime, presenting all the beauty on the screen.

Carrying a mission.

He didn't dare to make any noise to disturb the performance, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

So......

Is this a teacher's talent show?

(End of chapter)