Chapter 168
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"Holy Light above, Sister Cheryl, is this a masterpiece created by the gods?"
In a short ten minutes, Dinessa's uneasiness was replaced by two little people jumping around on the Magic Net.
Dinessa's originally gloomy expression regained its vigor as her fingers slowly moved in the air.
"If only the gods could create something this interesting …"
Cheryl couldn't refuse the request of her best junior and best friend. She first let Dinessa listen to the record she brought from Noland.
Although the nun was very excited about the uplifting songs on the record, the record did not have the effect of dispelling the whispers in her mind.
Thus, Cheryl opened the caster forum and selected the 'game zone' in an attempt to divert Dinessa's attention with the game inside.
So far, it seemed that Shirley had succeeded. This nun, who had never left the Holy City since she was a child and rarely left the church, had fallen in love with this game of "Dwarf Saves the Princess" in just a few minutes.
"Then … who's the creator? Sister Cheryl, you've been to Noland before. It must be a famous great sage in Noland. "
In the eyes of the nun, this miraculous' magic 'could only have come from the hands of God or the legendary omnipotent sages of Nolan.
"Sages? How could those senseless old men make something like this … Wait a minute! Dinessa, you've missed a mushroom that can increase the number of times you can use the resurrection spell. "
Cheryl didn't tell Dinessa the truth. If the nun found out that this game that was comparable to the masterpiece of the gods was created by a 'devil', she would definitely fall into panic again.
She would definitely fall into a state of panic again. Then, her hands would immediately leave the keyboard and she would anxiously shout things like 'devil's trap'.
But even if this was really a 'devil's trap', the nun seemed to be having a lot of fun in the trap.
Sometimes, ignorance was the most blissful.
"Resurrection mushroom?"
Under Cheryl's reminder, Dinessa wanted to turn around to look for the mushroom. However, her control was very rusty, and the sudden change in direction caused the "dwarf uncle" in the red hat that Dinessa was controlling to run into a monster.
The nun also successfully lost her first blood in the game.
"How did he … die?"
The death of the character on the screen filled Dinessa with guilt. Even her hands stopped moving.
"This dwarf has been blessed by the gods. After his death, he can be blessed by the Resurrection Spell countless times. Don't worry, the task of guiding them to save the princess has fallen to us."
Shirley tricked the naive nun. With her personality, she shouldn't have stayed in such a cruel organization like the Court of Heresy.
Unfortunately, when Dinessa was 14 years old, she contracted a very strange disease.
In order to extend her life, she chose to give everything she had to the so-called gods, which was to join the Court of Heresy.
But in the five years since she joined, she hadn't been sent to carry out a single mission.
"Since the journey is so dangerous, I think it's better for the two of you to live together than to save the unknown princess."
Dinessa made her own unique view of the game's plot.
Shirley didn't know how to answer the nun's words. She could only look at her with a surprised expression.
"Let … Let's continue."
Dinessa seemed to want to hide something. Driven by her desire to clear the game, she controlled the dwarf Mr. Mario to embark on a journey to save the princess.
The joy brought by the game gradually made Dinessa forget the whispers in her mind. But Shirley was anxiously waiting beside her.
She hadn't written the latest part of today's "Diary of the Court of Heresy." Thinking of the spellcasters who were waiting for the latest content, Shirley was filled with worry.
Shirley didn't know where this guilt came from. This was the first time she showed what she had written to others. She didn't expect it to attract so many spellcasters' attention.
Cheryl was driven by the desire to be seen by more people and to be appreciated by more people.
But if there was no new content today, would the spellcasters lose interest in the "Diary of the Court of Heresy"?!
Shirley found the reason for her worry. Unfortunately, it was destined to be a sleepless night.
Someone knocked on the door of her room again.
"Who is it?"
Shirley immediately sat up on the bed and asked loudly for the identity of the person who knocked on the door.
"Shirley, is that child Dinessa in your room?"
A male voice came from outside the door. It was a priest with the identity of the presiding judge. He was also the host of the "failed products" tonight.
Hearing his voice, Dinessa, who was controlling the dwarf uncle to chase a mushroom, trembled slightly. Her hand that was on the virtual button instantly moved to her legs.
"In my room … What's the matter?"
Shirley didn't look at the door, so she couldn't confirm the purpose of this priest's visit. It was very likely that he found out that Dinessa was also a "failed product."
"That child Dinessa seems to be a little lost recently. It's making me very worried. And Sister Shirley, I also have a task for you. Please open the door."
The priest's voice was very gentle. It was a skill that all clergymen had to learn.
Shirley wasn't deceived by his words, but the priest's position in the Court of Heresy was much higher than her presiding judge. She had no choice but to open the door.
The priest walked into the room. When his gaze landed on Dinessa, his expression changed a little.
"It seems like the confusion in your heart has been dispelled, Dinessa," he said.
"Yes, Sir Priest …"
"Maybe it's because I heard the Saintess' song tonight."
Cheryl added an explanation. This naive nun didn't know what it meant to lie.
"Very good. May God bless you all. And Sister Shirley, the heretics have appeared again. The church needs your strength."
The priest took out a Gospel from the sleeve of his robe and handed it to Shirley. It was blank, and only Shirley could see the words on it.
"The giant dragon entrenched in the foundation of the ancient tree has fallen into eternal slumber. Praise the resurrection of God …"
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