Chapter 170
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"Disneisa, you have ten minutes to pack …"
In the end, Cheryl persuaded Disneisa with the reason of 'We're going to Noland to preach, not to betray our god'.
The nun was a little naive, but she knew that staying in the Heretics Court was a waste of her life.
Not only that, she would also face the danger of being executed after Cheryl left.
Even though Disneisa was prepared to be 'punished', Cheryl still relied on her eloquence and the charm of the game 'Dwarves Save the Princess' to convince her that she shouldn't die in this godforsaken place so easily.
After reaching an agreement, Cheryl pulled Dinessa back to her room and got her to pack her luggage for the upcoming escape.
Disneisa's luggage didn't have many clothes. For an Inquisitor who had received 'power', clothes had long become a part of their power.
However, Disneisa's nun's clothes were made of real cloth and handmade.
"I can't find the other scripture …"
Disneisa's luggage was filled with a pile of old books. These were the scriptures of the Saint, and also the message that her god left for her believers.
To every devout believer, these private scriptures were incomparably precious treasures. Disneisa was no exception. These were the only things she could think of when she left.
"Could it have been eaten by a rat? Ah … Forget it. What's that scripture? I'll help you look for it."
There were three rows of bookshelves in Disneisa's room. If it wasn't for the bed beside the bookshelves, this place could have been a mini library.
Cheryl walked back and forth between the three rows of bookshelves. There were many different types of books inside. It seemed like Disneisa was a girl who loved reading.
In fact, in a place like the Heretics Court, there was no other entertainment other than reading books and listening to the hymns of the choir.
However, a Inquisitor with a slightly crazier personality could treat torture and execution as part of their entertainment.
"The Radiant Scripture," Disneisa said.
"The scripture for the blind … Let me see."
Shirley glanced at the bookshelf, but she didn't find the scripture. Instead, she saw a few books with titles that caught her attention.
Hoscomb the Dwarf, The Secret History of the Starkel Empire, Gladiator …
The titles of these books seemed quite normal, but one of the titles mentioned the Starkel Empire, a country that had perished hundreds of years ago.
It was said that the warriors of this country were all brave and good at fighting, but they never wore clothes on the battlefield …
"…"
Cheryl glanced at Dinessa, who was diligently searching for the Glorious Scripture behind the bookshelf. The naive nun might have fallen in love with something dangerous without even knowing it.
But Cheryl didn't give any reminders, nor did she have the time to correct Dinessa's misconceptions.
Cheryl soon found the Glorious Scripture among a pile of strange books. She tossed it to Dinessa and told her to pack her luggage as soon as possible.
"Are we … leaving now?"
Dinessa carried the heavy suitcase and walked to Cheryl's side.
"The portal between the Holy City and Norland only opens once every two months, and it will close at noon tomorrow. There are still three hours before sunrise, so it's our best chance," said Roland, looking at Roland.
Cheryl opened the door to Dinessa's room and glanced around. No one was passing by.
"Will anyone in the church in Noland be willing to accept us?"
Dinessa's mood was a little down at this point. The Inquisitors weren't welcomed in Holy City.
Ever since Dinessa gained this identity, the nuns who grew up with her treated her as an alien and didn't want to get close to her.
"Yes. Even if no one in that church is willing to accept us, I'll find a place …"
Cheryl didn't have much confidence in her words.
Her escape plan was too hasty. After arriving at Noland, she had no idea how she was going to survive in that unfamiliar city.
From the moment she stepped out of the Inquisitor's Court, she could be said to have betrayed the entire church. It was impossible for her to ask for help from the church in Noland.
Apart from killing people, she had no other way to make a living. Perhaps she should seek help from that demon?
For some reason, Josiah's figure appeared in Cheryl's mind, but she quickly dispelled the thought.
She didn't believe that she couldn't find a place to stay in Noland with her skills. Besides, she knew many spellcasters in Noland!
The interface of the Magic Net appeared in front of Cheryl. There were more and more spellcasters waiting for the Inquisitor's Diary.
Even after midnight, there were still more than ten replies two minutes ago.
"Why isn't there any new content in the diary today?" Respondent: Ashen Owl.
"I've been relying on meditation until now just to read Miss Skotan's diary." Respondent: Magical Book of Whispers.
"Urge for updates!" Respondent: Fire-Relayer …
Cheryl looked at the series of replies and felt even more guilty. However, in order to escape from the Inquisitor's Court tonight, she was destined to be unable to continue writing the Inquisitor's Diary.
No matter what, she had to think about it when she arrived at Noland.
"Follow me."
Cheryl walked out of Dinessa's room and ran outside.
Her decades of experience in the Inquisitor's Court came into play. She could almost close her eyes and find the exit of the underground building of the Inquisitor's Court.
She brought Dinessa to avoid the patrolling guards and quickly escaped from the Inquisitor's Court.
The Inquisitor's Court was located below the Holy Light Cathedral in the center of the Holy City. After running around the cathedral, Cheryl brought Dinessa to the teleportation circle not far from the cathedral.
This teleportation circle was open to the public. Merchants from all over the world could use the teleportation circle to travel to and from their respective countries during the time it was open.
Cheryl chose a lone merchant on the street full of carriages. When no one was paying attention, she dragged the merchant and his servant into an alley and knocked them unconscious. After looting their belongings, she once again took the appearance of the merchant.
"I … don't think this is good."
Dinessa also took the appearance of the servant under Cheryl's instructions.
"Just let them sleep for a while. Didn't the Dawn Scripture say that 'excessive indulgence in the middle of the night will harm the body'?"
Cheryl once again relied on her eloquence to convince Dinessa …
With a new appearance and identity, Cheryl went directly to the area where the teleportation circle was. However, she met someone she absolutely did not want to see here.
The priest who was in charge of the execution ceremony was standing beside the teleportation circle of the Holy City.
"Dinessa, my child … You should not be here now."
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