Bishop Dalco was a loyal follower of Saintess Heroria. He had been a follower of Saintess Heroria ever since he was a young priest.
This feeling was between faith and love.
But after a few decades, as he grew older, he became an old man who could only walk with crutches even though he was a gray-robed bishop in the Country of Saint.
The Saintess, on the other hand, maintained the demeanor of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. This huge difference made Bishop Dalco hide his love for the Saintess and began to serve Saintess Heroria loyally.
Not long ago, Saintess Heroria suddenly prepared to sneak out of the holy city and head to the magic city of Noland to investigate the movements of the devils.
This mission should have been handed over to the judges of the Heretics Court, but Saintess Heroria insisted on going personally.
Dalco had no choice but to carry out this order.
This was an infiltration mission. Dalco's original plan was to disguise as a merchant group and protect Saintess Heroria as she entered Noland.
But this young lady who was difficult to please refused again, and in the end, he could only take a compromise.
That was to disguise as a very ordinary mission from the Country of Saint.
Other than Bishop Dalco, who was disguised as a priest, there were also a few recruits of the Holy Army and two Corps Leaders accompanying them.
Bishop Darko believed that this trip to Norland Continent would be foolproof, and with two Sacred Army Commanders as his bodyguards, Bishop Darko believed that this trip to Norland would be foolproof.
But not long after entering the city, they encountered a sin demon!
A sin demon appeared in a human city!
When Bishop Dalco heard the news from the recruits, he was in disbelief and even thought that he had arrived at the frontline of the battle between the Holy Army and the devils!
Such a ferocious monster like the sin demon should not appear in the human world.
But the truth was already in front of him. In the most prosperous magic city of Noland, a huge sin demon openly appeared on the streets.
What Bishop Dalco couldn't accept the most was that the sin demon was surrounded by a group of Noland residents.
These residents of Noland even passionately rubbed the sin demon's fur with their hands.
Were they not afraid of being torn to pieces by the demon's claws?
Fortunately, the city guards came to quell the chaos afterward, and the sinful demon was nowhere to be seen.
But after entering Noland, Bishop Darko was certain of one thing.
The intelligence brought back by the Court of Heresy from Noland was all true.
A dangerous demon had infiltrated the Norland Empire, and had established a powerful force in the Norland Empire.
This information was enough for the Kingdom of Saint to take action to resist the invasion of these devils.
Unfortunately, the Court of Heresy did hold several 'practical actions', but they all ended in failure.
This reminded Bishop Dalco of how dangerous the demon hiding in Noland was.
However … Saintess Heroria had just arrived in Noland, and her priority place to visit was not the chapel in the corner of Noland.
It was the White Thorn Flower Theater.
According to the intel, Bishop Dalco knew the theater was controlled by the devil.
He sincerely hoped that Saintess Heroria could leave this filthy place.
But in the end, Saintess Heroria, Bishop Dalco, and a commander of the Sacred Army disguised themselves as three ordinary civilians. They bought three movie tickets and sat in the theater, waiting for a movie called 'This Demon Is Not Too Cold' to start.
"Miss Lia, please be careful of your surroundings. The shadows might be hiding around you."
Bishop Dalco sat in the ordinary seats, and this was the first time he felt like he was sitting on needles.
From the moment he stepped into the White Thorn Theater, he and the other commander had been vigilant of their surroundings, as if anyone could become the demon's lackey and harm the Saintess.
Even the fruit juice sold in the theater seemed to have been seeped with poisonous abyss toxins, and a single drop could kill a person.
"Where's the fruit juice I told you to buy?"
Saintess Heroria did not seem to feel anything, and she extended her hand to Bishop Dalco.
"Miss Lia, please be careful of your surroundings at all times …"
"My ability to detect evil is far sharper than yours. Nothing in the shadows can escape my senses, Bishop Dalco." Saintess Heroria looked at the white-haired old man beside her, who was over fifty years old, and extended her hand again. "Now, the juice …"
Faced with Heroria's order, Bishop Dalco could only pass a glass of fruit juice he bought from the White Thorn Theater to Heroria.
"Sorry to trouble you, Dalco."
"Anyway, Miss Lia, the intel revealed that this is the demon's territory. Please be careful of attacks at any time." Bishop Dalco reminded Heroria once again.
But this time, Heroria did not respond. Instead, she turned her head to the side and raised the glass of fruit juice in her hand.
"Can you tell me where your parents are? If you give me a hint, this glass of fruit juice is yours. "
Saintess Heroria looked at the young girl sitting beside her. Although Heroria tried to tempt them with desserts that any child would like, the young girl seemed very cold.
"Thank you. My parents told me not to accept things from strangers."
"Thank you. My parents told me that I can't accept things from strangers." She pushed up her wood-framed glasses and replied to Heroria with a cold tone.
My parents told me not to accept things from strangers. "She pushed up her wood-framed glasses and replied to Heroria with a cold tone.
"What an obedient little girl," Heroria said.
This was the second time the prophet was treated like a little girl since she came to this city, and this time, the nun's behavior was completely intentional.
The prophet could feel that the nun had seen through her true identity, which was why she used this method to test her.
What was worse was that the old man and the middle-aged man beside her had an indescribable magic about them, especially the middle-aged man.
Perhaps the prophet's servant, the Karmic Demon Zeru, was beside him, but the prophet was not a hundred percent sure that she could defeat him.
It seemed that the people who were attracted by the movie weren't ordinary missionaries of the Holy Kingdom, but a group of people with extraordinary identities.
Just as the prophet was thinking of a way to escape, the lights around her suddenly went out, and the surroundings became dark.
"The movie is starting!"
The prophet heard someone whispering in an excited tone.
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