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Chapter 454

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Josiah had already left, and Cheryl brought the two contracts to the second floor of the Mage Tower.

It was much more spacious than the first floor. Sunlight poured in from the windows on both sides and fell on the center of the second floor. Through the sunlight, Cheryl could see dust and owl feathers floating in the air.

Following the trajectory of the feathers, Cheryl's best friend, Sister Dinessa, was kneeling on the ground.

Her hands were clasped together, and her eyes were closed. She was praying.

There was a rule in the Nation of Saints. Every nun had to spend around an hour to pray to the gods every day.

"Dinessa, this is Noland, not the Nation of Saints. No one will care if you pray or not."

Cheryl walked to Dinessa's side. It was not the first time she reminded her friend of where she was.

"But … this is my duty." Dinessa opened her eyes and raised her head. Cheryl's face was reflected in her blue pupils.

"Duty? These are all lies made up by those liars. Why do you still believe them? "

Ever since Cheryl joined the Court of Heresy, she no longer believed in the beliefs of the Nation of Saints, nor did she believe in the lies of 'God protects the people'.

Her motivation for carrying out missions was simply to survive. After defecting from the Court of Heresy, she was even more disdainful of the beliefs of the Nation of Saints.

"You should know what kind of people those people who ask you to pray are."

Cheryl had told Dinessa many times about the truth of the Nation of Saints. If a normal person listened to Cheryl's dark history and believed it, they would have long defected.

However, after Dinessa came to Noland, apart from spending some time writing her 'novel' every day, everything else was the same as when she was in the Nation of Saints.

"What does this have to do with my prayers?" Dinessa tilted her head in confusion.

"It has to do with the gods you believe in. They might have made it up," Cheryl said.

The nun shook her head calmly in response to Cheryl's doubts.

"Cheryl, when I was very young, I was lost in a forest. When night fell, an elk shrouded in light found me in the forest."

She reached her hand into the sunlight as if she wanted to touch it.

"I believe that was Monicar's incarnation. He saved me."

There were countless strange magical beasts in this world, so Shirley didn't think it was unusual for one or two glowing elks to appear.

But Cheryl didn't destroy Dinessa's dream at this moment.

Faith itself was not sinless. If there was someone to blame, it was those despicable fellows who used the name of God to do shameful things.

"Then do you want to go back to the Country of Saints?" Shirley asked Dinessa's opinion.

The nun would occasionally read some books about the Holy Kingdom. She seemed to miss her hometown very much as she was in a foreign land.

"I miss it often." Dinessa showed a nostalgic expression again. "Every year around this time, I go to the orphanage in Anta City to help out. I wonder how the children there are doing this year. Also, I wonder if Mrs. Gill next door is feeling better."

Wait … What did you do when you were a heresy judge?

Cheryl looked at the nun as she counted the things she did in the Holy City with her fingers.

If Cheryl was the one doing the counting, she might have taken down the underground organization's nest under the orphanage and taken the head of a certain wizard or something like that.

"Everyone in the Holy City is very good to me …" Dinessa's voice suddenly became softer, and she looked a little disappointed. But soon, she forced a smile and said to Cheryl, "But it's okay. I won't be stubborn and ask you to bring me back. After all, I know the Archbishop and the others hate us. If I go back, I might bring you trouble …"

"…"

Cheryl looked at the bitter smile on Dinessa's face and clenched her fists.

As someone who knew the truth, she felt an indescribable anger.

In Cheryl's memory, the Holy City was filled with all kinds of warm memories, but it ended after she came into contact with the Inquisition.

Facing the Inquisition's wanton actions, Cheryl, who was powerless to resist, could only choose to escape to Noland.

But now, she was also powerless to resist. Cheryl glanced at her slender arms. No matter how good her assassination skills were, she was no match for the Inquisition.

"Cheryl, what's that in your hand?" Dinessa's voice woke Cheryl from her thoughts.

"This?"

Cheryl glanced at the two contracts in her other hand. She almost blurted out, "This is a devil's contract."

"Dinessa, someone wants to publish your book."

Cheryl gave her the contract that belonged to Sister Nun. Dinessa took the contract and skimmed through the content.

"Publish? Is it like 'Secrets of the Empire's Warriors'? "

Dinessa's novels on the Mana Net were written according to her own interests. Josiah handed her royalties to Cheryl to manage.

She herself was not good with money.

"Yeah, I heard we're going to hold a … signing event."

Cheryl began to patiently explain the various rules of the contract to Dinessa.

She had already given up on her identity as an Inquisitor. The only thing she could do now was to walk as far as possible on the path of being a creator.

… …

Hearthstone Tavern.

Josiah stretched his hands and took a sip of the warm milk beside him.

"What are you doing?"

Hiri walked into Josiah's study with dinner in her hands as usual. The moment she entered, she saw the various' Mana Net 'in front of Josiah.

"I'm going to separate the Motionless Library from the Spellcaster Forum and make it into a website," Josiah said.

"Website?"

"You can think of it as another Spellcaster Forum. It's just that the 'tavern' where users discuss has become a virtual 'library'. It's used to write and store books."

There was no concept of the World Wide Web in the Mana Net. Currently, only the programs written by Josiah could be used on the Mana Net.

"In short, it's a place to read books?" Hiri placed the dinner on the table and moved closer to Josiah to browse the new interface on the Mana Net.

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