An old voice came from the darkness, "This is old Mr. Hippede's seafood store. You were injured, it was my grandson who found you."
The one who answered was old Mrs. Ogis. Although she couldn't see, her ears were extremely sharp. She turned her head and kindly comforted Hipamira, "You don't have to worry, little girl. You can stay here at ease. Your family will definitely come to find you soon."
Anyone could see that Hipamira's clothes and appearance were like that of a noble family's daughter.
After Hipamira heard this answer, she stared blankly for a long time before finally finding the main point of this question. She asked, "May I ask where this seafood store is?"
The girl with thick eyebrows raised slightly, as if she finally found a chance to interject. She hurriedly replied, "The seafood store is a place where seafood is sold. My father manages the seafood trade in the entire city of Rushta. The seafood on the table of every noble in this city is sent out from here."
After saying that, she added with some pride, "Maybe the seafood you ate at home is a product of my family."
"Seafood?" Poor Hipamira, this pious Priestess Himilud who was born in the mountains, was hearing this trendy term for the first time.
The girl with thick eyebrows thought to herself that this was really a young lady who didn't do physical work and couldn't distinguish between grains and vegetables. But strangely, she didn't feel disgusted at all in her heart and even had a bit of a good impression. She replied, "It's fish, shrimp, crabs, and other seafood."
Hipamira immediately sobered up and asked with wide eyes, "You actually eat shrimp and crabs!"
"Of course, the blue lobsters of Cloak Bay and the sea crabs of Fisde are all top quality seafood." The girl with thick eyebrows carefully explained.
But Hipamira didn't seem to hear and muttered to herself, "You actually eat shrimp and crabs. How terrible, they are friends of humans …"
"What?" The daughter of the seafood store owner was stunned.
Hipamira looked at the box the little boy was holding in the water with some sadness. She had already seen a lot of 'friends of humans' inside.
The young girl's heart was grieved to the point of speechlessness.
The girl with the thick eyebrows was at a loss for a moment. She didn't know why, but when she saw Hipamira's depressed face, she felt very sad. She quickly comforted her, "You … It's not a big deal if you don't like to eat lobsters and crabs. Cod and sardines are also very good."
"I'm fine. You don't have to comfort me. Thank you." Hipamira heard the comforting tone in the latter's voice and replied softly, "Also, it's prawns. Not just prawns, they are all friends of humans."
The girl with the thick eyebrows was stunned again. For a moment, she was speechless. No matter how hard she racked her brain, she couldn't figure out why shrimp and crab were friends with humans.
At this time, Hipamira sat up on the bed. She lifted the quilt and cast a healing spell on herself. A ball of light appeared in her hand and merged into her body, healing the wounds on her body.
The cellar suddenly fell silent.
"You, you are a priest?" The girl with the thick eyebrows felt that her brain was about to overload. She never dreamed that they would pick up a priest from the Holy Cathedral.
In the eyes of the commoners, a high-grade believer who could cast 'Holy Spells' had a status higher than that of the aristocrats.
Hipamira looked puzzled at the group of people in the cellar who were staring at her, and replied doubtfully, "Yes, I am a priest of Lady Himilud."
The cellar was silent for a moment.
"Martha bless you, Lady, you are a priest!"
"I, I didn't see wrong, did I? Lady, you just cast a profound holy spell, right?"
"Lady, you must save us!"
It seemed that in an instant, the crowd burst into a clamor.
Hipamira was startled and quickly replied a little bewildered, "You are mistaken. That is not a profound holy spell. It is just a healing spell. It, it is just a second circle spell."
"It is just a healing spell."
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Perhaps in the eyes of others, there were hundreds of people in the Empire who were in the Supreme Realm and Elemental Level, thousands of people above the Gold Rank, and countless people above the Silver Rank and Black Iron Rank. They could not help but have an illusion that there was no existence below the Black Iron Rank in the Empire, and that even the commoners were at least at the level of White Rank or above.
But in fact, this was a misunderstanding. The huge number of strong people in the Empire was based on its equally huge territory and population base. In fact, in terms of the number of geniuses in a hundred people, the Empire and Fanzin were far less than the Wind Elves, and were not much higher than Erouine.
And for the Holy Cathedral, there were many existences above the Black Iron and Silver Rank, but they were often an important part of the soldier monks and the army of the Church. Those above the Gold Rank were at least high-grade priests in a region, and when they reached the Elemental Level, they would at least hold the position of bishop.
For the commoners, the most they saw was a priest in charge of a church or a regional Holy Cathedral. In fact, the strength of the priests was at most at the Silver Rank. As for the commoners, they ranged from the White Rank to the Black Iron Rank.
Therefore, to them, priests and priests were already high-ranking members of the clergy. However, these people's magic power was limited. If they could use substitutes, they would rarely perform 'miracles'. Therefore, their knowledge of pharmaceutics might sometimes far exceed their knowledge of religious studies.
As for a mere healing spell, it was even more impossible to talk about.
So because of this sentence, Hipamira's position in the hearts of the commoners suddenly rose a lot, not to mention that her appearance was a plus point.
In the eyes of the seven or eight commoners in the cellar, this goddess-like young lady was already the savior in their hearts.
"Sir, please take us away from here."
"That's right, my lord. You must save your believers!"
The commoners all started to discuss, but the big guy at the side couldn't help but snort. A moment ago, these people were still the faithful followers of the Secret Society, and now they were the most devout children of Lady Martha. It was not difficult for them to change their beliefs at all.
Even the young Secret Society clergy in the black robe silently shrank back, not saying a word.
What a joke, he was just an ordinary priest. If Lady Martha found out that he was a heretic, she would send a bolt of God's Lightning down and turn him into ashes.
Of course, the spell 'God's Lightning' was just a figment of his imagination. So far, he had not officially started to learn black magic.
The bishop taught him a spell. It was said that as long as he meditated on this spell, he would be able to hear the call of the Lord. But he had not succeeded even once.
Hipamira was confused and quickly said, "Everyone, please be quiet. What's going on?"
Only then did the crowd scramble to explain the current situation in detail. They knew in their hearts that they did not know what was going on outside, but it did not seem to be anything good. Although they could hide in this cellar for a while, it was not a long-term solution.
Not to mention the long term, there was not enough water and food for seven or eight people. At most two days, if the chaos outside did not end, their situation would become very bad. Although these people were fanatical when they participated in the riot, they were sober after the meteorite fell. They understood that at this time, the safest place for them was the place controlled by the Holy Cathedral of Fire.
And this noble young lady in front of them was undoubtedly the most suitable person to lead them.
Due to the messy conversation, it took Miss Priestess a while to understand what was going on. But contrary to everyone's expectations, she didn't make a judgment right away. Instead, she furrowed her thin eyebrows and said, "What's going on? It sounds like it's descending —"
"Miss Priest, what, what did you say?" The crowd obviously did not understand.
Hipamira shook her head, "If what you said is true, the current situation is indeed quite dangerous. But I'm going to find the Lord. Where do you plan to go?"
"My Lady," someone quickly said, "We don't have to follow you, but can you take us to the nearest Holy Cathedral? There is a priest there, he will definitely be able to protect us."
"That should be fine," Hipamila replied after some thought. She didn't know the way, so it was a good idea to ask someone for directions. "Although I'm the Priestess of Himilud, everyone is bathed in Order, so I think it should be fine."
She asked again, "Where is the nearest Holy Cathedral?"
"I know," At this time, the big man who had not spoken until now replied, "Miss Priest, I will lead the way for you."
"That's good, but let's agree that I am only responsible for sending you to the Holy Cathedral. I still have to find the Lord." Hipamira said carefully.
The crowd quickly nodded and agreed in unison. In fact, they were collecting food with the intention of going to the nearest Holy Cathedral to seek protection. Now that there was a high-ranking priest who was willing to protect them all the way, this was undoubtedly the most exciting news.
The old grandmother was also happy. She originally planned to stay alone, but under the persuasion of the crowd, she decided to go with them. After all, there was nothing to be dissatisfied about not being separated from her grandson. Besides, everyone knew in their hearts that staying here was just waiting for death.
The old woman did not want to be a burden to them. Of course, under normal circumstances, it was indeed difficult for them to bring an old woman with limited mobility. But now that Hipamira was in the team, it was another matter.
The little boy still did not know what was going on, and he did not know that he was almost separated from his grandmother. After receiving the latter's instructions, he climbed up the ladder and opened the stone cellar door above the cellar.
The originally lifeless atmosphere in the cellar could not help but become a little lively. Everyone started to pack up their things, packing up water and food, and bringing them with them. In this period of time, to the commoners, these were the most precious treasures. After all, no one knew what was going on outside and how long the turmoil would last.
Although Hipamira wanted to look for Brando, she was not in a hurry. Instead, she looked at the actions of these people curiously.
In the era she lived in, the Earth Holy Cathedral was still active in Wohnde. That was before the era of the War of the Holy Saints and had a history of at least one or two thousand years. Moreover, she was the Saint of the Earth Holy Cathedral and did not know much about these low-level things. She could not help but be filled with interest upon seeing this.
However, before everyone was ready, the grandson of Old Grandmother Ojis jumped down from the ladder and said softly, "There are people outside."
The cellar instantly fell silent.
The big man asked, "How many people?"
The little boy threw a glance at the Secret Society's priests who were standing in a dark corner behind them and said, "Seven or eight people like him."
"It's the Secret Society's disciples." Everyone suddenly became nervous. Although they were still the most fanatical believers less than an hour ago, their minds were now clear, and their survival instinct took over again. Who knew if these Secret Society's disciples would have a conflict with the Priestess? This was their only hope. These commoners could not tell the difference between the Priestess of the Holy Cathedral of Fire and the Priestess of Himilud, but they did not think that she would have a good relationship with the Secret Society's disciples.
It had to be said that although the commoners living at the bottom did not have much knowledge, they had simple values and political views. After they analyzed the pros and cons, they immediately said to the little boy, "Quickly go and close the cellar door again."
"It's too late." The little boy shook his head vigorously. "When I came down just now, they already saw me."
"Sigh, how can you be so careless." Everyone suddenly felt distressed.
Looking at their expressions, Hipamira could not help but feel a little worried. She was not as heartless as the Roman, nor was she as clear as Brando about the hierarchy of power in this world. Besides, there was a Horseshoe Beetle, a Dragon Queen, and so many supreme class masters in the city that could threaten her. She did not know who these Secret Society's disciples were, and for a moment, she was a little nervous.
While she was worrying, a series of messy footsteps came from above the cellar. Everyone suddenly fell silent, only the eyes of the young Secret Society's disciple were a little bright. Of course, at this time, he did not dare to say a word. Although his fellow disciples were above, the Priestess was still in front of him. It would only be a matter of minutes before she turned him into ashes.
At this time, he was still thinking about the Priestess's Thunder.
The atmosphere in the cellar could not help but be a little strange for a moment. Everyone had different thoughts in their minds. The footsteps above were getting closer and closer. They chaotically crossed the open stone door of the cellar and went in another direction without stopping.
Everyone was stunned.
The joyful expression that just showed was also frozen on the young Secret Society's disciple's face. For a moment, he did not know how to close his mouth again. His face almost twitched, looking very strange.
Fortunately, no one noticed this. Hipamira looked at them and asked, "What do we do now?"
"Let's wait."
Someone said.
"Let's wait."
The others quickly responded. No one dared to take the risk at this time.
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