I stood at the top of the majestic and sacred church. The night was silent and there was no one else around except for me.
The stars shone brightly and the lights of every house were lit. Perhaps.
This was a scene that I guessed based on my four years of experience. My eyes had long lost their former brilliance. I was willing to be blind. I gave up all the colors in the world without any complaints. That year, I used a pair of golden eyes that were as bright as glass under the sun in exchange for these four years of peaceful life. This price, it didn't matter if it was worth it or not, it was because I was willing to.
Blind nun, isn't this a very cool name?
Furthermore, some truths can only be seen after abandoning the beautiful colors …
In these four years, I got used to smiling faintly, getting used to blushing slightly, getting used to giving my blessings to every resident who came and went, being devout and pure.
Children's voices were childish, the elderly spoke gently, and occasionally, there would be hearty men and gentle women.
However, I knew from the start that these days wouldn't last long.
Thus, I was infatuated with her but didn't miss her.
Thus, when she appeared, I didn't feel any pity. I only smiled faintly as I watched her talk about what she knew and thought.
However, I was wrong. With my foresight, even though I could see through the hearts of others and see through disputes, I didn't expect that I would one day change because of a person. Although I didn't have any entanglements with her, it was unclear.
Sunken Shadow Kerkova, a proud half-elf noble lady. No, perhaps I should call her a young lady. The young lady's smile was like a flower, but this had nothing to do with her.
However, it made me care a little.
After she came, I always wanted to do some naughty things in my free time to tease her. I ignored the crowd and acted coquettishly against me. Looking back, I couldn't help but be shocked that I used such a childish method. Just like now, in this city that believed in God, I did such a blasphemous act. Standing at the top of the church, I was a nun.
Actually, rather than letting her act coquettishly, I wanted to see her smile sincerely, or rather, repent for the sins I had committed. Sins that I couldn't remember.
However, I also understood that this wasn't an easy matter. At the very least, it wasn't as simple as me picking up that sinful name. She didn't know about my past …
"Sister Leni." The young girl's voice was crisp and clear. I liked it when she called me that.
The darkness of the night didn't affect the vision of the Elves, so I had already expected that Sunken Shadow would be able to see me. Just like how, even if my eyes weren't there, I knew that the other party would definitely be tugging at her skirt to salute me.
Although there was nothing new about it, it couldn't stop my joy.
Because she was here again.
I think I'm sick, but that's just a guess. There's basically no one in this world who knows their own existence better than the clergy. Perhaps God is one of them. Another demon.
"Sister Leni!" I called out again. I guessed that she must be frowning because I was distracted and ignored her. "Sit with me for a while, my lord."
Although I didn't want to refuse, the words that were on the tip of my tongue became, "Tell me, what is it this time? If you don't tell me, I'm leaving. "
"Sit with me for a while, Sister Lai. Ni. Sister ~ ~ ~" Lin Sanjiu's voice sounded again.
I sat down anyway. No matter what the process was or what the method was, the ending was still the ending she wanted.
"That's strange. Normally, she wouldn't be this willful. Could it be that something really happened?" With a hint of doubt, I was prepared to listen.
"Hehehehe." With a silly laugh, she sat down next to me. "Can't I come to see you if there's nothing, Lord Leni?"
She was just this wishful thinking, stubborn to the point of stubbornness.
Just like how she fell in love with Marshal Lyman Frank Baum's eldest son — — Holy Dragon Frank Baum.
No matter how much her relatives and friends tried to persuade her, she still wouldn't repent until her head was bruised and bleeding.
At that time, she was so determined. With my eyes that had yet to give up, I watched her jump down from the walls of Grinoires.
Then, I watched the heartless man who was also known as the capital's most popular courtesan. During the extravagant wedding, I watched her stab with all her might.
I also saw her mumbling a strange song back and forth while curling up in her cell.
"A man died. A good-for-nothing man. Too lazy to bury him in the grave. His head rolled off the bed. His limbs were scattered all over the room … "
At that time, my name wasn't Leni, I wasn't a nun, and I wasn't a good person.
Until I did something that I deeply regretted, but couldn't make up for.
I killed someone by mistake.
The maid who had been running around trying to help her recover her mood, the werewolf girl named Antilo Loy.
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