While Baiyi was preparing for the War on Terror, Laeticia, who was also in the Empire's capital, felt like she was being roasted over a fire. It was not because she had been captured by the British, but because Mia and Noirciel were nowhere to be seen. She could not even get in touch with them. She could not find them either.
"What are we going to do?" Laeticia was on the verge of tears. Outside, the square was filled with kneeling worshippers.
"If this doesn't work, we'll have to change our strategy." The Shadow Walker gritted her teeth and nudged the Paladin Walker and the Cleric Walker. "You two will replace Mia and Noirciel!"
"You! Do you want the two of us to cross-dress?! " The two gentlemen from the Church shouted in unison. They looked at each other and saw anticipation in each other's eyes.
"Nonsense! Cross-Dress?! " The Shadow Walker felt a headache coming on. "One of you is a Grand Paladin, and the other is an Archbishop. This ceremony does not require Mia and Noirciel, so you two will replace them!"
"Is … Is this really okay?" "It's true that there aren't any strict rules, but ever since the ceremony started, Mia, Noirciel, and I have always been the ones to bless the believers. What would the believers think if Mr. Joel and Mr. Hantai were to be the ones to bless the believers?" Laeticia was still a little hesitant.
"It might cause some dissatisfaction, but it's better than having you do it alone," the Shadow Walker said confidently. "Don't be fooled by the fact that these two are perverts; they're people of high status, and they often show their faces in public. They've never exposed their fetishes in front of the worshippers, so they're still very popular. The effect won't be too bad."
"This is the only way," the Shadow Walker said.
"But … Noirciel's the one with the Arbiter. What should we do?" Laeticia asked, still worried.
"Use these two's theurgy to fool us. As long as they don't do anything out of line, there shouldn't be any problems," the Shadow Walker said. Then, she looked at the two gentlemen and asked, "You two aren't carrying anything strange on you, right?"
"Don't worry! Absolutely not! We don't carry any treasures when we're in public! You have to believe in our professionalism! "The two gentlemen said in unison.
Just like that, the ceremony finally began. Although the believers were a little surprised by the appearance of the two gentlemen, as expected by the shadow, they did not raise any doubts or dissatisfaction. The ceremony went on as usual. First, Laeticia led everyone in chanting the scripture, and the two gentlemen cooperated very well to cast a large-scale divine spell, creating an unusually dazzling visual effect, filling the entire square with a holy atmosphere.
According to the original plan, Saintess Mia was supposed to lead everyone to repent and confess their sins. However, Mia was not around, so the Cleric Walker had to do it for her. Thankfully, the Cleric Walker was a professional, and everything went smoothly.
Next, Angel Noirciel should have been the one to explain and forgive everyone, but the Holy Knights took over. Nothing went wrong with this step, as the Holy Knights still knew how to say some polite words.
The Paladin and the Cleric Walker had played the roles of Noirciel and Mia perfectly.
The last and most crucial step was to randomly pick a few believers, shake their hands, and grant them some simple blessings to fulfill their simple wishes.
Soon, the lucky believers were selected. What was strange was that they were all young women.
The first to step onto the stage was a young, beautiful woman. She shook the Cleric Walker's hand excitedly and said, "Finally … It's my turn …"
"Tell me your wish, child," the Cleric Walker said with a kind expression. He looked like a kind elder.
The believers who participated in the ceremony knew the rules, so they would not make any exaggerated wishes. The woman's wish was simple. "Actually, I don't have any big wishes. I just think that Lady Mia is so cute that I want to get closer to her …"
"It's a simple wish," the Cleric Walker said, pulling out a picture of Mia from somewhere and handing it to her. "May Mia be with you."
"Uh … Thank you, thank you, sir …" The believer was taken aback. According to the scripture, no one was allowed to keep a picture or portrait of Mia, the Saintess. It was an unforgivable crime. Although it was a strange doctrine, it was indeed written in the scripture, and the believers had been following it ever since.
'Why would Saint Joel give me a picture of Mia?' The believer thought about it strangely, but fortunately, her devout faith did not make her think too much about it. Instead, she secretly rejoiced that she could legally collect Lady Mia's photos. 'This is great, I can see Lady Mia every day …'
The second believer's wish was simple as well. She was Noirciel's biggest fan. She wanted to give Noirciel a gentle hug, but since Noirciel was not around, she had to change her wish. "Sir Hantai, can you make me as beautiful as Lady Noirciel?" she asked the Paladin who replaced Noirciel.
Noirciel had encountered similar wishes before. The usual way to deal with it was to say a few words of comfort and then cast a small divine spell on the person to make them look radiant for the whole day.
However, the Paladin's way was a little different.
"It's simple, my child." The Paladin's face glowed with a holy white light as he replied in a serious tone, "Makeup, the latest clothes of the season, a very short skirt, and a pair of black stockings. That's all you need, and you'll be as beautiful as her."
"Is that so?" The girl's expression became a little strange. She probably did not expect such an answer. She left with a skeptical look. As soon as she left, she took out her phone and started browsing fashion websites.
Then, the next one.
"My three lords, I like you so much! Although Lady Mia and Lady Noirciel are not here today, I still like you very much. I hope to see you every day. Can this wish come true? "
The Cleric nodded and took out a business card from his pocket. He handed it over. "It's a little expensive to call this number, but we can pay in installments."
The believer took the business card. It was a custom-made doll company that she had never heard of before. So, she tried to call.
"Which one do you want? Which style? The saintess Mia is currently out of stock, and the higher-ups are keeping a close eye on it. The angel Noirciel doesn't have the same size. Laeticia is currently only available in black, and the white one will have to wait until next month. Do you want cash or credit? There's a discount on cash … "
Every answer was very professional, and it was obvious that she was very familiar with it.
The believer was so scared that her face turned pale.
Fortunately, the rest of the believers were looking for Laeticia. She was very familiar with this kind of thing, so she quickly sent the believers away. Until the last believer went up the stage, the ceremony seemed to be going smoothly.
The last believer went up the stage. She looked like a student, and compared to the previous believers, she was more interested in the Cleric and the Holy Knight. She said excitedly, "My lords, I'm very surprised by your appearance today. I don't have any wishes. I just want to have a chat with the two of you. Is that okay?"
"Of course," the Holy Knight and the Cleric replied with a smile.
"Then … Is there anything that you like?" The believer looked like a groupie, and she asked the most common and simplest question in a fan meeting.
However, the Cleric and the Holy Knight's faces turned red as if they had encountered something embarrassing.
They could choose to remain silent during this sacred ceremony, but they could not lie.
"Huh? Is this question that hard to answer? " The girl thought it was a little strange, so she continued, "Then I'll ask another question. Do you have any hobbies?"
It was a simple question, but the Cleric and the Holy Knight's foreheads started to break out in cold sweat.
This was the harshest torture for their faith.
The girl looked like she had been dealt a heavy blow, and she asked in disappointment, "My lords, do you not like me?"
"No, no, no!" The two of them could finally speak. "It's just that your question is a little sharp and difficult to answer."
"I see … Even the private lives of important people are secrets. Okay, I understand …" The girl was a reasonable person, and she did not continue to ask questions that were difficult to answer. She said, "Then … Since it's rare to meet you two, can I have your autograph? I don't think I brought my autograph book with me, so I'll just sign it on my shirt. Where should I sign it? "
Because the purpose of the establishment of this religion was only to maintain the stability of the rule and to provide spiritual sustenance for the people, there were a lot of red tape. For events like this, there were no rules on how the believers should dress. They could wear whatever they were used to. For example, the young girl in front of them was wearing a pleated skirt and black knee socks, a standard student outfit.
"Just sign it on the socks," the Cleric suggested. "I'll sign on the left."
"Then I'll sign on the right," the Holy Knight said as he pulled out an oil pen.
"Huh?!" The girl almost jumped out of her seat.
Fortunately, Laeticia knew what the two teachers were like, so she stopped them in time. She took out something that looked like a commemorative card for the believers to sign. She quickly asked the two gentlemen to sign one each before she sent the girl away.
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