Her brows were slightly furrowed and her lips were tightly pursed.

... Li Pingan saw with sharp eyes that Leticia unconsciously clenched her fists on her sides, and her body was even trembling slightly.

Although it was only for a moment, after all, it was Joan of Arc who had experienced the cruelest war and fate. This level of gaffe was enough to show how turbulent the girl's heart was at the moment.

"... Leticia, what happened?"

Li Pingan said with concern.

His palm naturally covered the girl's small fist, stroking gently.

"...No, it's just..."

"There, there should be a lot of 'holy artifacts' and the like."

"……Um."

Leticia took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.

Li Pingan was a little stunned.

He began to understand the reason for Leticia's abnormal behavior.

Although it is a "holy vessel" of the contemporary Christian sect, it is a precious item that is believed and respected by people, and is gradually contaminated with a holy atmosphere.entrusted to people

But in the hands of the members of the [Burial Organization], it is only used as a tool to conquer heresy, kill living beings, and disperse evil spirits.

Tools, weapons, grim things to kill.

Even the "Holy Artifact" is a "artifact" that is stained with countless blood, and maybe also stained with the souls of innocent people.

Such a thing, the sacred aura above it, is just a "fake" to cover up its cruel nature.

Don't forget that Joan of Arc was killed by such "false goods", people who held "false goods".

She was obviously the most devout believer of God, a pure and kind girl, a hero who was inspired by God and led people to resist bravely, but in the end she died at the hands of the believers and was regarded as an evil witch and died on the cross at the stake.

What a great irony.

……

When she noticed the smell of sacred and blood mixed together in the carriage, Letitia probably remembered the crime that was called "judgment", but in fact it was a filth. The place, the absurd burning cross.

Li Pingan couldn't think of any words of comfort, so he could only touch the girl's little hand to show comfort.

And, he whispered.

"give it to me?"

"..."

The blond girl who was a little depressed nodded silently.

"Hello."

Although Father Dawn has a hedgehog head, he has a good temper.

With a kind smile on his face, he greeted Li Pingan in a gentle tone.

...He has a completely different temperament from the other priests in [Holy Church].

More like a teacher teaching children.

However, according to my own statement, he is actually not qualified to educate others at all.

Rather, his goal is actually to live alone in peace.In that case, no matter who it is, it is a happy thing.

All in all, Father Dawn was a steady pacifist.Not to mention the "burial institution" where monsters with abnormal personalities gather together, even in the "Holy Church Church" where all kinds of fanatics and agents are good at causing all kinds of big troubles and cutting inhumans and heretics into two pieces. ], also belong to the kind of out of place.

...Of course, in such a group full of lunatics and lunatics, he can still maintain his attitude leisurely. Dawn, who exists as an "irreplaceable person", may not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

"Well, dear Mr. Dawn."

Li Pingan decided not to talk nonsense, and said straight to the point.

"Since you are the one sent by [Holy Church], maybe you should have already prepared."

He took down the cross in front of him, put it in the palm of his hand, and tossed it up and down at will, as if he was dealing with a toy that can be seen everywhere, rather than a sacred object of faith.

Such a direct attitude made Father Dawn smile wryly.

If it were another person—such as the young priest just now, they might turn their backs immediately.

But he didn't.It shows that in addition to the confidence that the other party has "no fear", he also knows his personality very well.

"Immediately, get this troublesome thing done."

Father Dawn couldn't help thinking about it.

...Although the other party does not intend to become a tool of [Holy Church], but just to use each other; but they are no less troublesome figures than those fanatics.

"According to the instructions of our chief."

He coughed dryly.

——"Welcome you and Lord Joan of Arc to become the eighth of the [burial agency]."

……

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