Xiuxian became the king of witches

Smiling at Janna's embarrassed look, it was time for the witch to change the subject.And upon hearing Higrit's answer, Cherry's little head sank down and fell into thinking.

"If... Sister Higrit doesn't allow me to go, then I won't leave..."

With delicate thoughts in mind, the girl turned her head and looked carefully at the witch's star eyes. Seeing that the eyes were still full of tenderness, Cherry's scarred heart gradually settled down.

"Why do you say that? I will respect Cherie's own ideas."

The girl's lightly parted cherry lips were obviously heavy with some hesitation, but in the end she bravely confessed the distress in her heart.

"I always feel that Sister Higrit...seems to dislike the Church of Truth...so I..."

Even if they lack the judgment of social experience, young children often have a spiritual intuition about interpersonal relationships.

Even though Cherie feels unparalleled tenderness and security around Higrit these days, the girl is keenly aware that if she returns to the truth, then this kind and beautiful sister will probably hate her.

Although she didn't quite understand why, in the entanglement and distress, she was already afraid of experiencing the pain of loss again.

"I won't stop you because of the Church of Truth, but can you tell me why you want to go to the Holy City?"

After the aristocratic council ended, the old pastor, the leader of the Church of Truth, came to the witch to express his guilt and repentance, and said that when he returned to the Holy City to report on his duties, he would directly report the heinous crimes of the Duke of Mutterburg to the Pope.

When he learned that Cherie was a well-known apprentice nun in Bittle Lane, the shame on his face became even more intense.Immediately, he expressed his willingness to lead Cherie to the holy city, and give this devout girl the compensation and status she deserved.

That expression and words did not seem to be false, Higrit had also investigated this priest of truth who had the highest status in Ota before.He belongs to the highly respected academic sect, and basically only studies classics and does not ask about other things.

Because of his level of divine power, he was not conferred the title of bishop by the Holy See, but his qualifications and status are even comparable to some archbishops, which is why the Church of Truth sent him to Orta.

"I want to see the truth... what kind of existence it is. I thought it was a god that guides people to be good, but now I find that there are all kinds of bad guys in the church, but there are also good people like Pastor Asa... ...So I really want to go to the Promised Land of Truth in the legend...Sister Sigrit...Can you not hate Cheryl?"

Seeing the girl's pitiful begging appearance, Higrit couldn't help but think of the scene when she knelt at her feet and begged herself to save Asa when she first met.

It's just that she didn't know that the spy priest who adopted her had collapsed because of her faith and burned herself in the flames of truth.

The witch slowly leaned down, her eyes were gentle, but covered with incomprehensible deep thoughts.Reaching out his hand to gently stroke the orange hair that was cut short due to burnt, the fresh voice comforted the girl's pain:

"Of course I don't hate Cherry because of this kind of thing, because I believe that Cheryl will always be a kind child."

Feeling the starlight approaching her, Cherry tapped her injured head forcefully.Although the feelings in my heart are immature and ignorant, I can't deny the tenacity of perseverance.

"I will always trust Sister Higrit!"

At the end of the words, Cherie seemed to feel that she hadn't expressed enough, so she hurriedly added another sentence.

"And it's the most, the most, the most trustworthy!"

The childlike seriousness completely unfolded Higrit's bright smile, but she could only tease the girl in her heart that if she had such beliefs, she would never be a qualified believer.

Looking at that beautiful face, Janna suddenly felt a faint sour taste uncontrollably rising from the weakest part of her heart.

It is neither intense nor painful, but it can always find the hidden self accurately and scours every hidden corner wantonly.

until it turns sour.

Sure enough, Miss Higrit is very gentle with cute girls, that is not exclusive to her, and she may not be special...

Realizing that he was jealous with a 12-year-old child, Reason quickly ordered Jana to shake her head, trying to get rid of all those messy thoughts.

However, only reason was thrown out, and the shaking acid water seemed to be even more sour.

Since Higrit didn't accompany her on the bed the night before, but went to the next door to comfort the injured Cherry to sleep, an unprecedented tangled experience stirred the girl's heart from time to time.

Is it afraid?Is it jealousy?miss?

It seems to be both, and it seems to be neither.

For Janna, who dared not even face it with her heart, such a complicated problem was more or less a difficult problem beyond the outline.

Maybe she was afraid of that answer too.

It's like the top bud climbing on the treetop next to it, thinking that as long as it grows hard enough, one day it can monopolize the entire sun.

"Your Highness, what are you thinking?"

The soft words brought back Janna's thoughts, and her eyes hurriedly avoided the witch's deep and concerned eyes, and the smiling girl on her face returned the smile, not knowing whether she was reluctant or not.

"Nothing, let's go."

It's just that the sour taste in my heart is still shaking.

Can't swallow it.

I can't spit it out.

Chapter 54 Cherie's Farewell

Leaving Whitehall Street, the top of the church tower can be seen from a distance through the branches and leaves of the street trees.

"This...is this a church too!"

The first one to express amazement was Cherie in the wheelchair. This devout believer girl actually visited here for the first time.

"Of course, but the construction is really particular."

In front of you is the largest church of truth in Ota - Lavria Church, and it is also the place where noble believers in the inner city hold daily mass.

The church combines the artistic features of the dual culture of the sun and the truth. White marble is piled up into countless pointed columns pointing to the sky, creating an aura of soaring into the sky.

There are all kinds of reliefs on the outer wall, and the figures are the most vivid.Higrit can roughly recognize that they are all famous heroes in the history of the Holy Empire.

The lintel of the main entrance is engraved with the first ancestors of the twelve elector families, who were all named saints when they were alive.

"Sister Higrit, what are those monsters above? They look so scary."

Looking upwards, gargoyles of various shapes are interspersed between the fence-like high walls, and the hideous gargoyles hiding beside the semi-arched windows are silently watching every guest who visits the church.

"I can feel a strong breath of divine power. They seem to be special puppets made by divine arts. If an enemy attacks the church, they will automatically wake up and tear the enemy into pieces."

"If only our church had one..."

Stepping into the main entrance, the golden dome with a height of more than ten meters gives people Ling Ran's boldness.The curved surface of the top cover is painted with various exquisite patterns, the most striking of which is the portrait of a woman in a gold-rimmed white robe and a veil.

That is the Saintess of Truth selected by the Holy See in the past. As people who listen to the kingdom of heaven, their status is only inferior to that of the Pope.

"This church is really big... Will the church in the holy city be bigger?"

Cherie recalled the dilapidated church she used to live in, and the gap might be the distance from the kingdom of heaven to the abyss.

"Of course, although the scale of the Lavria Church is one of the few in Nutland, it is still incomparable with the Holy Radiance Cathedral."

After stepping on the colored glass light and shadow all over the floor, we came to the main mass hall.

The choirs on both sides are singing hymns, and the mourning of the pipe organ seems to be guiding the innocent dead in Bittle Lane.

The vast scene shocked Cherie's mind, but what shocked Jana's eyes was something else.

anger.

This is the first time Her Royal Highness has seen such clear anger on Higrit's face.

During this period of getting along, Janna can naturally feel the witch's mood and anger.

Normally, no matter whether she speaks softly and laughs or is stern and deep, it is the state of mind that the witch carefully grooms before allowing outsiders to pry into her state of mind.

But even though it was only a brief moment just now, it was an expression of emotion that was almost out of control.

what happened?

This is almost impossible for Higrit that Janna knows.

Looking towards the place where the Witch stopped her gaze just now, the first thing that catches her eyes is the huge Eye of Truth.

The God of truth has no form or form, and one is all. People in the world can only use the purpose of truth instead of symbols to praise and pray.

The Eye of Truth is surrounded by several giant murals of magic color, above the countless angels and heavenly army, there are seven figures with different postures.

They are the seven apostles of God who are endowed with divinity and guard the meaning of truth in the legend, and they are also the commander kings of all the angelic armies.

And it seems that Higrit's gaze just now is the last apostle in the mural, the most mysterious last apostle—Irene Rilla.

Although she is the least mentioned apostle in the Book of Truth, she is only mentioned in the No.17 section of the sixth chapter of "Saiah Book" to participate in the battle against the Lord of the Night, and in the "Final Yan Wen Scroll". It is recorded that he once descended into the last black abyss alone, and killed the spider mother emperor who presided over the god ceremony.

But at the same time, she is also one of the most frequently prayed apostles in the world, because in the Book of Truth, she is not only the Lord of "Justice" who is responsible for judging thousands of souls at the end of the end, but also in charge of "Beauty" and "Love". " authority.

The stunning beauty of the goddess can be appreciated only from the depiction of the murals. Although in Janna's eyes, the appearance and posture of the other party are still not as good as that of Miss Higrit next to her, but there is no doubt that she is also of the same level of transcendent charm.

"I'm ok."

Higrit's face has returned to a calm smile, and the weak waves just now seem to be just a fleeting dream.

"It's just that my heart tightened inexplicably just now, and I don't know why."

Janna once again turned her gaze to the apostle of the end on the mural, this time she only felt a little unreasonable discomfort in her heart.

It's really strange...

"His Royal Highness, Miss Hermann, welcome to both of you, may the truth bless you both."

Just when Janna was puzzled, the old voice in her ears suddenly disturbed her thoughts, and she looked up and saw that it was the old pastor with the highest seniority in Ota—Priest Valenille.

"Oh, Cherie, my poor child. I'm really glad to see you recover so quickly."

Cherie's complexion is much better now than before. According to this recovery speed, she can fully recover within a week at most.

"Cherie will ask you to take care of her from now on, please protect her well."

In addition to Cherie's own wish to go to the Holy City, sending her here is also the result of Higrit's careful consideration.

Because it is not appropriate to keep Cherie with Oloi or Janna for a long time, and there may be huge turmoil around him next.

After thinking about it carefully, Lavria Church became the best place for Cherie.

"Sister Higrit..."

At this moment, the black skirt was suddenly grabbed tightly by a small hand.Looking down at Cherry's teary eyes, the witch couldn't help but smiled and touched her little orange head.

"What's the matter, didn't Cherie want to go back to the church?"

Feeling the gentle comfort, the little hand that clenched the corner of the skirt not only did not intend to let go, but actually tightened a little bit harder.I was afraid that as long as I relaxed a little, Higrit would disappear directly.

"But I... don't want to be separated from you either."

For young children, fish and bear's paw is naturally difficult to decide.

"Be good, I will visit you often before you leave for the holy city."

"but……"

Seeing the girl's hesitant look, Higrit bent down, looked at Cherry's round eyes and said slowly:

"If Cherie doesn't like this place, I can also arrange you in another place, but my side will be full of danger for a long time, and there is no way for you to stay."

"I know……"

The flickering tears dimmed slightly, followed by a stronger spot of light.

Through the blurred eyes of tears, Cherie seemed to see the last moment when her life was dying that day, the hands that gently embraced her in the firelight, and her beautiful and resolute face.

This is the most beautiful and deepest scene in her 12 years of memory.

"Don't worry, I'll stay and take care of myself—"

The hesitant words were forcibly swallowed, and the second half of the sentence was only firmly remembered by the girl in her heart.She was waiting for the day when she was truly qualified to say this before telling Sister Higrit openly.

"Thank you very much, Sister Higrit!"

The girl's sincerity approached the witch's cheek with lightning speed, and she left her gratitude on the snow-like skin with cherry blossom-like lips.

Small and immature, sincere and determined.

A bright smile illuminated the cold auditorium, and Higrit seemed to see the lovely girl standing in front of the dilapidated church again, holding a sun chrysanthemum in her hand and blessing the world.

"Thank you, I like it too."

After all, Higrit also returned her indifferent tenderness on the girl's cheek, like a little traceless microwave, but the girl's simple heart appeared.

"Ugh..."

Only now did Cherry realize what she had just done, she shyly avoided her sight, the pure sincerity in her eyes was absolutely free of impurities.

But even so, Jana next to her still felt sour in her heart.

I've never even kissed Miss Higrit!Obviously I came first!

"Okay, then I'll leave first. Goodbye, Cherry."

Sensing that Jana's fingers were secretly grabbing her skirt from behind, Higrit could only helplessly wave at Cherie.