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"This is not a joke, Your Highness Candice, but please keep your absurd thoughts in your heart for now, and wait for me to explain it to you slowly."

After Candice fell silent behind him, he continued to speak.

"The religious order used to have four branches, each responsible for four different things, and the Hitam branch was established to fight against the enemy of the Lord God, that is, chaos."

In order to allow Candice to digest the overwhelming information, he spoke slowly and patiently.

However, even so, those words still made Candice subconsciously want to raise her hand several times, and use holy magic to wipe out the bishop who kept uttering almost profane words in front of her.

But the unprecedented technique, as well as the pious and peaceful attitude during the previous sermon, forced her to suppress the anger in her heart and listened to Grace's words silently.

And Grace was also watching Candice's reaction while telling those contents.

Not everyone is as rough-headed as Neil. If he was talking about other bishops, or even just a commoner, he would have already yelled at himself and started directly.

Candice was able to forcibly suppress her anger until now, and she was already considered to be extremely gentle.

As he opened the door, the corridor leading to the underground also caught Candice's eyes.

"Under here, is the New Hitam branch you established?"

Seeing the way Grace nodded, she also took a deep breath slowly, trying to calm down her mood.

"What you said, the evidence other than the spell, is also faced here?"

She had a faint feeling that once she and Grace really went on, those things that seemed like a fantasy, even bards dare not make up, might really turn into facts.

"Let's go."

Candice's expression became serious again, watching Grace in front of her start to walk down after her words, and followed behind him.

No matter how absurd it is, she has to use her own eyes to confirm its authenticity.

If it is false, even if it will make Neil and Yuffie enemies, she will thoroughly investigate this place, and completely eliminate these teachings and nonsense that affect the reputation of the church.

And if true....

Maybe... this so-called saint of myself has completely turned into a funny clown...

But even if it were true, she would have to witness it.

At least, the principle I have always adhered to is that I will never allow myself to do such a cowardly act of escaping...

Volume 314 Brave Performance Competition: Chapter 313 Chapter [-] Confused Candice

"Chaos....monster....the main god...."

Even though she had walked out of the church hidden deep underground, Candice still couldn't recover from those unprecedented ancient books and magic arts.

She returned to the street with people coming and going, but she still felt a chill down her spine.

It was not only because of the shocking information, but also because of the shrieks that seemed to tremble with the soul in the deepest part.

It was a chaotic monster that was not yet completely dead, bound by the chains of holy light, nailed to the icon that radiated the holy light, and kept howling terribly.

The moment I saw it, a certain dark side emerged from my heart, as if I was going to drag myself into the deep sea where it was hard to breathe.

If it wasn't for the wonderful magic that Grace unleashed, maybe she would have even cut off her neck abruptly under the suffocation.

According to Grace, it was the Chaos Monster captured during the previous exploration of the Doric Highlands.

On the icon, erosion is everywhere, and in the face of peace, chaos has not yet been eliminated.

For the profession of hunters, this is their form of expressing their belief in the main god.

Even when they were praying, the chaotic monster was still trying its best to erode everything around it, the surrounding air was constantly twisting, and from time to time twisted and wriggling tentacles would appear from the void, Then it was cut off by the magic ax blade in the hands of those believers.

In Candice's eyes, that is simply the paranoia that even the most deeply religious fanatics in the sect can't help but turn pale.

But in Grace's telling, this is just a part of their daily life as hunters.

boom---

"Excuse me......"

After apologizing to the resident who accidentally bumped into it, Candice's staggering steps became a little more stable.

She just subconsciously didn't want to affect other people. If it wasn't on the street, she would have wanted to just sit on the ground like this, until she fell into a deep sleep under the complicated mood in her heart.

For her, maybe that would be easier.

The main gods are rotated, the former main gods have fallen, and the fallen gods who are almost regarded as the same threat as the devil are the former main gods who have single-handedly handled the current situation of monsters......

And Nier is also the main god who has a part of the authority of the world?

Although Grace said that Neil himself has no self-consciousness as the main god at all, but as a savior who came from another world and was entrusted with power by the previous main god to fight against chaos, he can undoubtedly be called God knows.

My friend is actually the Lord God?

That sense of absurdity even made her want to laugh.

However, it was also because of him that Fran was able to live a happier life than before.

And I too, if I hadn't come to Lorhallin, the saint of my religious order, maybe I can only gradually become a plaything for their cliques as the eldest sister said.

In a sense, maybe this can also be regarded as a miracle born by the Lord God?

It's just that it's not the main god that I have always believed in...

As the sun gradually set, the dazed Candice returned to Ron's mansion unknowingly.

"Your Highness Candice, are you back?"

And Litton, who was practicing in the front yard, saw her and immediately put his long sword on the lawn and saluted her.

"Good evening, Mr. Lytton."

Candice nodded slightly wearily, and then walked into the building, causing Litton to blink, looking at her back, his expression became a little puzzled.

"Is Her Highness Candice tired from shopping...? She looks very uncomfortable."

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"call........"

After rubbing her cheeks hard to let the sadness subside a little, Candice also took a deep breath and knocked on the door of Fran's room.

"Please come in."

The energetic voice that came out from inside made her face also become surprised.

And as she pushed open the door, Fanny, who was sitting by the bed, lifting her head from the books on her lap, and Fran, who was sitting on the bed and reading these books like her, also came into view. her eyelids.

"Sister Candice, you are back."

"Hello third sister..."

"Fanny? Why are you here?"

Candice asked in surprise, causing Fanny to clap the book in her hand with a smile.

"I think Fran can't get out of bed and walk casually now, so I brought a few books that I think are more interesting to read with her."

Hearing what she said, Candice's eyes became softer, she walked to her side, and gently rubbed her head.

"Thank you for staying with Fran."

"It's okay, we're friends."

Looking at her smiling face, and Franjessica who seemed to be blushing and drooping her head because she was called a friend, Candice couldn't help showing a smile on her originally gloomy face.

"Fanny, Fran and I have something to talk about alone, can we?"

After hesitating for a while, she asked slowly.

"Well, of course."

Fanny nodded, closed the book in her hand, and waved to Franjessica.

"Then Fran, I'll go back first, and I'll come play with you after dinner."

"See you......."

Franjessica also nodded, and after waving to Fanny who was leaving like Candice, she looked at Candice who was sitting beside her bed.

After Fanny closed the door, a melancholy expression appeared on her face, which made Fran ask with some doubts.

"Third sister, what's the matter?"

"Fran..."

Candice looked at the confused Fran in front of her, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

She just subconsciously wanted to find a relative to confide in, but how should she tell those things to Fran, who had never been in contact with them?

"Fran, in your opinion, am I a saintess of the sect, worthy of my position?"

In the end, she just sighed and asked slowly.

"Competent...?"

Franjessica's expression became even more puzzled.

"In your opinion, what do Lord God and the religious group look like?"

Looking at Franjessica with a confused face, Candice couldn't help but sighed again, and looked at the darkened sky outside the window.

Maybe I shouldn't have asked Fran such distressing questions...

"Sorry...when I didn't...."

"Three...the third sister is very good, the eldest sister and the second sister are also very good."

Just when she was about to give up talking about it, Franjessica's voice rang out, causing Candice to look at her in surprise.

"The people love you very much, and you are all very good."

"As for Lord God...she should be great...just..."

It seemed that Candice's direct gaze was too oppressive, and Franjessica also lowered her head subconsciously, and said timidly.

"It's just that when I prayed the most....she never answered...."

"At least compared to Mr. Neil and the others who took me out of my illness and led a normal life, I... don't really like her..."

Volume IV Brave Performance Competition: Chapter 315 Chapter 314 Faith

"It seems that you should already know about us from Grace."

Neil sighed, brought the freshly warmed milk to the coffee table in front of Candice, and sat opposite her.

"I'm sorry I kept it from you for so long."

"It's okay, those things are indeed not something that can be casually told to outsiders."

Candice, who was wearing a blanket over her shoulders, shook her head slightly, feeling the warmth from the teacup between her hands.

"At least, if you are willing to confess this to me, I should thank you for your trust in me."

She lightened her cherry lips and took the warm milk into her mouth, feeling the silky and sweet taste spread in her mouth, soothing her nerves.

After hesitating for a while, Candice's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she spoke slowly.

"Those things are really not bad jokes on me...?"

"Sorry, no."

Seeing the somewhat helpless look in her eyes, Neil also sighed, and gently raised his hand.

The sacred magic that began to slowly condense in the room made Candice's eyes widen, looking at the sacred amulet slowly forming in his hands.

"You should be very clear, this thing is not something that anyone can rub out at will, right?"

Putting the talisman on the table, Neil also looked at Candice's dull eyes and said helplessly.

"I think, I shouldn't have to try to prove it with a holy sword again."

Under his words, Candice also put down the teacup, and gently stroked the amulet exuding a holy aura.

Even in the church, it needs to go through various strict rituals, seal runes, and be baptized by a lot of holy magic power of senior bishops before they can make a holy amulet.

Even if the material and production process are not up to standard, it will be directly turned into scrap iron.

It can be easily made like Neil just now, probably only the so-called gods can do it.