Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

"Teacher, why are these villagers gathering towards the church so early in the morning? Is it a trick played by those guys in the church?"

Elini turned around and asked the Grand Inquisitor Dario.

"I told you to use your own eyes to find the answers you want."

"Elini, see with your own eyes, and then tell yourself what your eyes see."

"Okay, teacher." Elini nodded firmly.

He raised his head, then went to a corner of the church with Dario.

They raised their heads and cast their gazes in the direction where many villagers were gathered.

Dario was still on guard around, leaving the task of observation to his most proud student.

"Elini, what did you see?"

"Saint."

He knew that his student would tell him the most appropriate judgment.

"...?"

"what?"

"Teacher, I seem to have seen the saint in the scripture."

Elini murmured in response.

"What Saint, Elini? What Originium technique has blinded your eyes?"

Dario turned his head, but the next moment.

Where his sight fell was the very center of the entire church.

It is also the center where everyone gathers.

Because of the previous battle, a huge gap now appeared in the ceiling of the church. It was this gap that allowed the first ray of sunlight in the morning to shine through.

The nun was wearing a snow-white robe. The golden sunlight was like a golden veil draped over her by God, casting a layer of holiness over her already kind temperament.

She reached out and handed the bags filled with grains beside her to the residents one by one.

"Elini... is not a saint. She is more like a god from the scriptures who has fallen into the mortal world..."

"....Eh? Teacher??"

The young judge looked at the teacher beside him in shock, his tiny pupils filled with disbelief.

(Probably like this... turning black hair into white hair by yourself)

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"Here, take it..."

The nun handed the bag of grain to Dario and said with a slightly apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Grand Inquisitor, I may not be able to get away for the moment. If possible, could you two wait for a moment?"

"No, ma'am, it's okay. The Inquisition will thank you for everything you have done for these residents...Elini, go help the nun--"

Just when Dario was about to ask his students to step forward and help distribute food, he found that the residents had all hidden behind the nun.

Their evasive eyes sometimes revealed evasion and...fear.

His mouth, which had just opened, was blocked and the words were swallowed back into his throat.

The residents did not trust them, or rather, did not trust the Inquisitors.

Since the initial Great Silence, these coastal areas have all been considered sacrificial lambs.

The Inquisitor is the sword of Iberia and the light of Iberia.

But Iberia herself did not choose to illuminate them.

Naturally, the residents here would not have any trust or expectations in the Inquisitor.

It is no wonder that the Deep Sea Church was able to infiltrate the local area so easily.

But the funny thing is, Dario didn't change anything.

Having said this, he saw the snow-white nun's uniform that Zuo Jian was wearing.

Although the colors are different, the style still looks like that of the Deep Sea Church.

It seems that the other party is much more thoughtful than himself.

To comfort the residents by using the church image that is deeply rooted in their hearts.

"teacher?"

Elini turned her head. She didn't know why the teacher suddenly paused after calling her.

"Nothing, Elini, we should leave."

Dario stepped forward and handed the food in his hand to a resident in the team, then headed to the left room.

He took off his hat with one hand, then placed it on his chest and bowed slightly towards Zuo Jian.

"In the name of the Inquisitor, I salute you, ma'am."

"Hail to you, ma'am!"

Elini watched as the teacher suddenly saluted the other party, and hurriedly tried to imitate him by taking off her hat and putting it on her chest. Then, after touching the soft feathers on her head, she suddenly realized that she seemed not to be wearing the judge's hat at all.

Feeling a little embarrassed for a moment, Elini had to raise the lantern and salute in the standard manner of an inquisitor.

Uh - turned to look at the teacher.

Although Dario took off his mask, there was still no expression on his face.

"You have a very good student, Your Excellency the Inquisitor."

After realizing the little girl's embarrassment, Zuo Jian seemed to remember his younger self, and he stepped forward to smooth things over.

"You're too kind. Right now, she is just a rookie."

Dario heard this and patted Elini's little head.

However, at this moment, the latter still saw a faint smile on the face of the usually serious teacher.

"However, I believe that she will become an excellent judge in the future."

"teacher...."

Elini looked at Dario with a little shock. In her memory, her teacher rarely praised others.

.....

"Let's go, Elini. Don't stay here and disturb the nuns' work."

After he said that, he patted the bird and left.

"So, judges, when should we schedule the exchange of information we talked about yesterday?"

"...I will wait in the house where you found us last night. As for the time, it is up to you to decide."

After Dario responded politely, he led his students out of the church.

However, when stepping out of the church, Elini turned her head to look at the nun behind her, and then looked at Dario beside her.

"teacher?"

"What's wrong, Elini?"

"Are you familiar with that nun?"

"If you don't know me, why are you asking?"

"Because, she seemed to have been watching you leave just now——"

For a moment, Elini felt her teacher's body frozen in place.

"teacher?"

"Elini, the Inquisitor must maintain his image and dignity in public. Do not whisper again."

"Yes!"

The bird thought for a moment and asked loudly

"Teacher, I want to know if this lady has any connection with you. Our next task will be with her--"

pat.

A pair of large hands were placed on Elini's shoulders, silencing her almost broadcast-like voice.

"......I'll tell you the details when I get back."

"But teacher! You said that intelligence is time-sensitive, so..."

"Let's talk about it when we get back, Elini, do you understand?"

"!!!Okay, okay!"

.......

..

"It's so energetic."

Zuo Jian’s gaze continued until Dario, holding his forehead, pulled Elini out of sight.

In fact, no matter how loud or soft the voice of that cute little bird is, it cannot escape his ears.

but......

"The heart...is beating normally, the left lung is normal, and there is no sign of spreading. The only source of nutrients is the Originium crystals that are constantly precipitating from the Inquisitor's body."

He whispered, and at the same time lamented that his "surgery" that was both primitive and crude, yet also had some black technology, successfully pulled the Grand Inquisitor back from the cliff of death.

"So, next, everyone——"

Zuo Jian turned his head and found that the residents had consciously lined up and were looking at him in front of them.

"Get it."

The nun put on her gentle smile again and placed the bags of grain at her feet into the skinny hands.

"then....."

However, the next moment, the nun's posture suddenly became a little unstable, and her whole body seemed to be trembling.

Damn it... Did I use up a lot of my consciousness to mimic my flesh and blood into a large number of insects to change the soil structure last night...

The reason why the nun's robe he was wearing at the moment was flawless white was simply because he really didn't have enough energy to imitate the color of the Deep Sea Church's clothing.

To the extent that Zuo Jian almost fell to the ground.

However, unexpectedly, several pairs of hands supported his body which was about to fall.

"Monk, are you okay? Are you too hungry to stand?"

Several residents who had just received food noticed him shaking as they walked around him and were about to leave.

"Father, why don't you go and eat first? We can wait a little longer."

Zuo Jian saw that the residents who had not yet received food were also looking at him with concern.

"No...I'm fine."

As he spoke, he stood up, bent down, and picked up the bag of grain that had fallen on the ground.

Just now, the resident dropped the bag in his hand to the ground in order to help himself.

Zuo Jian reached out and brushed off the dust on the bag.

"By the way, take the food carefully. If it falls on the ground and gets dirty, remember to wash it clean, otherwise you will get an upset stomach."

The nun said softly, then put the bag back into the other's hand.

"No, monk, the food you give us is clean."

Zuo Jian smiled, then watched the resident leave with the small bag. He adjusted his state and continued to distribute food to the rest of the people.