Inside the mountain, candles were lit, illuminating small compartments within the mountain walls, which contained small statues and stone slabs.

The passage below was also carved out of this hard rock. Touching these bluish stone walls, a cool feeling passed into the palm of your hand.

"Everyone, please stay here for now. The church will arrange new accommodations in a couple of days."

Ingrid said this and led several students to a door. As a church member from the Holy Land, she is now the link between these exchange students and the church.

"This place was originally designed for ascetic monks to live in. There aren't many facilities here, but thankfully it's very clean and tidy, with very little dust. You can sleep right away after a little tidying up. The only downside is that it can be quite cold at night."

"After all, we are in the mountains, just like in a cellar."

Everyone chose their own room and put their things away. Before they had even laid down for long, Ingrid asked everyone to go to the side for dinner.

Compared to the extremely rich meals in Emenas, the food here is extremely simple, just a cup of water and some mushy oatmeal, nothing else.

On the first day of arriving at the Sanctuary, the students felt the simple style here.

After a simple meal, everyone returned to their rooms to rest.

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Loran Hill sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the interior of the room illuminated by candles.

The surrounding walls and ceiling are all made of stone. There are traces of knife and axe marks on the surface. The cut surface is smooth and a light green in color.

There is nothing else in the room except a bed, a small table and a wooden chair. It is extremely simple.

She pulled up the slightly cold quilt and fell asleep. After a while, Loran Hill emerged from the quilt again. She stretched out her hand, and a pale golden light shield spread out, covering the bed, and the temperature inside also rose by several degrees.

As an angel sequence that excels at protection and healing, such spells will be taught in the third-year academy and are not difficult.

After the performance, the girl returned to her bed and fell asleep peacefully, spending the cold night like this.

The next morning.

With the ringing of a bell outside the room, everyone was awakened by Ingrid.

They opened their sleepy eyes, put on their clothes, walked out of the room and came to the outside of the palace inside the mountain, only to find that it was not yet fully light, with only a hint of white appearing on the horizon.

"Everyone, come join me for a morning run. This is a tradition in the Holy Land." Ingrid waved her arms, causing several students to groan.

"Haha, don't be so discouraged. Everyone will get used to it sooner or later. After all, there is still a year." Ingrid said the terrifying words in a flat tone.

Everyone was jogging on the mountain path surrounding the palace. Two meters away was a huge valley crack that looked like an abyss, making ordinary people's legs and feet weak.

Although these students were extraordinary compared to ordinary people, some of them felt uneasy and tried to run on the inside to avoid the dangerous edge.

If a stone rolled down from the edge of the mountain path, at such a high distance, it would probably not be able to hear the echo from below.

After the morning run, Ingrid took her classmates back to the palace in the mountain, and then took out a stack of slightly old books for everyone to read.

"These are scriptures used by the church for external propaganda and preaching. You can take a look at them. They may be different from what we learned in school." She opened the book. The printed fonts were a little blurry, but fortunately the individual letters were larger, so it was not difficult to recognize what they meant.

Several students took the books and walked aside to flip through them.

Loran Hill was also holding a book as thick as a dictionary, sitting on a chair in the hall, and slowly flipping through it.

Compared with some objective descriptions in the academy, these scriptures are full of stories about the causes and process of the chaos disaster, and each character is more vivid.

However, this also leads to a significant deviation in its authenticity, which is what Loran Hill evaluated. That is the difference between "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "Records of the Three Kingdoms". Some of the characters and processes were slightly changed to make it more vivid.

The former is a well-known popular novel, while the latter is a slightly boring historical record.

The Book of Candlelight, Volume 2, Section 8:

As the shadow of sin rose on earth, three rays of light shone down from heaven.

The light, like a living thing, made sounds.

Their voices were like singing and also like prayers. Then, 7,526 winged messengers were born.

This is a messenger who brings good news to you.

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Thus, those blessed people who followed the light also became messengers.

They hold swords so sharp that they can slay the vicious snakes in their hearts, and so hot that they can burn away the twisted shadows in the world.

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The Book of Candlelight, Volume 5, Section 4:

At that time, a blazing light with six wings on its back stood high above the whirlpool abyss.

This darling of goodness and beauty, holding a red spear in his left hand and a white flaming serpent sword in his right hand, led 3,469 angels, 47,955 Holy Flame Knights, 22,347 Praying Priests, 108,264 Crusaders, and 250,000 United Salvation Army.

Go deep into the abyss of hell and fight to the death with 114,667 evil shadows and 375,129 filthy bodies.

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The Book of Candlelight, Volume 7, Section 6:

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The fire from heaven fell to the earth, the abyss of the earth closed, the light exhausted its power, and its wings fell like the ashes of burning embers.

All living beings wept, and their tears gathered into a river, flowing down from the top of the Mountains of Sighs.

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