Definitely Not a Witch

A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.

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Chapter 523 The Nun's Past

Not every place in the hall has excellent lighting. Some places are very dim. If it were an ordinary nun or monk, they would probably need a lantern to see the person lying on the bed clearly.

There were about 120 people in the hall where Loran Hill was, divided into two rows on both sides of the hall, with a spacious aisle in the middle.

They were dressed differently, some wore oriental clothes, some seemed to be from the green, and some from the southern islands.

It was already afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly outside, while the hall was a little chilly, with occasional breeze blowing through, bringing a hint of coolness.

Luo Xier felt the breeze flowing through her wrists and fingertips, which already had a hint of heat.

It's already May.

Time flies so fast, she sighed in her heart, then walked to the side with the board and pen and started asking questions.

"Hello, I am a nun from Aquarius. How have you been these past two days? Are you feeling unwell?" Her voice was as clear and pleasant as the fragrance of orchids in a valley.

Some of the patients who were nearby opened their eyes and looked at the new nun with expressions of gratitude, admiration, prayer, happiness, etc.

Unlike the banquets that Loran Hill had attended before, these people had less greed and malicious eyes.

But it makes sense, what evil person would do such a thankless task, rushing from thousands of miles away, and then climbing the Holy Mountain of Karenriel on foot. This nearly 100-kilometer journey is full of ups and downs, uphill slopes, cliffs, mountain roads, and iron ropes.

Fatigue, cold, and hunger tortured these people on the journey, but they regarded them as tests to temper their hearts.

By the time they reached the Cathedral of the Holy Angel at the top of the mountain, many people were already covered in wounds. If left untreated, they would probably die from various illnesses soon after descending the mountain.

So Aquarius will rescue some pilgrims who are more seriously injured.

After hearing Loran Hill's question, the pilgrim opened his eyes and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "My body hurts a lot, but it's better than yesterday..." After saying that, he forced a smile to tell the silver-haired nun not to worry.

"Okay, I understand. Just lie down first." Luo Xier said.

She used her system and perception to observe and found that this young man in his twenties must have fallen from the mountain and rolled a long distance on the mountain, so that he had bruises and fractures all over his body.

Fortunately, he had been treated by a priest before, and the bones were basically reconnected. The muscles will probably recover after some recuperation.

Seeing that it was not a big problem, the girl nodded slightly, then walked to the next person and continued the previous process.

Among the pilgrims, some are nearly eighty years old, while others are under twenty. There are ordinary people as well as Sequence 3 extraordinary people.

When faced with Loran Hill's inquiries, most of them would answer cooperatively, and few would disrupt or make things difficult for the nun. After all, they were all fanatics and would abide by those good teachings.

As time passed, Luo Xier moved forward. When she asked about the 76th patient, she slightly widened her eyes, and a faint light flashed in her blue pupils.

"Hello, I am a nun from Aquarius. How have you been these past two days? Are you feeling unwell?"

The man raised his head and looked at Luo Xier blankly, without saying anything for a long time, so the girl asked again.

"There's no need to ask, Miss Sister. He has always been like this. He must be a fool." Another patient in the bed next to him spoke up.

"Yeah?"

Luo Xier looked at the bewildered pilgrim. He was about 30 years old, with a slight beard. His clothes were light blue with black stripes, made of fine cotton. Judging from the style and workmanship, he seemed to be from near Yubere.

The girl had seen a lot of this kind of fabric when she was in Carites before. They all came from a big chamber of commerce in Yubere. They were competitors of Carites in the textile field, and most of the clothes they sold were of this style.

Judging from his clothes, this middle-aged man should be from a good family and come from Frost Rose. He seemed to have lost his memory and did not answer anything.

When she got close, Loran Hill felt a trace of difference. It was very faint, but the slight distortion and sense of incongruity reminded the girl that the patient might have been attacked by the Chaos Phantom.

Are there still chaotic phantoms wandering outside now? A cloud of gloom appeared in the girl's heart.

She wanted to ask the middle-aged man more carefully, but unfortunately the time and place did not allow it.

She had just started working today and was asked by the nun in charge of the hall not to treat these people without permission.

This is to prevent medical accidents or the newly arrived nuns from triggering requests from other patients, causing disruption to order, etc.

After noting down the patient's bed number, Luo Xier carefully checked him again to make sure that there was no Chaos Phantom on his body before moving on to the next one.

The middle-aged man was still sitting on the bed, motionless. From the courtyard outside the hall, bursts of bird calls and the sound of swaying leaves could be heard.

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Three days later, the Aquarius Palace became a little quieter, and a nun in her thirties took Luo Xier walking on the stone path of the Aquarius Palace.

"Why do those people worship angels so much?" Luo Xier asked the black-haired nun in front of her.

But the nun did not answer directly.

"Luo Xier must have been very happy when she was a child," she said.

"But many people's lives are not good. They have faced many injuries since childhood, some of which are physical and some of which are mental." The nun looked up at the sky, seeming to sigh.

"When I was a child, every day was filled with insults and blame. I believed I had brought misfortune upon my family, and I was always in pain, feeling inferior, guilty, and uncomfortable."

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