Chapter 470 I Like You (Maybe more at night, not guaranteed)

Snowflakes fell softly like feathers, dyeing the world white. The cold wind carried snow particles, hitting the stained glass windows, making a low humming sound.

In the Torch Church of the Firstborn Cathedral in the resort, the warm yellow candlelight flickered, dispelling the cold and illuminating the devout faces of the believers. The air was filled with a faint incense, mixed with the old smell of wooden furniture, making everything seem gentle and solemn.

Sister Karin, dressed in a dark nun's uniform, sat in front of the confessional. Her face was young and beautiful, and under the candlelight, it exuded a holy glow that seemed to soothe those wounded souls.

The Torch Church didn't have such a thing as a confessional before.

The Torch Goddess will not forgive anyone's sins. If you confess to the Torch Goddess and the clergy hear it, then these novice clergy may report it personally and send someone to punish you.

But in recent years, the facility has been added due to Rand's advice.

Nor is it for listening to people confessing their sins.

Now it's just an intelligence agency.

Sometimes it is opened to outsiders to collect some information or simply to resolve some neighborhood disputes.

Sometimes, it would be the Sanctuary Intelligence personnel who would come to report.

In this era, the Torch Church has just collapsed, but everyone still retains the living habits from before the collapse of the Torch Church.

It will not arouse vigilance for the Torch Church churches in various places.

Of course we have to make use of it.

This would significantly reduce RAND's intelligence costs.

At this time, the Torch Church Cathedral in the holiday resort naturally also had some confessionals.

Karin listened patiently to the stories of those who came to confess.

Give advice, or write down a message.

Of course, there will be some people who will complain.

An elderly woman knelt tremblingly in front of Karin, her weather-beaten face covered with deep wrinkles. In a hoarse voice, she whispered about the sufferings of her life. Tears rolled from the corners of her eyes and dripped onto the cold floor.

Such complaints will also occur.

It's not completely worthless.

Because everyone will realize the changes in their lives now.

Karin listened quietly, without interrupting or blaming. She was always gentle and tolerant, like a warm spring, gently washing away the dirt in the old woman's heart.

Because of her talent for combat, Karin spent most of her time in the combat department of the Torch Church when she was young.

It’s just that I have also taken the courses as a nun.

Karin patiently guides all believers who come to confess, using words of wisdom to clear the fog and point the way forward for them.

Karin is not stupid, it's just that her upbringing makes her lack some management experience.

By the time Karin captured the leader of the cult of Nurturing Blood, the Torch Church, which had existed for so long, was already plagued by problems.

This was not something a young girl, who was not even 20 years old at the time, could solve with her youthful wisdom.

When it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, Karin's power, which was strong enough to turn a city into purgatory, seemed not so effective.

But now, Karin is completely different.

When he was at his weakest, he came to the Crescent City, then to the publicity department of the holiday villa, and later became a detective, and truly got to know Rand.

She experienced a lot during this period, and her life wisdom also improved greatly.

Maybe if we were to do it again, back to before it all began, the Torch Church would not be what it is now.

And with the power of the Torchlight Church in its heyday, the orcs in the north or the undead that may appear in the south will not be a big problem.

Of course, if it happened again, the first thing she would do would be to find Rand and use him for her own benefit.

Yes, she didn't think that the Rand she knew now was the same person as the cult leader of Nurturing Blood.

But they just look somewhat similar.

According to her understanding of Nurturing Blood, it is possible that the original Nurturing Blood cult leader sacrificed himself and was intercepted by the Dark Goddess of Fertility? Then, the current Rand was born again.

In a sense, the current Rand and the previous Rand should be the father and son? Anyway, she had seen the Rand of the Nurturing Blood cult leader, and he was not completely different from the Rand she knew, but he was completely different.

There is no similarity between them except their appearance.

Karin didn't think any more about it.

The snow outside the window is still falling, as if offering the purest tribute to this sacred confession.

In the church, the flickering candlelight illuminated Karin's figure. Her holy light, contrasting with the falling snow, created a peaceful and beautiful picture.

At this moment, Karin became the bridge between humans and God, and with her compassion and wisdom, she brought a touch of warmth and hope to this cold world.

By noon, the snow stopped.

The sky was like a huge, clean sapphire, emitting a clear light, but still with a bit of gloomy gray tones, as if the lingering charm was still there.

After Rand took care of some minor work in the morning, he went out for a stroll and a meal.

His guard today is the powerful, beautiful and pure elf, Lysa!

The thick snow seemed to have covered the ground with a soft white carpet, making a crackling sound when stepped on.

Some children ran and played happily in the snow, leaving behind a trail of small footprints. From time to time, they grabbed a handful of snow, made snowballs, and chased and played with each other. Their silver bell-like laughter echoed in the air, adding infinite vitality to this snow-covered world.

Rand walked through the trade zone.

The vendors peeled off the felt covering their goods, and their cries became louder, attracting passers-by to stop and watch. Some began to bend down to clear the snow in front of their stalls, preparing for a new day of trading.

Then, Rand met Karin, who was carrying a rather fashionable small bag in her hand and whose face looked a little red as if frozen by the cold. She looked very cute.

Karin, with her blonde hair and silver crown, looks like an elf among the ice and snow.

Although the style of the elves with the highest status in the den is definitely not like this.

"Good afternoon!" Rand greeted Karin.

As a king with strong perception, Karin had obviously discovered Rand a long time ago.

"Good afternoon..." Karin didn't seem to be in a very good mood.

"Lunch?" Rand invited.

Karin looked behind Rand.

Lysa stood there.

There was nothing to do in the afternoon, so Karin was planning to find Lisa again and ask her to repair the fox suit to its original state.

Now the only way to use the function is to wear fox ears, which is a bit unacceptable to her.

In other words, the small bag she is holding now contains the fox suit.

Normally she wouldn't mind having lunch with Rand, but right now, Karin felt it was inappropriate.

Especially with Lysa standing behind Rand.

Rand misunderstood Karin's meaning and signaled to Lysa that she could leave. He knew the relationship between Lysa and Karin, which was somewhat mysterious.

For some reason, Lisa likes to persecute Karin.

Maybe Karin would feel a little uneasy with Lisa being here.

Lysa suddenly disappeared behind Rand.

According to Rand's security regulations, no matter when and where, there must be at least one senior official present with Rand.

But now, Karin and Bishop Kahn are also included in the security regulations.

The military strength of these two Torch Church's fledgling leaders is also enough to protect Rand from most threats.

Lisa's speed was so fast that it was too late for Karin to open her mouth to stop her.

Now Karin is the only one left by Rand's side. Karin naturally cannot accept Rand's safety being in jeopardy, so she has to protect Rand's safety.

He glanced at Rand who was making an inviting gesture again.

Karin sighed, "Okay, so what do you want to eat."

The two came to the restaurant together.

Rand used the Lord's Banknote ability to obtain a box for two.

Rand supported his chin with one hand and stared at the streets of the holiday villa outside the window.

Since the snow has stopped, there are a lot more people on the streets.

Rand thought about the future development strategy.

The quality of food in the restaurant area of ​​the resort villa is now very advantageous, but the decoration and scenery are still lacking.

We can then slightly advance the construction in this area to make it attractive from a tourism and life perspective.

Rand turned his gaze back to the blind blonde Saint Karin.

Karin's exquisite appearance is indeed breathtaking.

There were people who pursued Karin before, but they were all ruthlessly rejected by Karin.

Although she "disliked" Rand, she had no interest in developing any relationship with anyone else.

Rand recalled Bishop Kahn's words and felt that due to many things, his emotional connection with Karin had indeed slowed down.

Karin definitely doesn't hate herself, otherwise Rand would never have succeeded in those things.

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Rand had seen Karin's strong will and strong decisiveness.

If he was really hated by Karin, he would be burned by fire when he took advantage of her.

Fire brings warmth when viewed from a distance, but brings pain when approached.

That's what Karin is like.

Thinking of this, Rand felt that he could take advantage of it.

Under Karin's puzzled look, he moved the chair very close.

Then Rand reached out and placed his hand on the back of Karin's hand.

Karin asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"I'll just touch it," Rand said.

Karin said unhappily: "Boring."

But he did not take his hand away.

She had become somewhat accustomed to being taken advantage of by Rand.

Having performed in front of Rand so many times before, having my hands touched was really nothing.

Karin didn't pull her hand back until the food was served.

When all the dishes were served and the waiter left, Rand came over again.

"Can you feed me?" Rand said greasyly.

Karin rubbed her forehead, thinking that it was really shameless to be fed by a blind nun.

"I refuse," Karin refused.

Rand didn't care and just opened his mouth.

Karin scooped up a spoonful of food with a spoon and stuffed it into Rand's mouth in annoyance.

Only then did Rand move the stool back to Karin's opposite side with satisfaction.

"I'm going to start a theater," Rand said.

"I've known this for a long time. What do you want to do? Find some drama masters from outside?" Karin asked.

“I plan to start with something simple…, music, starting with concerts, then slowly turning into musicals, then plays, and even movies,” Rand said.

Since the development direction of both parties has been highly cooperative, Karin has read Rand's top-secret administrative documents.

So Karin also knew what movies meant.

Rand always does.

Have a long-term vision, yet be down-to-earth.

Look at Rand's development path, whether it is the large baths, the blast furnace for iron smelting, the breeding of cattle and horses, and the construction of ships.

Rand always starts preparing early, so by the time it is really needed, everything is ready.

Karin believed that Rand's film project would also be successful.

She just felt that this world was not very suitable for the "tourism industry" and wondered how Rand was going to crack it in the future.

"That's good. So, your wife Ellie should be very good at playing musical instruments. You can discuss it with her." Karin said.

Rand knew that Ellie was very well-educated. As a member of the White Kingdom royal family, she had received the highest level of education since childhood, which naturally included art appreciation.

I just didn't expect that Karin also knew about it, and I didn't know why Karin knew his wife Ellie so well.

Rand and Karin continued chatting.

Lander has visited this restaurant many times and the dishes are always delicious.

Soon the two of them were chatting while all the dishes were finished.

"So beautiful lady, are you free to go shopping with me this afternoon? It's not easy to find good weather to stop snowing here in the winter." Rand called the waiter in to clean the table and invited him.

"I have something to do this afternoon," Karin refused.

"I happen to be free and can help." Rand smiled.

"No, I have to do this myself." Karin refused sternly.

"Some things can only be said in advance," Rand said.

"You say." Karin sat quietly in a chair in the restaurant.

Rand waited for the waiter to leave.

Just opened his mouth.

"I like you," Rand said.

Of course Rand liked Karin.

And Rand is not a hypocritical person.

Rand felt that there was not much gap between him and Karin.

Karin may not like herself, and may even hate herself.

But this kind of "dislike" and "hate" will not affect the closeness between the two parties.

Rand and Karin actually became very close.

So close that Karin actually wouldn't refuse many of Rand's requests.

For example, before dinner, Rand played with Karin's hands, and Karin did not refuse.

Karin sighed and took off her silver-studded tiara.

The hair is scattered.

The eyes are a dazzling and brilliant red flame.

"I don't like you," Karin said.

The warm winter sun shines on Karin's face.

It made Karin look even more radiant.

It was as if Karin, the Crimson King, was really as dazzling and warm as the sun.

"However." Karin opened her red lips and said, "I suddenly have nothing to do this afternoon. If you want to invite me to go shopping somewhere, you can do it at will."

Rand smiled helplessly.

"Well, how about making a snowman? Are you interested?" Rand suggested.

Karin also smiled, her eyebrows slightly curved, which was very touching.

(End of this chapter)