Chapter 04 Route
Plitvice East Coast, Tivian.
In the afternoon, the church area of North Tivian was bustling with people. On the wide square in front of the Cathedral of the Holy Song, people from all over Tivian gathered here. The wide venue was filled with all kinds of people.
Although it was Sunday, the time of the week when the church was busiest with people coming to church for worship, there were not as many people gathering in the church as there were now. Looking around, the square in the church was not only filled with devout people with firm beliefs, but also with ordinary people who were not very interested in religious activities. The reason they gathered here was because of the central location of the square.
At this moment, a small wooden platform was temporarily built in the center of the square. There were guards around the wooden platform, and in the center of the wooden platform, there was an exquisite glass display case. Inside the display case, there was a piece of rag with sad scriptures written on it that didn't look very good. Judging from the layout of the scene, it seemed that the wooden platform in the middle of the square was built to raise the display case so that it could be better displayed in front of everyone. However, almost everyone's eyes were not on the display case, but all their attention was focused on the display case. Standing there was a young nun wearing a white nun's uniform.
"Ahhh... Are you Sister Vanya? You are even more lovely than what you see in the newspapers. You are indeed a saint who has received enlightenment from the Virgin Mary..."
On the wooden platform surrounded by the crowd, there was an old woman standing in front of the nun Vanya in white. The old woman held Vanya's hand with excitement and said with a slightly trembling voice. Hearing the old woman's words, Vanya couldn't help but responded with an embarrassed smile.
"This... Old man, I am just an ordinary nun who protects the holy relics. Like you, I am one of the hundreds of millions of ordinary followers. I do not feel proud to claim the title of a saint..."
"Sister Vanya, with what you have experienced, what else can you be called but a saint? I have been diligent and pious all my life, praying to the Virgin Mary every day. Now, the Holy Spirit has finally opened up and sent a living saint to me. Come, let me touch your hand a little more, let me get a little bit of the saint's light, so that my children and grandchildren can be safe at home."
“What kind of statement is this…”
The pious old woman continued to speak to Vanya with an excited look. Listening to the old woman's words, Vanya didn't know how to respond for a moment. She could only continue to shake hands with the old woman with an awkward smile.
Now on the wooden platform, in addition to Vanya, the old woman and several other guards, there are many other civilians. These civilians all came up from the square below the wooden platform. Under the guidance of the guards, they lined up neatly and waited slowly behind the old woman. After the pious old woman was reluctantly asked to leave by the guards on the wooden platform because the communication time was too long, the next male civilian came to Vanya, shook Vanya's hand without saying a word and started talking.
"Finally I meet you, Sister Vanya. You are the pride of our Pritt. I never thought that Divian could produce someone like you who could accomplish so many outstanding achievements in a short period of time under your guidance. It is said that you can even influence people in such a corrupt city like Mon Carlo. It is really amazing!"
The man spoke to Vanya excitedly. Listening to the man's words, Vanya didn't know how to respond specifically for a moment. She could only laugh dryly and make meaningless remarks.
"Thank you...thank you for your support..."
More than a month has passed since Vanya was officially appointed as the relic inspector of the "Sacred Scroll" by the Holy Mountain and made her first pilgrimage in Moncarlo. During this month, Vanya continued her pilgrimage. After pilgrimages to Ivig, Castilla and Farajo, Vanya finally returned to her hometown, Tivian in Prit.
In Tivian, Vanya received a high-standard and warm welcome. Not only did a lot of Tivian locals come to the port to join in the fun, but Archbishop Francesco of the Pritt Diocese also attended the event in person. The grand occasion caused a small traffic jam in the port area.
In fact, although Vanya was warmly welcomed during her pilgrimages to several cities before, the scale was not as exaggerated as that in Tivian. This was mainly due to the local effect. Vanya was a Puritan and a Tivian. The people of Tivian were more willing to spread and discuss this Tivian nun who had appeared in various news overseas and had done legendary deeds. Tivian newspapers were also more willing to spend more space to report news about Vanya, which made Vanya have an influence in her hometown that exceeded that of other countries. This was not only reflected in the welcome ceremony when Vanya arrived, but also when her holy relic tour officially began.
As a world-renowned metropolis, Tivian's population is not comparable to that of a small city-state like Mon Carlo. When the holy relic tour began, the people who came to visit the church area once filled up the chapel of the Holy Chant Church. In desperation, the church officials of Tivian had to move the holy relic tour location directly to the church square, and also set up a temporary booth to allow people from all over Tivian to admire the holy relic from a distance while queuing up for close appreciation. But it is obvious that compared to the holy relic itself, the people of Tivian are more interested in the young nuns who guard the holy relic.
Standing on the wooden platform next to the relic display case, Vanya received the relic viewers who lined up one after another. She maintained a polite smile, patiently shook hands with them and had brief conversations. These viewers were more willing to have more contact with Vanya than with the relic in the display case.
This scene reminded Vanya of the time when she was in Mon Carlo and had to deal with visitors there. However, there were many more people in Tivian now, which made Vanya feel a little numb.
But fortunately, compared to the many indecent and even obscene visitors in Moncarlo, the visitors in Tivian are much more normal. Most of these ordinary people are truly devout believers who came here after reading about Vanya's deeds in the newspaper. In addition, there are some national pride people who think Vanya has brought honor to the Plit people. They regard Vanya as an outstanding person in their country and come to admire her. When Vanya interacts with these two types of people, she feels much better than when she was in Moncarlo.
The holy relics tour on the square lasted for two or three hours. Even at the last moment, there was no sign of a decrease in the number of spectators on the square. Just when Vanya felt that she could not hold on any longer, the official Tivian Church took the initiative to terminate the tour on that day. After gradually evacuating the people on the scene, Vanya, who was tired after a day of work, finally got a chance to fully rest.
"call……"
Sitting in the Cathedral of the Holy Savior, on her favorite bench in the past, Vanya took a long breath after drinking a bottle of water. Then she handed the bottle to the side, and an ordinary nun in ordinary nun clothes immediately took it. Then, around Vanya, countless ordinary nuns came over excitedly.
"Vanya, Vanya! Please continue to tell us about what happened after you were kidnapped by the barbarians on the sea. How did you influence them? Did you really get the revelation from the Lord?"
"Oh, Sophie, we finished talking about the barbarians at sea last night. Now we should continue with the story of the Adus heretic. Vanya, I heard that you and the heretic had a direct fight. Is this true?"
"I wasn't here last night so you didn't hear me. Please continue talking for the sake of our friendship, Vanya..."
"Vanya... How does it feel to be inspired by a dog? Can you tell me about it? What are your habits?... How can we get inspiration from a dog..."
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Looking at the familiar companions around her who were chattering and asking questions, Vanya, who had just dealt with countless visitors, suddenly felt a headache. Being a person who was not good at saying no by nature, she didn't know how to respond or where to start. Just when Vanya was feeling overwhelmed, a familiar voice sounded like a savior.
"What are you all doing here? Have you finished your work? It's not break time yet, why are you all running here?" A stern voice interrupted the chattering nuns' continuous questioning. Hearing this voice, all the nuns couldn't help but tremble slightly, and then turned to look in the direction where the voice came from. There, they saw an old nun with a serious face and wearing a black nun's uniform.
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