"Um... that was in the past. Now you..."
"It's the same now. We are all servants of the Lord, just with different positions. Besides, my current position is just a temporary one. There is no need to be so restrained. Come on, relax a little, maybe we can talk more..." Vanya said with a smile to the nun in front of her who was almost the same age as her. However, the other party did not show any intention of relaxing. She kept talking to Vanya in a tense state. She did not dare to say much, and she answered every question Vanya asked.
Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar colleague from the History and Economics Department in front of her, Vanya sighed slightly in her heart. She did not continue to talk to him. Finally, after saying a few words, she let him leave. Looking at Aurora who ran out of the office and closed the door, Vanya sat down on her chair again.
Then, she looked at the scenery outside the window. Vanya looked through the window at the large square in front of the Choral Church. Looking at the groups of young nuns who were about her age, walking briskly, laughing and talking on the square, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
Vanya thought carefully and realized that more than a year ago, she was almost the same as those nuns. At most, she was just a junior deacon. There was not much gap between her and ordinary nuns. She worked, prayed and slept with them every day.
Once upon a time, Vanya and her fellow nuns were extremely respectful to their superiors, the intermediate deacons of the Black Soil level, and dared not speak a word to the senior deacons of the Chalk level and ordinary bishops who came from the local area to do business. As for Archbishop Francisco, the highest-ranking bishop in the entire Pritt Diocese, she could only glance at him from afar during grand ceremonies and had no intention of interacting with him.
Fast forward to the present, Vanya found herself sitting in the position of Grand Bishop, handling the affairs of the entire Pritt Parish. Those who she once needed to look up to were now looking up to her. The status, power and authority that she had never thought of before were now added to her, which made her difficult to adapt for a while.
Thinking back, Vanya found that her previous fate was the same as that of thousands of other ordinary grassroots church personnel, although not particularly ordinary, but also unremarkable. The only thing that changed all this was the answer to that prayer in the church cemetery in Egwenshire a year ago.
'From that moment on, my destiny was already written by the gods themselves. Where will this destiny take me in the end?'
Sitting in the chair, Vanya thought with some melancholy in her heart, but at this moment, a familiar voice sounded in her mind.
"Great Aka, the One who records all things... Please help me connect with Sister Vanya...
"Sister Vanya, are you free now?"
Hearing this voice, Vanya was slightly startled, then immediately sat up straight in her seat, and then responded in her mind.
"It's Miss Dorothea... What's up? I'm taking a break from work."
"That's right, some old friends are sending you letters again." Dorothy said to Vanya. Hearing her words, Vanya was suddenly startled, and then seemed to remember something and immediately responded.
"Old friend... do you mean the Wolf Blood Society?"
"Yes, not long ago, I received a letter in the 'White Prayer' account of the White Stonemasons Guild. As usual, it was from those wolf cubs." Dorothy's words echoed in Vanya's heart, and then a picture of an unfolded letter appeared in front of Vanya. Vanya saw the contents on it at a glance. She frowned after taking a look.
When dealing with the werewolf Stonys, Dorothy deliberately designed a plan to make the Wolfblood Society believe that Stonys had an insider in the church who could be developed, called the White Prayer. For a long time afterwards, the Wolfblood Society unanimously used the channels of the Artisans Guild to secretly contact the White Prayer in an attempt to corrupt the other party.
The White Prayer was referring to Vanya. For a period of time after Storns, she obtained the Wolfblood Order's letters through Dorothy and kept communicating with them. She even managed to obtain the Holy Emblem of the "Cup" used by Dorothy for promotion from her. After Vanya and Dorothy left Tivian at the same time, Dorothy herself began to rely on her relationship in Tivian to obtain letters, so her contact with the Wolfblood Order became less frequent. After she came back, the other party had not contacted her yet. This was the first time Vanya received a letter from the Wolfblood Order after her return.
"The Tivian Church is in turmoil... I'm worried about the overall instability... Check my situation...
"Miss Dorothea! The people from the Wolfblood Society are trying to get information from me about the current situation inside the church! They want to confirm the truth of the rumors outside and find out the truth about the Tivian Church... I'm afraid they're going to take action again!"
After reading the letter addressed to her, Vanya said to Dorothy in her heart with a serious expression. It was obvious that she could see the intention of the letter at a glance.
"Well... you think the same as I do. The Wolfblood Society founded the Divian Church a long time ago. If Francisco is not around, they will not miss this opportunity..."
Dorothy then responded to Vanya, who continued to speak seriously.
"The Wolfblood Society is now planning something bad towards the Chant Church... No matter what, I will never let them succeed, Miss Dorothea. Now we must know what their specific intentions are. Do you need me to get their information by replying to their letter?"
"Not for now. Setting traps and trying to get information out of the letter... is risky. If someone is careful enough, they will notice something unusual. What we need to do is reply to them in a normal manner and reveal a little information to gain their trust." Dorothy's voice continued to echo in Vanya's mind. After hearing it, Vanya couldn't help but look puzzled.
"Just give a normal reply... and include a little intelligence? Is this to gain trust so that you can get more information?"
"No, no, no, I said that setting language traps in letters is a risky thing. We don't need to take such a risk. Just a little bit of normal communication with them is enough."
"As long as... we can communicate a little more normally... will that be enough?"
"Of course, trust me."
Sitting on a seat somewhere, Dorothy was smiling, responding to Dorothy's words through the information channel. In her hand at this moment, she was holding a brand new letter that she had just obtained from the Artisans Guild not long ago.
Even if it is communication through a medium... it is still communication. For a mature dream interpreter, even if it is communication through writing letters, it is possible to deconstruct the other person invisibly and complete a personality profile.
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