On the wide dock, countless citizens of Kankedar were gathering together at this moment, filling almost all the empty space in the port. Among them were people from the Mainland from the Foreigner District, as well as some dark-skinned Northern Uzbek people living on the edge of the city.
On this warm afternoon, the citizens of Kankedal gathered together, holding banners and looking expectantly at the sea under the scorching sun. Amid the noise and bustle, they were waiting for a familiar and distinguished guest to visit the city again.
At this time, a huge ship has been docked on the surface of the dock. It has heavy iron armor with various religious stories embossed on it, mysterious inscriptions engraved in Mi Mi seal script, scriptures hung everywhere like signal flags, twin-mounted thick-barreled cannons installed on the front and rear decks, and shocking rams... The huge ship, which has extremely distinctive church characteristics and weighs tens of thousands of tons, is now quietly anchored in the largest berth in the port.
The people of Kankedal had seen the church's warships before, but this was the first time they had seen one of this size. The height of this warship was much taller than ordinary buildings, and it was much larger than the warships that were usually docked at Kankedal Port. Even the well-informed merchants at the scene had hardly seen such a warship. Only a few nobles, officials and people with rich sailing experience knew the general origin of this warship.
This is the battleship of the church fleet, the real core force of the church fleet, and the cornerstone of the church's naval power. Although these battleships have multiple levels and are deployed in different fleets, they are rarely seen by ordinary people because they are almost never involved in escort missions. They only sail and maintain between military ports, and usually only carry out annihilation missions.
In fact, the church's main battleships did not completely not participate in escort missions, but they rarely participated. If they could be allowed to participate in escort missions, then the escorted object must be a very honorable and distinguished person. Under normal circumstances, only the heads of state of various countries and the church's own archbishops could have such treatment. However, what this main battleship that participated in the escort mission was doing was officially an escort mission, and now it had completed the mission.
Amidst the cheers coming from the dock, a dark-skinned figure appeared at the edge of the deck of the giant ship surrounded by a large crowd. The moment that figure appeared, the calls from the dock suddenly reached a peak, and the atmosphere around it suddenly became heated to a boiling point. Many people in the crowd were shouting a name, Sister Vanya.
At the edge of the deck of the giant ship, Vanya, who was dressed in her signature pink nun uniform, could not help but freeze in place when she saw the spectacular scene before her, as if she was stunned by the scene.
In fact, she was not unfamiliar with this kind of scene. She had seen it about a year ago, but the scale and enthusiasm at that time were far less than this one.
Although there were quite a few people who came to greet Vanya at that time, they were only a few hundred people organized by the mayor of Kankedal. The main purpose was to give the church some face, and it was more of a ceremonial nature. But now it is different. There are at least tens of thousands of people coming to greet her on the spacious dock, most of whom are ordinary citizens. Judging from their enthusiasm, it does not seem to be organized, but spontaneous.
The gap reflects the huge increase in Vanya's popularity in just one year. With the successive Adus and several subsequent events, Vanya's influence around the world is expanding tremendously, from just a nun promoted by the church in newspapers to the level of a world star.
The change in Kankerdar is particularly significant. Because of the Kankerdar incident, the citizens here have linked Vanya more closely with the city. During the incident, Vanya's experience of being framed, assassinated and wronged has been passed down as a legend here, giving rise to many different legends, some of which are either wonderful or strange. Some of the scenes of the assassination and the hotel room where Vanya stayed have now become small tourist attractions, and countless local and foreign tourists are scrambling to visit them. The scene in front of us is a true reappearance of Vanya's popularity in Kankerdar.
"So many people...are placing their hopes on me?"
Looking at the sea of eager people in front of her, Vanya thought in her heart with some astonishment, being loved and expected by so many people made her feel at a loss as to what to do, and even a little scared. Her current position was too high compared to before, so high that she was a little scared. She was afraid of what would happen if she accidentally fell down.
"Lord...please protect me..."
After praying silently in her heart, Vanya mustered up the courage to step out, and walked down the long boarding ladder with a smile amid the warm welcome of the people below.
At this moment, a thin iron chain was hanging around her neck and extended into her clothes. An old Madonna pendant was hanging inside her clothes, swaying slightly with Vanya's steps.
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"Ah... Miss Sister's popularity seems to have increased a lot. It feels like she's almost comparable to Miss Adele..." At this time, at the edge of the welcoming scene at the dock, Nefernis, who was wearing a Beiwu robe, was looking at Vanya who was walking down the stairs surrounded by countless people in the distance. She couldn't help but sighed, and beside her, Dorothy, who was also wearing a smaller robe, slowly opened her mouth in response.
"Adele is probably only more popular than Vanya in Tivian. Vanya's popularity around the world is much higher than Adele's. The church's publicity ability is not something that the entertainment industry can compare to."
"Hmm... Is that so? But I think that if Miss Adele directly asks Miss Dorothy to be her agent, maybe in the end her fame won't be much worse than Sister Vanya. After all, if I'm with you for a long time, I'll always encounter something big that can make the headlines, and if I handle it well, I won't have to worry about exposure at all." Neveu said jokingly with interest beside Dorothy, and Dorothy smiled and spoke after hearing it.
"In a sense, I have long been your and Vanya's agent. I have carefully designed your public image."
"Ah? Mine? When?" Neveu said with a surprised look on her face after hearing Dorothy's words, while Dorothy answered directly without changing her expression.
"Of course it's Thief K. Your fame is no less than that of any ordinary celebrity. Your popular image is my masterpiece."
Dorothy said this. Neveu was embarrassed for a moment after hearing her words, then scratched her head and continued speaking.
"Um... let's not talk about this topic... Now that Miss Sister is waiting, what should we do next?"
"Of course, we will follow Vanya's team to Adus, and then transfer to Buserit. However, before we officially go to Buserit, we also need to meet some old friends in Adus." Dorothy said this with her hands crossed in front of her chest. Listening to her words, Neveu nodded silently and murmured.
"Old friend..."
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