Chapter 6011: Safe
Southwest of Point, Gramorne.
In the morning, Gramorn, one of the important cities in the southwest of the Kingdom of Wind and Stone, was as peaceful as ever. Under the gloomy sky, sparse rain fell on the streets. On the road surface that was not completely paved with slate, the hooves and wheels of the carriages stepped out the wet mud. On both sides of the road, scattered pedestrians were walking hurriedly with umbrellas. The air, which had not been polluted, showed a freshness in the rain.
At a crossroads somewhere in the city, on the upper floor of a cafe, Dorothy and Nephnis sat on a seat facing the street as usual, sipping coffee while exchanging the information they had gathered over the past few days.
"That's all the legends about the 'Full Moon Water Monster' in this city. It was a folk horror story that first spread among the fishermen of Star Lake and eventually spread to the entire Gramorn. It was widely circulated in the area and adults used it to scare children.
"I originally thought that the story might be a clue to solving the mystery of Star Lake, but I didn't expect that Miss Dorothy, you actually found the temple and figured out the truth of the story. I really didn't expect it..."
Sitting opposite Dorothy, Neveu spoke to Dorothy in front of her, then she picked up the teacup on the table in front of her and took a sip of the black tea in front of her. After drinking it, her expression showed a little disappointment. She originally thought that she had found important clues to share with Dorothy, thinking that it could add some clues to crack the mystery of Star Lake, but she didn't expect that Dorothy had already solved the mystery in one step.
"I was able to crack the secret of Starry Lake so quickly, largely thanks to your information, Sister Neveu. If you hadn't given me the clue that the so-called Silver Summit was Guanhu Mountain, I wouldn't have been so successful. Now everyone in the Eight Peaks is still stuck on this clue." Sitting firmly in her seat, Dorothy said to Neveu with a smile. Hearing Dorothy say that her clue played a key role, Neveu couldn't help but feel happy, and then she continued to speak.
"Is the importance of that clue so strong? Come to think of it... I asked this from an old ghost. He himself was a figure from many years ago. An old native like him only heard rumors about the mountain by chance. It is estimated that it is very rare for people of this era to know these things..."
Neveu murmured thoughtfully, then she changed the subject, looked at Dorothy and asked again.
"So... based on the current situation, as long as we can successfully eliminate the eight hordes entrenched here, then the mission will be considered a success, right, Miss Dorothy?"
"Yeah... But how easy is that? This time the other side has sent out two members. It's not easy to deal with them..."
Dorothy said this, and when she talked about the Eight Peaks that monitored the Star Lake every night, the smile on Dorothy's face disappeared, and her expression became solemn. She raised the coffee cup in front of her and drank the hot coffee with sugar. Neveu on the other side said thoughtfully after listening to Dorothy's words.
"Two Masters! This is a bit troublesome. I didn't expect that the Eight Points could bring out such a strong force and put it here. It seems that they really value the temple you mentioned, Miss Dorothy. But we can still find a way to deal with them in the end. Miss Dorothy, you have dealt with so many Masters before. Although there is one more this time, it is a little more challenging, but I think it should not be difficult for us."
Neve murmured this as a matter of course. Dorothy, who had just put down her coffee cup, twitched her lips slightly after hearing Neve's words. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.
"You guy, two successes have become a little more of a challenge in your eyes. If you wait until you achieve success, will you say that the seven saints of the church are nothing special?"
Dorothy complained in her heart, because since she had been following Dorothy everywhere and was involved in many events, Neveu's understanding of the extraordinary world was the various things Dorothy had experienced. Since Dorothy's "record" in the past six months was a little bit outrageous, Neveu had the feeling that black soil was worse than a dog, chalk was everywhere, and only when she reached the level of a tyrant could she be considered to have some strength. She saw that Dorothy had dealt with several tyrants, so naturally she had no doubt that she could deal with two more.
"I hope everything will be as you said..."
Dorothy chuckled in response to Neveu's words, and then she didn't say anything more. She picked up the local newspaper beside the table, unfolded it, and looked at the headline on the front page. There was a bust of a figure that Dorothy was familiar with.
"Big news! The youngest Holy Relic Patriarch in the history of the Church, a new century saint from Putte! Sister Vanya Chafillon will conduct a domestic holy relic pilgrimage in her hometown, Putte. Our city has been selected as one of the pilgrimage cities. Mayor Lehman has announced..."
Looking at the headlines in the newspaper and calculating the date in her mind, Dorothy picked up a cookie on the table and started eating it, nodding silently as she ate.
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A few days later, in front of the city church in Gramorn.
The rainy weather that had lasted for several days gradually dissipated, and the sky finally cleared up after a long absence. The bright sunshine sprinkled on the streets of Gramorn. Under the sunshine, countless citizens were walking out of their homes and gathering on the streets of the not-so-big city church.
Cheers and noises rose and fell in an enthusiastic atmosphere, and everyone's eyes turned to the center of the street, where a path specially opened up by the police from the crowd was located. On that path, there were the priest and the mayor, who were familiar to the locals, and between them was another white figure that attracted all eyes on the scene.
With her everlasting smile, Vanya, dressed in white nun's clothes, was warmly welcomed by the citizens of Gramorn. Accompanied by the local municipal government and church, she slowly walked towards the church in front.
This nun, who enjoyed a certain reputation both in Put and internationally, undoubtedly ignited the enthusiasm of the residents when she arrived in Gramorn. The number of citizens who took to the streets to welcome her or to watch the excitement exceeded the local municipal government's expectations. Countless citizens gathered to block the roads and affect traffic. Faced with this situation, the Gramorn municipal government could only mobilize more reinforcements to maintain law and order.
On the streets of Gramorn, Sister Vanya walked towards the church amidst the welcome of the people around her. All kinds of attention were focused on her from all directions, not only from the people around her, but also from some remote corners outside the people.
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