novelraw Chapter 82
Chapter 82
82: Me, a Church Nun? For Real?
"I... I'm going to become a church nun? For real?"
Watching the earnest expression on Miss Saint's face across from her, Evelia's lips twitched slightly. What had to come would eventually come. In truth, before setting out for the Church this time, she had already prepared herself to face these words.
Still, the reason sounded quite legitimate... which was somewhat unexpected to Evelia.
She had originally thought the Church would be like the Watchers, saying things like "Young lady, I can see your extraordinary gifts. You're surely perfect material for a church nun!" or "Join the Church! We guarantee full benefits and paid vacation every month!"
She hadn't expected the reason to be so proper.
But... although Jasmine's words did sound reasonable, Evelia still subconsciously suspected that when saying this, her intention of dragging her into this mess might outweigh the idea of having her help catch the mole...
"Of course it's true! I originally wanted to invite Miss Amya to assist as well, but on second thought, Miss Amya is an angel and already one of the Descent Faction's targets. They will certainly pay close attention to her movements. By then, with the enemy in the dark and us in the light, any action would be difficult! Therefore, Miss Evelia! Please grant me this rather sudden request!!!"
Jasmine solemnly took Evelia's hand. It had to be said that as a Saint, she had some skill in recruiting people to the faith. If Evelia hadn't noticed her gradually rising smile, she might have completely believed her...
"Um... alright then, I agree..."
"Wonderful! I, Jasmine, the current Saint of the Holy Church, on behalf of all Church members, solemnly thank you for your assistance!"
"Hah!? Wait, Eve, you're not serious, are you!?"
Compared to Miss Jasmine's uncontrollable excitement, Amya's expression was like she had seen a ghost. She hurriedly pulled Evelia aside and whispered urgently under Jasmine's puzzled gaze:
"Eve! You need to think this through! This is the Holy Church! Not the Watchers! Aren't you clear on the Church's attitude toward demons? Once your identity is exposed, you'll be in irredeemable danger!"
"Relax, Amya~ Are you worried about me? Hehe, I didn't know you could show such an anxious side. Could it be... that you like me?"
Even in the Holy Church's grand cathedral, beside such a sacred altar, Evelia still hadn't forgotten her strategic plan. She was certainly staying true to form.
"You have the mood for this right now!? Do you even care about your own safety!?"
It had to be said that Miss Amya's skill level was also extremely high. Facing Evelia's sudden "attack," she quite calmly pulled the topic back to Evelia's safety and even delivered a lecture to Evelia in the tone of an adult.
A clash of masters, truly terrifying stuff.
"Tsk... fine, I have my own sense of proportion, okay? First, Miss Jasmine has a point. A Descent Faction mole hidden within the Church is not only a threat to us and the Church, but also poses a significant hidden danger to all of humanity. As an ally of justice, I must help Jasmine root them out!"
"But your safety..."
"Don't forget, even the Watchers didn't suspect my identity at all. There's no reason the Church would be any more capable than the Watchers! Besides, even if I am discovered, they can't keep me there~ Remember when facing that William from the Descent Faction before, who was the contracted beast I summoned?"
"Cerberus..."
Amya fell silent. Indeed, with Cerberus around, Evelia's safety did have some guarantee, but...
"If your identity is really discovered, then at that point, those acting against you probably won't be as simple as just an archbishop."
Amya's words were not alarmist. A demon infiltrating the Church and even becoming a church nun would be an unprecedented humiliation for the Church! When that happened, let alone bishops, even that old geezer the Pope would probably take action personally!
The Hell Hound Cerberus's strength was probably only slightly below a Lord of Hell. Converted to Heaven's combat power, that would place it above a Four-winged Angel but below a Six-winged Angel. And while the Holy Church Pope's true combat strength was still unknown, considering the addition of the Church's divine artifact, the Holy Lance Longinus, his combat power certainly wouldn't be weaker than a Six-winged Angel!
"Hmm... maybe? But don't worry, my trump cards aren't just Little Ke. Even if that old geezer the Pope comes personally, it'll be enough to give him a run for his money!"
Evelia smiled and nodded to Amya. Indeed, even Cerberus would have trouble protecting her before the Holy Church. But... if Cerberus wasn't enough, then what about the Lord of Hell Satan plus all Seven Demon Kings?
And Evelia was still thinking conservatively. Given Satan's doting-father nature, if anything really happened to her, Satan would probably bring the entire combat force of Hell up and scatter the Pope's ashes to the wind!
"Sigh... alright, since you have this confidence, then do as you say. But there's one thing you must promise me! When you come to the Church in the future, try not to come alone. I'll come with you."
Finally, looking at Evelia's solemn expression, Amya relented. Of course she knew Evelia's identity wasn't simple, but by her guess, Evelia's parents were at most at the Lord of Hell level. Wanting to protect Evelia from the Holy Church... while not easy, was still possible.
"Um... you two, finished discussing? How is it?"
"Mm, don't worry, Miss Jasmine. I'll join."
"That's wonderful~ I'll send a message to that old man... Bishop Sauron right now, and I'll take you through the ceremony directly! Don't worry, it's just a formality! Come over here~"
Saying this, Jasmine cheerfully pulled Evelia to the altar. A silver light flashed from her hand, and a Church Book of Prayers appeared out of thin air without warning.
Space Magic?
Evelia thought to herself.
Indeed, Jasmine as the Church Saint wasn't as delicate as she appeared on the surface.
"Come, Miss Evelia, the ceremony is about to officially begin~"
Jasmine spread open the Book of Prayers in her hands, smiling as she stood behind the altar. Her movements were so swift, without the slightest hesitation.
Was she that afraid she would run?
Evelia silently complained to herself.