Chapter 697: Chapter D252: Return (Part 2)
Although there is still so ti before the official selection begins, as the Depraved Hero said, such an important ceremony, even if conducted a bit hastily, will not have anyone delaying until the last mont to arrive.
The gentle breeze actively transported distant voices to her ears, letting her hear many unfamiliar nas.
Whether in the alleyways or in tavern restaurants, citizens were discussing the popular candidates for the next Saintess.
[Hero’s fa in the Holy City (15 divergence, Kingdom fa 7, Cruising bishop 5)]
D30 7 5=d30(4) 7 5=16
The Hero glided past the edge of the city and occasionally caught fragnts of conversation about herself along the way.
Even though the number of Saintess candidates was large, each one was selected among thousands, and there weren’t candidates without attention.
“The affairs at the border have actually spread here…”
The Hero murmured softly, vaguely feeling that it was likely the Cruising bishop’s doing.
Thinking back, sotis his attitude towards her was quite strange; perhaps he felt she might beco the next Saintess?
Recalling that bishop long gone, she belatedly realized this and shook her head with a smile.
“I wonder if he’s in the Holy City, and when I might see him again.”
In the border highlands, leveraging the power of ancient heroic spirits and the military, she successfully slew the ancient Great Demon that had just been unsealed. This achievent earned her considerable praise and recognition in the Holy City as well.
Though she was still relatively inexperienced, considering the special circumstance of this selection, no one felt she was unqualified.
[Holy City reputation viewed as Kingdom reputation, Hero gains fa points=4*5000=20000]
Yet her reputation in the Holy City was still limited to this for now.
Not to ntion the existence of ancient heroic spirits and border military raised doubts about how much impact the Hero truly had?
Moreover, in the Holy City, which hadn’t faced an Arcane Surge in nearly a century, such thoughts were commonplace—
‘Since the Divine Knowledge Saintess didn’t take action personally, the so-called ancient Great Demon isn’t actually much of a threat, is it?’
If soldiers who experienced the highland battle were present and heard such words, they’d likely flush with anger and prepare to fight.
The forr ridicule of the Key of Transformation wasn’t entirely incorrect; under the joint efforts of the Divine Knowledge Saintess and the Kingdom, years of peace and prosperity had dulled many people’s senses.
Even the collapse of the Capital and the self-imposed guilt of the Divine Knowledge Saintess caused great ideological upheaval in the Holy City, leaving no one daring to underestimate the strength of disaster,
but among the Saintess candidates, there were battle nuns and Holy Knights who aid to defeat powerful magic creatures, inspired by the Divine Knowledge Saintess.
So why do people focus on a fledgling Hero from the border rather than those long-established strong figures?
‘Well, although I’m not a border native, no matter, it’s fine.’
Reflecting on the pleasant tis in the Border City, the Hero was indifferent to those rumors reaching her ears.
Besides, those statents weren’t without reason, considering she had just lost a fight before leaving and didn’t have much confidence to bravely express how capable she was.
As the gliding distance gradually increased, the city’s bustle faded away, leaving only the gentle sea breeze rustling by her ears as the Hero adjusted her posture, preparing to land.
A few ters above the ground, she removed her short boots, landing lightly barefoot, leaving small footprints on the delicate, soft white sand of the seaside beach.
With one hand carrying her boots, she took off her nun’s hat with the other hand, and her waist-length black hair unraveled in the early sumr sea breeze, cascading down like a black waterfall and fluttering lightly.
After walking forward a few steps, the tide-driven waves lightly lapped against her small feet, splashing a few clumps of white foam, and the cold sensation made the girl’s toes curl slightly.
Still, she quickly beca accustod to this feeling, even sensing the friendliness and familiarity within the waves.
She stood quietly on the beach, gazing at the vast blue sea. On the boundless water surface, scales of light danced under the sunlight, reflected in her Erald Eyes.
Joy, regret, longing… complex emotions intertwined within her chest, and the Hero slowly smiled.
“—I’m back.”
The sound of waves did not cease, yet it seed to respond to her return.
[Sea Moon Demon’s extra judgnt success—enhanced awakening: Sea Origin]
D100 30=d100(7) 30=37
Note: Composite judgnt, Chasing mory Great Success 30, 100 gain recognition of Deep Sea, rmaid Incarnation upgraded to R7 , 50- and mory as the sea, under observation of Great Demon.
[Great Demon’s mory (Moon-Sea)]
D10=d10(6)=6
→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←
Near the Inner Sea bay of the Holy City, the Hero carried shoes and hat in one hand and tidied her long hair, blown loose by the sea breeze, with the other hand. Her fair barefoot stepped on fine soft white sand, creating delicate footfalls.
The early sumr sea breeze carried a hint of salty fragrance, mischievously lifting her wide nun’s clothes, which then hugged her skin the next mont, faintly outlining soft curves.
On the morning sea shore, there were only sporadic figures; occasionally soone glanced at the Hero, but upon seeing her in ordinary nun attire, their gaze dismissed indifferently.
As the Church headquarters, residents here often saw various sect clerics, and while figures like the Cruising bishop, a Legendary Professional, weren’t everywhere, they weren’t exceedingly rare either.
Not being overly noticed was just what the Hero desired. While kicking the waves, she headed toward the sparsely populated direction.
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