Chapter 759: Chapter D273: Deserted Village
The Hero took the broken sword and clothes from the Gleaming Scale Serpent, also curiously examined this Holy Artifact for a while, then left the compartnt and returned to her new room within the Cathedral.
Although the Depraved Hero had synchronized with her mories earlier, there was one thing she said incorrectly: to sleep well, there’s no need to return to the inn.
Because upon awakening, the Pope inford the Hero that she had gained permanent residence rights in the Cathedral—a cherished honor longed for by countless Believers, also aning she truly owned a place of her own in the Holy City.
[Room Specifications]
D30 50=d30(23) 50=73
Moreover, it wasn’t a small room, but a small villa accompanied by a courtyard and garden. Though not spacious, the environnt was as impressive as any Noble residence the Hero had seen.
Undoubtedly, this was a privilege many Saintess Candidates didn’t have,
‘The old man is quite generous.’
“That one is under the Pope, at least show so respect, alright.” The Hero put down the armor and sword she was holding, removed her headscarf, and her flowing dark hair fell over her shoulders, then she tied it into two thin long braids.
‘Isn’t the Saintess supposed to be on par with the Pope? If it weren’t for you rescuing him, I’d say he’d be in the ground by now. If that were the case, maybe we could take over for a while.’
Already too weary to counter her other self’s wild words, the Hero gently slipped off the white robe, soft silk flowing like water over her skin. Then she bent down and ticulously donned the Judgent armor, still carrying the faint warmth.
“Alright—”
Armor custom-tailored to her other self’s figure fit naturally and perfectly, with no part ill-fitting.
The Hero fastened the shoulder pads and breastplate, put on the gloves, and firmly inserted the broken sword back on her back. As she turned, the half-cloak adorned with Holy Text rose like Feather Wings.
She strode out, pushed open the door, and the Gleaming Scale Serpent, who had just left, awaited.
A truly outstanding attendant and Housekeeper won’t show loyalty by sticking to their master incessantly, but instead appear at the precise mont the master needs, offering exactly what’s required.
“Miss, I’ve already acquired the copy of the Evil-breaking Church’s assignnt letter for you to review.”
“Excellent!” The Hero glanced at the assignnt letter, nodded contentedly, “Let’s get out of the city, we’re going to slay Goblins!”
The Gleaming Scale Serpent watched the Hero’s spirited figure with a smile playing on his lips.
Soon after, the man’s form disappeared, turning into a crystalline Elent Core, landing on the snake-shaped hairpin on the Hero’s braids.
“As you command, Your Majesty.”
[The reason for the village’s desertion is]
1~3. Tsunami
4. Relocation
5. Earthquake
6. Black Gate
7. Nightmare Magic Disaster
8. Warti Isolation
9. Otherworld
10. Great Success/Great Failure
D10=d10(4)=4
♛: Relocation
→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←
The Holy City is vast, historically undergoing nurous expansions, making the journey from the Central Great Cathedral to the city gates rather lengthy.
Yet, although Flying is prohibited in the Pure White Square, outside the city there is no such restriction. Therefore, as soon as the Hero stepped out of the square, she impatiently activated the strength of the ankle band.
The light of Wind Moon Night glowed faintly at the ankle, expanded once reaching her thigh and then shrunk half a circle, gently tightening around her fair white thigh, the ankle band flowing with lancholy night scenery.
Subsequently, the Pure Wind surged out from Wind Moon Night, enveloping the Hero and lifting her into the sky. She took a mont to orient herself in the high altitude, her form then turned into a stream of light, heading straight towards the Deserted Village.
Unlike the rules of the Adventurer Guild, the assignnt letters on the Church’s bulletin board do not disappear. Once taken down, the bulletin board reproduces an identical docunt again after so ti, only truly vanishing once soone completes the job.
Most of the Church’s missions are unremunerated and can be accepted by anyone eting the qualifications, with no first-co-first-served notion, not even needing an assignnt letter, as long as one rembers the content they can accomplish them.
To ensure the smooth operation of this system, the Church puts in trendous efforts behind the scenes.
For the Hero who only wishes to slay Goblins, these details don’t really matter, but this doesn’t indicate she is indifferent to other things.
“Gleaming Scale, did I spend all my sleeping days in the Cathedral’s library? Did you gain anything?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Discovering his painstaking studies could prove useful, the Gleaming Scale Serpent’s Spirit was invigorated, promptly responding.
“The Cathedral’s library is truly grand; if your grandfather were here, he’d likely be enamored too.
“Because I thought you might be interested in those assignnts, I also investigated relevant information.”
The exceptional Housekeeper narrated, listing everything gleaned from the books.
According to the local chronicles he found in the Holy City, there isn’t anything particularly unusual about the village far from the Holy City—it’s simply that its residents were enticed by the vibrant life in the Holy City, and it was conveniently located at a near yet not too distant spot, leading to a slow and steady migration of the entire village to reside in the Holy City.
Although this wasn’t a sudden occurrence, rather a migration spanning over ten years, the final result was the old village being thoroughly vacated, with its buildings relatively well-preserved becoming abandoned territory, a deserted village.
Each household might have had its own reasons, but the docunts hadn’t left such detailed notes.
“No wonder it attracted Goblins, they know where it’s more comfortable to live after all.”
Though humans themselves relinquished the dwelling, thinking that a place once belonging to humankind is now invaded by Goblins, the Hero couldn’t help but furrow her brows.
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