Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals Chapter 52: Nuns

Atlan wiped the cold sweat off his eyebrows. That was close…

He was a little bit caught off guard by this interrogation which didn't seem like an interrogation at all. Perhaps, that was intentional. Pterina was able to make him feel comfortable with her as if he was just conversing with an old friend.

He didn't think that she'd use her LifeSkill to try and see through his lies.

I should have known better, he thought to himself.

After all, it was not hard to guess that a disaster as large as that one would garner the attention of the HeadQuarters. They'd stop at nothing to find out the truth about what happened.

Thankfully, his powers pulled through. Pterina didn't see through his lie because Atlan had full control over his own body–a side effect of having SSS class Physique LifeSkill.

He didn't show any perturbations in his body as if he was telling the truth, which she believed.

He didn't know what he would have done if they found out he lied. Would I try to explain the truth? Would I try to bury my lies with more? He shook his head. He didn't have to burden himself with these things.

"Are you okay?" Lizzie asked him.

He nodded his head. "I'm fine."

"She might have jogged up bad mories to you, but it's all for a good cause. Once they find out the reason why that anomaly happened, then they could prevent it in the future."

Atlan guessed why it happened. And he knew that they wouldn't be able to solve it. Things would continue to escalate until they're all forced to realize that Angels died, and so did their immortality.

"If you're not feeling fine, we can postpone the ceremony."

He looked at her, confused. "What ceremony?"

"Well, even though you all technically failed the mission, HeadQuarters recognized all of your efforts and have deed that the mission be considered a success!

You guys did kill a Canzer. And with a successful mission cos a reward. Since you guys weren't able to get it in the Redium, it will be given to you guys here, in this church."

Atlan looked around the room and finally realized why this room was full of designs depicting heaven.

"So this is a church…"

Churches were the heart of any God's Territory. This was where the citizens gave their thanks and worship to the God for Their blessings.

"Yes, this also the place where Saviors get their injuries taken care of. Nuns and priests call upon the Genesis God to give blessings to those who have suffered. Neumann needed a lot of blessings; his injury was quite severe.

Thankfully, you didn't have any. You just passed out due to exhaustion."

Atlan rembered the grueso sight of Neumann bleeding out, with his innards out in the open. He wondered how they were able to heal such grisly injuries.

"Are you ready to go?"

Atlan thought for a second and then nodded his head. He wanted to know what this 'blessing' was supposed to be.

"Let's go," she said as she led the way out the door.

When Atlan ca out, he saw a hallway with rooms lined up similar to the one he was in. When he looked up, he saw a tall ceiling with more intricate paintings drawn in.

He saw won walking around with elegant steps. They wore simple white tunics down to their ankles and a veil on their heads that covered their hair.

Nuns, Atlan guessed.

As they walked past an open door, Atlan took a peak and saw a nun sitting on the bed and praying to an unconscious man. Suddenly, a white light bead down from the ceiling and imrsed the man in a holy light. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and showed a serene expression.

He saw first hand how a nun 'healed' an unconscious man. Did they do the sa to ?

And even though most of them were busy doing their jobs, they couldn't help but take a sneak peek at Atlan when he walked by. Their eyes showed amazent as they whispered to one another.

"It's that porter…"

"He's so young!"

"How blessed is he…"

Lizzie saw the confused look on Atlan's face and she couldn't help but chuckle. After such heroic acts, didn't he expect such praise from other people?

"Your na has spread far and wide, Star Porter. I don't think I've ever co across anyone who didn't hear about the courageous porter who risked his life to save his teammates.

You've made a splash with your first mission."

Atlan didn't think that they'd react this way. He just simply did what he thought should be done. He hated suffering, and he couldn't bear to live with the thought that he didn't help his teammates when he could.

"Was it that impressive?"

"Of course!" she scread and her voice echoed through the walls. She gave the nuns a silent apology once she realized she had broken the silence and serenity of the church.

"You went back even though multiple Deiztruphia Canzers were roaming through the Redium. Nobody would have done that, not even Saviors stronger than you.

After so investigation, it was deed that the mission was actually in the 3rd stage Student difficulty! You braved through the Redium, saved other Saviors, and survived through it all–while you were only a 1st stage Student!"

That's a 3rd stage student difficulty?

Atlan awkwardly let out a laugh. Even though she apologized for raising her voice, Lizzie couldn't help but praise Atlan with a booming voice.

He wondered how surprised she'd be if she knew that he soloed a 3rd stage Student difficulty mission.

"HeadQuarters have been telling everybody about your story. They want you to beco the silver lining in this terrible situation.

They're hailing you as an extraordinary talent with a bright future. You'd definitely be given more missions later."

Knowing that missions could suddenly escalate for the worse, Atlan didn't know if this was a good thing or not.

They finally stopped walking when they ca across grand entry double doors that led directly to the main church.

Lizzie opened the door.