"Hui Hui had also lost before, so, although being beaten by them hurt a lot, she wasn't that angry."
Hui Hui tiptoed and patted my head, smiling as she said, "And Mira loves this world, so Hui Hui will also try to love this world just like Mira."
That day, I quietly put down the Holy Helt, hiding my emotions, and softly said,
"I am a follower of the Lord of Dawn, executing justice in the human world. Maybe one day my faith will fade, but that day is not today."
Yes, because I knew very well, I hadn't made a move.
That evening, I once again went to Losanda's temple and t the man sitting in the Pope's seat.
"Father, was it you?"
The Pope shook his head and said, "It wasn't ."
"Then swear by the na of God!"
"By the na of God, I swear I am Losanda's chosen one and will forever safeguard the glory of justice!"
Sohow, I suddenly felt a breath of relief in my heart.
"Don't you want to ask who did it?" the man said.
"Even the most intrigue-loving Priest of the Black Sun wouldn't idly do such a thing on the Holy Mountain.
If it wasn't you, who else could do such a thing but the high ranks of the other churches?"
Father's expression softened into a relieved smile,
"Letting you travel across the vast lands over these years was indeed the best choice I've made in my life.
My daughter, the darkness within the hearts of the wise can sotis be worse than that of demons.
Do you rember what you said when I first t you in those days?"
I lowered my head, three hundred years of mories rushed back, finally freezing at that night engulfed in flas, when he cried bitterly.
"If, after witnessing endless pain, you still believe you are just, then…"
I murmured.
"Then it ans we have truly done wrong, child. When that ti cos, rise up and seek just revenge against us!
My daughter, if you are, would you choose, in such a situation, to continue adhering to the order of the Pope Country you swore to uphold, turning a blind eye to that girl...
Or would you betray your oath, pick up your cross, and charge forward, shouting 'God, please forgive !'"
The Pope's voice floated like it ca from Hell, but I showed a relieved smile,
"Is there a need to ask?"
"This matter is deeply entangled with Hui Hui, now many churches have solemnly declared, demanding her imdiate purification."
"There is no other possibility?"
"They wouldn't dare to move against a Saintess who fought for over three hundred years, but they can act against a child you cannot protect. That's the kind of thing those rats would orchestrate,"
"Because I threatened them?"
The Pope nodded, "Because you threatened them. The world calls you the Saintess of the Holy Briania, but aside from the Dawn Lord Church, so people are unwilling to acknowledge it.
We don't care about this, but they do. The power they hold is not sothing they would easily let go of."
"Even if it ans betraying justice?"
"No, as long as they can hold onto their power, so people never hesitate to use the greatest malice against others. The once pure Holy Mountain has already changed.
The bravest have mostly fallen on the path to eliminating demons. Those left behind always harbor so impure thoughts.
Constant concession won't earn their gratitude; it's better to start with and purge this no longer pure Holy Mountain!"
...
Back ho again, I didn't see Hui Hui anymore.
Finally, I let out a long sigh and softly said, "Rest assured, Hui Hui... I will soon join you. I have already seen Hell."
The next day, the Holy Fire blazed vigorously, and Hui Hui wailed in anguish within the flas.
I felt my heart burn to death along with hers.
But it wasn't ti to act yet.
This was all part of the plan.
When the flas extinguished, I ca to Hui Hui's body and gently stroked her beautiful hair.
The Holy Fla hadn't burned her body, rely taken sothing from it.
When my domain covered the entire Holy Mountain, I faintly saw again the voice that had given a can of yellow peach in my dreams.
He stood before , his face indistinct, but the only thing visible was those deep, shimring crimson eyes.
His lips moved slightly, softly saying to , "The one who killed your father was a 'god.' Rember this term; it's the monster that brings apocalypse and took your father's life."
"A m~onster?" Yufimia subconsciously said.
The figure was blurry, but the coldness in the voice felt like ice springwater,
"Yes, a monster. They like to occupy the minds of the faint-hearted, leaving them thinking of nothing else but to grovel to them for favor.
Sotis they play with their prey like a sated cat with a mouse, giving it hope, then slowly taking its life away."
Yufimia opened her mouth, her voice hoarse, "Is the world of the divine so cruel?"
"The addiction to Divine Power is too strong, the chosen ones lose their sense of pain, indulge in it, and beco the playthings of the gods resurrecting from their bodies, at their rcy.
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