(Wester lands- Metropolis of Relanter)

(Central City Sq.)

The solar was hanging brightly within the sky above town. There was not a cloud in sight and a cool breeze blew gently on the faces of the residents.

In the midst of town was a central sq..

It was a spot the place the residents may collect to listen to the newest information from town lord. Often, these bulletins had been about a rise in taxes.

Nonetheless immediately was a bit totally different for the one sounds that crammed the air had been these of prayers and the candy hymns of reward.

“Could the sunshine of Lord Varion shine down upon you.”

“Reward be the identify of his grace for he is filled with righteousness.”

“Blessing to those who dwell a lifetime of piousness and worship. For many who love their neighbours shall be granted entry to the gates of salvation.”

Plainly dressed nuns with clear eyes and shiny expressions walked via the gang whereas handing out items of bread to the hungry.

Clergymen sporting magnificent white robes with golden threads stood on the far edges of the plaza whereas holding a number of books in hand.

Every preached fervently about God’s message to the devoted believers that gathered round them.

Accompanying these clergymen had been knights and volunteers from the native temple.

Standing in the course of the city sq. was a frail wanting lady.

Her magnificence was like a sickly flower or a candle burning weakly in the course of a tempest. Those that gazed upon her vestige dared not search for lengthy.

In fact, another excuse why they didn’t stare was the fearsome feminine knight that stood straight behind the sickly magnificence.

The aura of intimidation and the low strain surrounding her physique made it tough for the worshippers to remain for too lengthy.

“Could your accidents heal because the blessings of our Lord flows via me,” Elisa whispered softly.

She stretched out her palm and gently touched the brow of a bit of lady who was lacking an eye fixed.

A glow of holy mild erupted from her fingertips and coated the little lady’s face. When the previous saintess eliminated her palm, the little lady’s lacking eye had now been totally restored.

Elisa smiled warmly on the awe-struck little one and gestured for her to go in the direction of the ready arms of her dad and mom.

“Thanks! Thanks!” the daddy shouted in pleasure as he held his daughter in his arms and spun her round fortunately.

Elisa gazed on the household and for a quick second a wierd emotion flashed throughout her eyes.

It was humorous to suppose that she was utilizing the ability of her individuals’s best enemy to assist those that would kill her with out hesitation ought to her identification be revealed.

“Are you okay? Do you want some relaxation?” Claire’s heat voice reduce via the haze of darkish ideas surfacing in Elisa’s thoughts.

“No… I can nonetheless heal a couple of extra,” Elisa replied calmly.

“Simply ensure to not overdo it,” Claire spoke sternly earlier than stepping again and resuming her place as a watchful guardian.

The smile on Elisa’s face grew to become a bit extra real as she glanced on the chilly face of her cute paladin.

Possibly there was one human who would not kill her…

Phrase started to unfold concerning the highly effective healer within the city sq. and shortly extra residents got here to see the joy.

One of many knights from the native church rushed again to the temple to carry some providing baskets for donations.

He would quickly need to rush forwards and backwards as the hampers had been crammed up shortly from the grateful believers.

Elisa continued to shut her eyes and channel the holy mild via her physique with the intention to heal the sick and the injured.

Because the solar slowly sank in the direction of the west, the previous saintess slowed down her therapeutic and as an alternative allowed the nuns to deal with these with mild accidents with primary first support expertise.

Claire was the one tier two paladin current within the city sq., so she assumed command of the church’s knights by the benefit of her seniority.

Thankfully, there have been no surprising incidents to this point, however Claire was all the time vigilant in case of an emergency.

“Are you achieved for the day?” Claire requested with concern as she noticed Elisa open her mouth and yawn sleepily.

“Hmm… I…I feel I need to go to the governor’s mansion after which we are able to return to the inn,” Elisa replied thoughtfully.

Claire was not suspicious of her sudden request and figured that her kind-hearted companion needed to pay town lord a go to to offer his household blessings.

She gestured in the direction of the closest knight and whispered to him to ship a message to the pinnacle of the native church.

“Shall the 2 of us set off now? We must always have the ability to arrive in about half an hour or forty minutes,” Claire spoke calmly.

“Why do not we invite the opposite members of the church to hitch us? Elisa urged with a smile that resembled a predator whose prey was inside their grasp.

She moderately identified {that a} procession of simply two individuals was a bit unusual for an official church go to.

Claire requested round and several other of the nuns and the clergymen within the city sq. agreed to hitch them on their journey to the governor’s mansion.

Others had been content material to remain a bit of longer within the plaza and preach to the remaining believers.

The procession heading in the direction of the governor’s mansion now consisted of round thirty members of the church.

It was a big crowd…

And precisely what Elisa hoped for.

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(Metropolis of Relanter- Varion Church)

(Ten minutes later…)

The cash that had been collected to this point had been positioned in a particular room the place a person wearing heavy black robes stood smiling from ear to ear.

A protracted picket desk had been positioned within the heart of the room and luggage upon luggage of cash had been on prime of the desk.

The top of the native church was a priest named Father Amos.

Father Amos was an aged man who walked round holding a heavy picket cane. Unusual runes and patterns had been engraved onto its picket floor.

His often stern look had disappeared and had as an alternative been changed by a cheerful smile of pleasure.

Though the Varion Church was the principle faith on the continent their affect was strongest within the capitol metropolis.

Nonetheless, outdoors of the capitol was a unique story…

With the passage of time, fewer and fewer bizarre residents believed or feared the overseas races sufficient to drive them to attend mass.

Few males or girls would have the ability to change into full fledged paladins or excessive clergymen able to therapeutic any wounds.

Regardless of the pope’s finest efforts with out the looming risk of overseas races it was arduous to get humanity united behind their banner.

And extra importantly… these bizarre residents didn’t donate sufficient!

Father Amos struggled to comprise his pleasure as he gazed on the luggage of overflowing copper and gold cash.

When was the final time they’d collected so many donations?

He truthfully couldn’t keep in mind.

At first, he had been reluctant to agree to permit some members of his church to hitch the previous saintess Elisa on her mission to unfold the phrase of God.

However now… he couldn’t be extra grateful that he had determined to say sure.

Father Amos set free a hearty chuckle and reached for the closest gold cash with an undisguised expression of greed on his face.

Simply as he was about to pocket one of many gold cash, he was interrupted by a heavy knocking sound on the door

Knock! Knock!

Father Amos scowled and headed for the door in a foul temper. Did he not inform his followers to not trouble him?

“What’s it?” Father Amos harshly spoke as he flung open the door.

There was a fresh-faced knight standing by the door. He gave the impression to be simply a teen and his eyes had been filled with respect as he appeared on the priest.

“Excuse me sir… Excessive Priestess Elisa has requested to go to the governor’s mansion with the intention to personally bless the the Aristocracy that guard this metropolis,” the younger knight spoke politely.

“Why are you bothering me about that? Is not it only a go to to Lord Cain to offer his household some blessings?” Father Amos spoke irritably.

“I am sorry sir however I… I… simply thought that it was correct protocol to tell you of any adjustments to the schedule,” the knight hesitantly replied.

Father Amos set free a heavy sigh and stared on the younger knight.

This was yet one more a kind of knights with a head filled with nothing however justice.

Guidelines, rules, doing all the pieces by the e book… it was all so horribly boring.

These rigid members of his church had been the aged priest’s greatest fear. They by no means knew when to compromise or flip a blind eye.

“Sure, she has my full permission,” Father Amos declared firmly.

He shut the door on the younger knight’s face after which returned to the piles of cash.

The footsteps of the younger knight light away into the space and Father Amos all of the sudden stopped just some toes away from the desk.

Was he forgetting one thing?

The governor’s mansion… one thing concerning the governor’s mansion…

Wait… a minute… the batch of darkish elves!

Father Amos froze for a second as he considered a sure risk earlier than pushing that thought to the again of his thoughts.

No… it will look suspicious if he denied the previous saintess’ request.

Moreover, Lord Cain was a person used to secrecy and it was not possible to find the slaves that he stored in his cellar.

Within the first place why would the previous saintess even go to the decrease flooring of the mansion.

Father Amos efficiently satisfied himself that nothing would go improper after which headed in the direction of the cash with peace in thoughts.

He would later come to remorse his resolution.