The hero's gender is yet to be determined after rebirth.

"Haha, they even treasured it."

What they got in return was ridicule from those who left the sect.

bang——

A squad of Holy Church guardian soldiers appeared, escorting a high priest.

At the center of the high priest's black robe was a golden emblem of holy light, a sphere of light.

Father St. Mary exclaimed in a low voice, "The Grand Inspector Apostle!"

The high priest remained silent, but one of his knights shouted, "The Grand Church has long heard that the Holy Maiden Sect is notorious for deceiving its followers. Today it seems to be true!"

The priest of the Holy Maiden Church looked ashen-faced, and the devout followers panicked.

Bishop Harosa's face was serious and his gaze was deep.

The four groups that had come looking for trouble arrived together, and everyone knew that someone was behind it all. Especially the last group, which clearly indicated that someone with an absolutely powerful influence had suddenly made a move.

If the inspecting apostles were to report today's events to the main church, anyone could imagine the fate of the Holy Maiden Cult. At worst, it would be abolished; at best, it would be ordered to close the cult and repent for several years.

"Do you have anything else to say?" the priest asked perfunctorily, turning to leave.

They arrived and left immediately; their purpose couldn't be clearer.

The followers of the Sacred Heart Church couldn't help but focus their attention on Bishop Harosa.

"Your Majesty the Bishop..."

Bishop Harosa remained silent for a long time before turning towards the fountain of miracles.

He knelt reverently before the stone steps of the fountain, holding the bishop's scepter horizontally in front of him.

“By the spirit of the saint, hear the prayers of your devout followers.” Bishop Harosa’s aged voice rang out, “The Church of Saint Mary is declining, believers are scattered, and debts are pressing on our door. As the head bishop, I, Harosa, bear the guilt.”

The devout believers around them all knelt down.

Hasaro led the prayer, asking, "The devout believer is puzzled. If the Holy Light truly does not favor the Church of Our Lady, why did it descend upon us, bathing our sinful bodies, back then?"

The priest and the congregation bowed together, saying, "Please reveal the divine light."

Everyone had a vague feeling that this could only be the last prayer of the Holy Maiden Sect.

"If the Holy Light truly does not favor the Holy Maiden Sect, why does it bestow supreme glory upon us to help us advance?"

"If the Holy Light truly does not favor the Saintess Sect, then why is Saintess Elena a legend in the world?"

Bishop Harosa became increasingly agitated as he spoke, his aged voice choked with emotion.

He recalled his childhood visits to church, gazing up at the divine light that bathed the church in its supreme radiance, and his profound worship…

He recalled the exhilarating and reverent feeling he had experienced as a pastor in his ascetic practice, rapidly advancing to the rank of priest with the help of divine light…

He recalled his grand ambition when he received the bishop's scepter, determined to dedicate his life to restoring the former glory of the Sacred Heart Church...

“Holy Light above! Devout believers pray to you, if the Holy Light truly does not favor the Church of Saintess, must the Church close down today?” Bishop Harosa prostrated himself on the ground, his voice choked with sobs: “As the head bishop, my heart is filled with confusion…”

The Church of Saint Mary values ​​tranquility and elegance, and even though Bishop Harosa was emotionally agitated, he did not do anything excessive.

The Archbishop, the Apostle, was a little uneasy and immediately ordered his knights to step forward and interfere: "Don't let him disturb the holy light!"

Just as the Holy Knight was about to step forward, the traitorous priests and pastors, as if they had conspired beforehand, shouted in unison, "The Holy Maiden Sect is nothing! Hahahaha!"

“Nothing? The Holy Maiden Sect is nothing? No, it can’t be, the spirit of the Holy Maiden is above, it can’t be…” A devout believer fell to the ground, crying in despair.

Bishop Harosa, tears streaming down his face, looked up and saw the empty fountain of miracles, still devoid of any divine light or even a drop of holy water. Hearing the traitor's mockery, he was filled with utter despair and, disregarding his appearance, roared:

"Has the Holy Light truly ceased to favor us? Believers would never dare to betray their faith, but please, Holy Light, tell us, the Saintess Sect... perhaps it truly should not exist? The Saintess Sect... what exactly is it..."

boom------

As Bishop Harosa roared with all his might, the entire cathedral trembled slightly, as if an earthquake had struck.

"What's going on?!" The people inside the cathedral panicked.

A beam of sunlight suddenly pierced through the cathedral's colorful tiled dome, pouring down like a brilliant pillar of light standing majestically within the hall.

The candles and lamps became useless at this moment, and everyone stared in astonishment at the pillar of light.

Before anyone could react, the tremors quickly stopped, and the entire place fell silent.

The sound of rushing water came from somewhere.

The crowd searched for the sound in all directions.

"Look inside! A fountain! A fountain!" a believer exclaimed in surprise.

The once-dry fountain of miracles was instantly filled with crystal-clear holy water under the illumination of the sacred pillar of light.

puff----

Without anyone casting a spell, the fountain soared into the sky, its jet of water, over three zhang high, reflecting a divine light. Countless rainbows appeared above it, creating a breathtaking spectacle.

The fountain was radiant and magical; even the missionaries present, who possessed magical powers, could feel the authenticity of the holy water.

Not only that, but the bishop's scepter that had been out of his hand slowly rose up in front of Bishop Harosa, who was sitting on the ground, and floated back into his hand, returning to his control.

Bishop Harosa stood up unconsciously, still somewhat dazed.

wow——

Holy water poured down on them, and at the same time, a beam of light flashed, dazzling and radiant, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

A moment later, when people could see again, they saw Bishop Harosa holding his scepter, standing proudly before the sacred pillar of light and the fountain of miracles.

His original silver-threaded black robes and bishop attire gradually transformed under everyone's gaze.

A red background and a cardinal's robe inlaid with gold thread miraculously and slowly enveloped him.

Some people have already knelt down and worshipped: "Holy light above!"

"Cardinal! Bishop Harosa has been promoted to Cardinal!" The followers of the Holy Maiden Church wept with joy: "By the spirit of the Holy Maiden!"

Bishop Harosa showed no arrogance. As if guided by a divine revelation, he slowly turned and knelt before the sacred pillar of light, praying with unwavering devotion: "Spirit of the Holy Maiden above, please grant the faithful an oracle..."

"By the spirit of the Holy Maiden!"

No one present could stand anymore; even those who had betrayed the Holy Maiden Sect knelt down on their own initiative.

Even the patrolling apostles and holy knights from the main church were moved by the supreme faith and knelt down.

The pillar of light shone brighter, the fountain flowed higher, and everything seemed to further demonstrate the miracle.

Everyone cautiously looked up at the fountain of miracles.

The fountain's water jets condensed into shimmering water strokes, forming four characters that no one present recognized.

They don't recognize the script, but that doesn't hinder their understanding at all.

The divine light has already conveyed its message to their hearts with supreme divine power.

It seemed as if a supremely noble female voice was answering the devout believer's prayers from the depths of the universe.

What is the Holy Maiden Sect?

The Holy Maiden Sect, on a grand scale, contains the supreme essence of heaven and earth! On a small scale, it encompasses the most minute aspects of all things!

"The great contains primordial energy, the minute enters the infinite." Suddenly, everyone understood the four divine words that appeared in the holy water, reflecting the divine light and revealing a miracle:

[Large scope, small details included]!

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The great forest where the Tree of Life resides.

The Elven people's memorial service for the Sword Saint Warrior has ended.

Sylph remained seated before the hero's grave, unable to leave for a long time.

It's unprecedented for a human graveyard to be found in the heart of the Elf Forest. This would only have happened if it weren't for the hero's special status and Sylph's resolute stance—she wouldn't return home unless she was buried here.

The hero's tomb lies beneath the Fountain of Life, perpetually bathed in its waters. Some elves speculate that his body may not have even decayed.

"Idiot, how could someone like you die!" Sylph had said this word to the tombstone countless times.

If I ever meet him again, I'll definitely warn him to be extremely careful. But...

Sylph began searching through various ancient texts within her tribe. While she found no way to resurrect the dead, it seemed there was a spell that could allow the elves to find the reincarnation of human souls after death—the Feather Rebirth Technique!

An elf sacrifices all her memories and honed abilities, betting her long lifespan as a token of her desire to meet someone again in their next life...

Chapter 009 Lorenwei's First Birthday

In the morning, Lorenwei, still in her swaddling clothes, fluttered her long eyelashes and slowly woke up from her sleep.

She realized that unlike usual, she wasn't in Aisser's arms this time.

Looking around, the original elegant white room had been changed to a light pink, making it look somewhat like a princess room.

"Happy birthday, baby!" Aisser, wearing a purple tricorn hat, flicked her finger, and sparks flew as fireworks burst open with the help of spark magic. "Today is your first birthday!"

Today is my birthday? My birthday in this life. Lorenwei was a little stunned.

Although she had heard the Jensens mention it a few days ago, she didn't take it seriously at all.

Jason soon appeared, wearing a green hat.

Pfft—Lorenwei's eyes widened, and she quickly burst out laughing.

Jason looked extremely embarrassed and awkward; it was obvious that Aisser had forced him.

“I’m telling you, Aisser, I’ve heard Mu Zhe say that being cuckolded is a bad thing. It seems like many places say that being cuckolded is also bad.”

“But Mu Zhe said he’s willing to be friends with people who like to wear green hats.” Aisser chuckled, “Never mind, I’ll get you a different one.”

A blue pointed hat was put on him, and Jason's expression softened.

The couple began to sing softly around Lorenwei.

It sounds nice, I'm talking about Aisser. Lorenwei initially enjoyed it, after all, Aisser's soft voice is very pleasant to listen to.

But Jason sang off-key.

Oh right, this guy always sings off-key. Lorenwei recalled a time when they were drinking together; the usually composed sage, after a few drinks, would start belting out songs. He not only summoned female ghosts, but even attracted the female cave demons, who thought a male was courting…

"Wow—Happy Birthday!" Aisser flicked her hands, and multiple small fire spells and fireworks bloomed together.