Western Fantasy: The Princess Wants to Save the World

The city lord took another look at the official letter in his hand.

As if he had made up his mind, the city lord burned the official letter and looked at the city of Aslade shrouded in moonlight.

It’s just a city. We can just rebuild it later.

Cecilia tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. She got out of bed, opened the window, and the cool night breeze blew into the room.

Several jasmine flowers floated in the air.

Cecilia, who had just relaxed a little, became alert again in an instant.

Seven jasmine flowers are suspended in the air.

magic.

But Cecilia couldn't feel the source of the magic.

She looked outside and said, "Abeluna, is that you?"

No one answered her.

"If it were you, change the placement of these jasmines."

After a moment, seven jasmine flowers fell on Cecilia's windowsill. They seemed to have fallen randomly, but in fact they were arranged in a Z shape.

Cecilia sighed.

"Abeluna, what do you want to do?"

On one hand, he gave himself the Jasmine so that he could sleep well, but on the other hand, he helped Freya to attack the people here.

No one answered Cecilia.

I don’t know if it was because Abeluna cast a sleeping magic on Jasmine, but this time after Cecilia went to bed, she actually slept until dawn.

It had been a long time since Cecilia had slept so soundly. Last night when she went to bed, Cecilia forgot to close the window, and the sound of birds singing outside was heard.

It looks like good weather.

Finnian appeared downstairs of the hotel again, waiting for Cecilia to go preaching together.

With Cecilia's help, Finnian felt a lot more relaxed.

Cecilia politely rejected Finnian, "I'm sorry, I need to go out of town today and I don't know when I can come back. If I come back early, I will come to find you."

Finnian also felt a little disappointed, but Cecilia was a princess after all, and she must have come here for her own business. He had already troubled her for two days, and he really shouldn't waste Cecilia's time any longer.

"Just take care of your own business. You don't have to take care of me."

The two said goodbye to each other, Cecilia left the city, and Finnian continued his missionary work in the city of Aslade.

Although Prince Morpheus has implemented a nationwide policy regarding churches forcing people to believe in the Sun Goddess, perhaps because the city of Aslade is located in a remote area, the local church still actually forces people to come here to pray.

Finnian did not notice this at first and thought that the people coming to the church were spontaneous.

Today I happened to run into the leader of the local church forcing residents to come and pray.

The one being forced was an old woman, whose son and grandson died in the riot in the Gold Mine Road some time ago. "If the Sun Goddess really exists, can you return my son and grandson to me? My grandson is only thirteen years old this year! He has never done anything bad, why did my grandson die?"

The old woman openly questioned the statue of the sun goddess in the church.

Finnian felt sorry for what happened to the old woman. He stepped forward to stop the leader's behavior, "It is not the teaching of our church to take action."

After seeing Finnian, the leader immediately restrained his previous arrogance.

Finnian squatted in front of the old woman. "Your experience is very sad. The Sun Goddess loves the world. She looks at everyone equally and arranges the way for everyone to leave in an equal manner."

As he spoke, Finnian took out a handkerchief and handed it to the old woman. "Perhaps to some extent, the departure of your son and grandson is just a test from the Sun Goddess. Only when you realize this, can you see the guidance of the Sun Goddess."

The old woman took the handkerchief and wiped her tears. "If this is her test of me, I would rather give up my faith in her."

The leader on the side wanted to rush forward and attack the old woman, but was stopped by Finnian again. "Prince Morpheus has issued a decree that all beings can believe voluntarily. I respect your choice. May the Sun Goddess bless you with good health for the rest of your life."

The leader didn't know whether Finnian was really simple-minded or had a black heart. The old woman had lost her son and grandson, and only she and her daughter-in-law were left at home. For someone who had lost her loved ones, it was hard to say whether it was a blessing or a curse to live a healthy and long life for the rest of her life.

Fortunately, the old woman hadn't thought of this yet, and she turned and left the church.

Finnian said loudly to the other people in the church, "Prince Morpheus has personally issued a policy that the whole country has freedom of religion. If there are people who do not believe in the Sun Goddess, they can leave on their own. We will not force them."

After saying this, Finnian continued to pray on his own, no longer caring whether others would stay or not.

The leader watched the people leaving one after another, sweat dripping down his face, fearing that this big shot from Petra would dismiss him if he was unhappy.

In the end, there were not many people left in the church.

After Finnian finished his blessing prayer, he saw the somewhat empty church and sighed imperceptibly. He still had a long way to go in his missionary work.

My father was right, missionary work is not an easy thing.

He had been deceived by the leader these days, and Cecilia seemed to be very adept at it, so he felt a little complacent and thought that preaching was very easy.

Finnian presided over the rest of the group and continued the process as it should have been.

There was a young girl standing at the entrance of the church. Finnian politely pointed to an empty seat and said, "If you want to pray, please come and sit over here."

The girl at the door shook her head, "I have something to tell you."

Finnian was a little unhappy. The interruption of the process was extremely disrespectful to the Sun Goddess. "Please wait a moment."

After saying this, he stopped looking at the girl at the door and continued to preside over the process.

Freya at the door had a cracked expression on her face. What happened?

Shouldn't this guy have been able to meet all the requests he made?

I have condescended to come to him, but he doesn't appreciate it?

But Freya needed Finnian's help now, so she could only stand outside the church and wait.

The process for believers was very long, and many people left today, so Finnian had to spend a little more time explaining to the Sun Goddess that the departure of these people was just an individual's natural choice, and asked the Sun Goddess not to vent her anger on these people.

By the time Finnian's process was finished, it was almost time for lunch.

Freya was waiting outside, feeling bored and anxious, but Finnian seemed not to notice her after that and continued to carry out his procedures with full concentration.

One is Valken, the other is Finnian, why don't things go as the prophecy says?

Aren't they supposed to help themselves?

Why are all of them siding with that impostor?

Gallup too, how could he bear to let that fake out?

Does that mean you already know that the other party is a fake?