Firefly Journey

The neighboring St. Philharmonic Cathedral had just held a grand coronation ceremony, leaving this small chapel, belonging to the sanctuary, deserted. The already small number of believers had dwindled even further; everyone seemed to have turned to the light, forgetting that darkness was also a part of the world.

Without the profundity of darkness, how can the preciousness of light be highlighted?

After witnessing the grand ceremony of the Papacy, Joanna and her entourage, who had come on a diplomatic mission, seemed to have figured out why their own church was empty.

With their mission accomplished, Joanna and the others should prepare to return to the temple.

Bennett, in his "collapse," held a farewell ceremony. Of course, the purpose was not to express his loyalty to the Temple or the Goddess of Darkness, but to take good care of these future Temple core members and ask headquarters for more funding.

Opening a church requires capital, and few residents of Yicheng believe in the goddess. If no solution is found, it may go out of business.

After all, Yicheng is a big city, and the temple cannot give it up. Even if it loses money every year, it will still pay out of its own pocket to keep the church running normally.

The wind chimes drifted through the streets and alleys, past the Xu residence, past the St. Philharmonic Cathedral, and arrived at this place that should have been her home ground.

"Are they all here?"

Wind Chime spoke to herself, waving the apple in her hand: "Old man, want one?"

Bennett said warily, "No need. By the way... you didn't steal it from the front hall again, did you?"

Since Wind Chime returned to the temple, Bennett's life has been much better; he no longer has to worry about the saintess stealing the goddess's offerings.

"Look at you, so stingy. Who would want your little things?"

“I got them from the Vatican. There was so much fruit at the ceremony, but no one dared to touch it. It would be such a waste not to eat it, so I took some.” Wind Chime patted “Venus”.

The sudden visit of the wind chimes caught the departing delegation off guard. When they first arrived, this saintess didn't even glance at them, as if she had forgotten her own identity. What was she doing here today?

Bennett asked, "Did no one notice?"

Bennett was horrified. Good heavens, you dare to fleece the Pope from his coronation ceremony?

Wind Chime paused for a moment, then said, "Does it matter whether we find it or not?"

Bennett said, "Of course it's related!"

"The papacy is no joke. If it's discovered, at best they'll think the Temple people are dishonest, and at worst it'll damage the unity between our two families!"

Fengling tilted her head and took another bite of her apple: "It's not that serious, is it?"

"Is it that serious!" Bennett said seriously, his heart sinking at the sight of Wind Chime's expression. "You haven't been found out, have you?"

Feng Ling said, "If anyone saw it, then they must have been discovered."

Bennett slapped his forehead, thinking to himself, "Just as I thought! This is it, I'm doomed! What am I going to do if the Vatican holds me accountable?"

Some members of the delegation were gloating.

The candidate saintess, Seviara, had a flippant look in her eyes, and her dissatisfaction with the wind chimes was written all over her face. She had always believed that a saintess who didn't take the temple seriously and did things her own way would be abandoned by the temple sooner or later.

But she waited year after year, and even though Fengling vanished without a trace, the temple still didn't say anything about taking back her position as a saintess, which was unacceptable to Seviara.

Before her, Joanna, Philip, and others had similar ideas, but they were taught a lesson by Wind Chime and became obedient. She hadn't experienced that, so she was still in the stage of being ignorant and arrogant.

“Our saintess!” Bennett exclaimed anxiously. “If the people from the Vatican see you, they will definitely come to interrogate you. How am I supposed to explain this to them?”

Wind Chime, however, didn't seem to care: "Old man, what do you need to explain?"

"Don't worry, only one person saw me take the fruit. That person didn't dare to say anything and even helped me pack it."

Bennett breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good. Who is that person? I'll send him a gift later, and that'll solve the problem."

"No need, if I say he won't dare, he won't dare."

"Oh my god! Just tell me, or I won't be able to sleep!"

"Do you really need to know?"

"I absolutely have to know!"

“Alright then,” Wind Chime said calmly. “Ario Morris, fine, go deliver the gift, but he definitely won’t accept it.”

After taking the last bite of the apple, Fengling casually tossed the core into the trash can and found a place to sit down.

Ario Morris...

Bennett muttered the name, then suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Isn't that His Holiness the Pope's name!"

"it's him."

Fengling thought to herself, "What's the big deal?"

"Holy Maiden, you must be joking with me! Nobody would believe you if I told them the Pope personally delivered fruit to you..."

“I don’t have time to fool you,” Wind Chime interrupted Bennett.

Bennett thought about it and agreed. Although the saintess was a bit capricious, she never lied. Could it be true?

Bennett recalled some rumors, could it be... that the two of them...?

Lin Yuanran had visited the Xu family and the engagement had taken place, but he wasn't a blabbermouth who would go around spreading rumors, so it was normal that many people didn't know about it.

Feng Ling didn't offer any explanation. She had only come here because she had suddenly remembered her identity as a saintess. The people from the temple were leaving, so she had come to see them off.

Seviara felt this was a good opportunity to make sarcastic remarks; if she didn't act now, she might never see her again.

"Judging from what the Holy Maiden said, she's quite familiar with His Holiness the Pope?"

Her opening remarks were sarcastic and unfriendly. Fengling knew what she was going to say next. After all, almost everyone among the candidates for Holy Maiden had disliked her, so she was used to it.

"What's her name?" Wind Chime asked Joanna.

As a candidate saint educated by Wind Chime, Joanna understood that Wind Chime was not only deeply favored by the temple master Hantina, but also had an inseparable relationship with the current pope. She was too busy currying favor to cause trouble.

She even felt that she must have been out of her mind to have made an enemy of the Holy Maiden. If she could have improved her relationship with her, becoming a branch temple master in the future would have been incredibly easy.

“Seviara,” Joanna replied.

Fengling nodded: "Don't take her back. The temple won't be greatly affected by losing one candidate saintess."

Upon hearing this, Seviara could hardly believe her ears. You're just a saintess who doesn't care about anything, what right do you have to banish me from the temple!

"I refuse to accept this! You have no right..."

Before she could finish speaking, the wind chimes had already left the church, and the noise was gone.

She looked around pleadingly, but both Bennett and Joanna had icy eyes.

Seviara was terrified. She couldn't understand why she had been stripped of her sainthood simply for saying one sentence.

What she didn't understand was how foolish she herself had been.