69novels Chapter 401: The Saint's Prayer
Chapter 401: The Saint's Prayer
Chapter 401 The Saint's Prayer
In the center of the church, there is a small courtyard where no outsiders are allowed to enter, and many girls are practicing as nuns here.
Around the young girl stood many older nuns with serious faces. Unlike the gentle and kind nuns in the outside world, their eyes were full of hostility.
As soon as you enter this courtyard, your heart will involuntarily become nervous. There is never any laughter or joy here, only little girls who don't follow the rules and are scolded.
"My Lady Saint."
When the saint returned to the courtyard, she was greeted coldly by the older nun as soon as she entered the door.
There was not an ounce of respect for the Saint in their words, only jealousy towards her.
The saint in the purple robe knew exactly why this was happening.
Because these older nuns were once young girls, they were also qualified to be candidates for saints, but unfortunately only one saint is chosen in a generation.
The saint stood at the gate of the courtyard where she grew up in her childhood, looking at the young girl who was absolutely not allowed to step out of the door, and then looked at the older nuns who were standing around and watching.
A feeling of fear surged in the saint's heart, which came from the shadow of her childhood, driving her to leave this place as soon as possible.
But the saint still forced herself to walk to the center of the courtyard.
There is only one reason why the saint would go against her inner thoughts and run to this place full of nightmares.
"Great Goddess of Light, what should I do to restore the glory of the temple..."
It was in this small courtyard that the saint successfully obtained enlightenment from the goddess, was able to escape from the sea of suffering, and ascend to a high position in the temple.
Now, the saint is confused, and she hopes to listen to the goddess' teachings again in this painful place.
Sure enough, the goddess responded.
The original holy book held in the saint's palm exudes a faint glow.
This light enveloped the saint, like the comfort of a loved one, soothing the complex emotions in the saint's heart.
The saint closed her eyes and communicated with the goddess in a very low voice.
The older nuns around, seeing the holy light surrounding the saint, all lowered their heads to look.
They appeared respectful on the surface, but they were sneering in their hearts.
The saint was praying devoutly to the goddess. She could feel the malice from the women around her, but she had no time to pay attention to them.
"Dear goddess, the demons have invaded the temple and killed the priests who yearn for light. The remaining priests have abandoned their faith in light and turned to the king who stole their faith. They have devoted themselves to the secular world and coveted a wealthy life..."
The saint whispered softly, telling the story of how the demons invaded the capital and killed most of the clergy.
The saint also complained to the goddess that the remaining people in the temple did not have much faith at all.
In the past two days, new news came from the king, saying that the title would be awarded to the clergy.
Now, most of the clergy have fled to the palace, and only a small number remain in the church.
When the saint saw the decaying temple, her dissatisfaction grew.
When the previous archbishop was still in office, he was able to more or less suppress the secular royal power.
But now, the faith that once prevailed throughout the kingdom is now tending to be castrated.
"The king wants to take away God's authority, he deserves to die! Goddess, please punish him severely!"
The holy book in the saint's hands radiates a sacred light, which flickers rhythmically, as if responding to the saint's prayers.
The saint thanked the goddess and poured out all her annoyance. After that, she felt much calmer.
After doing all this, the saint just glanced at the dazed young girls and left without looking back.
After the saint walked away, the older nun closed the gate of the courtyard and spat at her.
"Bah! What are you pretending to be! Lucky guy."
The older nun turned around and saw the new generation of saint candidates standing in the corner.
The Saint today is still very young, and has the blessing of the Goddess's holy light, so there is no need to continue training her.
However, training young nuns as candidates for sainthood has been the rule of the temple for the past few hundred years.
The older nuns knew that the little girls they were training now would become unpopular old women like themselves in the future.
They sympathized with these poor girls who were born without the opportunity to enjoy the outside world.
But, I will not be lenient when scolding them.
I have had a hard life, why should they have an easy life?
"Everyone, stand still. Did you see the holy light just now? That was the goddess responding to the saint's prayer! Everyone, learn from this. If you want to walk out of this door in the future, it depends on whether you can gain the favor of the goddess!"
The stern voice echoed in the courtyard for a long time.
The saint left the place of childhood shadow, and until now, she still didn't understand why it was necessary for the temple to train a saint.
The saint once sought the answer to this question, but only saw a few fragments in the ancient books that recorded the development of the temple.
It is said that a certain archbishop received revelation during the process of communicating with God.
Since then, the temple has started to select saints one after another.
The goddess of faith should obviously be given salvation and hope, but instead the young nuns are trapped in a cycle of pain and loneliness.
Many times, the saint wanted to question the goddess and ask her why she did this.
"Goddess, please forgive my selfishness and rudeness..."
The saint prayed outside but did not receive a response from the goddess, which made her frown involuntarily.
Since the death of the Archbishop, the Saint has discovered that her connection with the Goddess is gradually weakening.
This is also the main reason why she returned to that small courtyard today.
"Goddess, don't you love me anymore..."
As a person who grew up in the church, the saint did not even have her own name, and naturally did not understand other complicated things.
For the saint, faith and the goddess are the most important things in her life.
Confused and puzzled, the saint came to the place where the deceased's relics were stored.
Anyone above the level of bishop can leave a legacy in the church.
The deceased archbishop left behind him the crown of his office.
On the altar next to the archbishop is the scepter of the West German bishop.
When Bishop Sid was still alive, the Saint hated him the most.
He had conflicts with the West German bishops many times and tried to stop West Germany's radical behavior.
At this point, the saint was filled with emotion. She gradually realized that West Germany's radical practices were a good way to restore the reputation of the temple.
"If you were still here, the current cathedral wouldn't be so bad..."
The wind blew the saint's hood, and from behind, it looked like the saint was dancing in front of West Germany's cenotaph.
The nun who saw this scene wanted to laugh but held it back.
"Lady Saint, the Pope has summoned you to meet him."
Pope, self-proclaimed, what an ironic title!
Under the robe, the saint's fists were clenched tightly, and they slowly loosened after a long time.
"I see."