It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 614 Vimir's Private Confession Room (5200 words)
Two days later, Rowe received more information from the Adventurers' Guild.

The Sun God Cult may indeed be plotting something.

It is suspected that several small countries and neutral regions have been brought under control, and there have been changes within the church, with a change of leadership. Moreover, during the period of change, there was a sudden and incessant downpour, making it hard not to be suspicious.

Originally, Saintess Xiaoguang marched into Senkamanda in exchange for their support, but now that Saintess Xiaoguang has withdrawn, it is these people who are anxious.

interesting.

After four days of heavy rain, the valley's water level was temporarily stabilized thanks to the efforts of Chloe and Philica, and preparations were underway for what was to come. White Harbor, however, was in a different situation. Lacking the depth of the valley's underground area, and with the roads paved with stone bricks, each resident had essentially contracted out a small pond in front of their house. The river outside the harbor was as wide as a vast ocean, and even the western district developed by Lovely was flooded—after all, human towns weren't originally designed for this level of rainfall.

"The world of divine authority is indeed different when it makes a move."

Wearing a hooded cloak, Rowe stood on the city wall of White Harbor, watching the Second Prince's scouts running with all their might in the heavy rain.

It seems things aren't going to be easy over there either, is that right?

Although Lucas is arrogant, he has never believed in gods but only in the prime minister. If he were to create a situation where the monarchy is divinely ordained, people would probably laugh their heads off.

However, Lovi knew very well that if things continued to go nowhere, the prince would eventually agree to the Sun God Church's request.

……

At this time, in the Second Prince's military camp.

Scarlett followed Lucas as he emerged from the tent, pulling up her hood and keeping up close.

"Your Highness, you can reconsider this matter."

Lucas did not take shelter from the heavy rain, but remained in his armor.

"It's not that I can't cooperate with them, but these charlatans need to recognize their own situation first. Who do they think they're talking to?!"

"I will mediate this matter. Please wait a few more days, Your Highness."

However, Lucas ignored her and went into the rain on his own.

"Your Highness, where are you going?"

"Go to the battlefield," Lucas said coldly without turning his head.

……

Another day of continuous artillery fire.

Upon receiving the news, Lovi rushed to the valley wall and watched with Arttana as the enemy army went on a rampage, firing cannons like madmen at the foot of the mountain.

However, it looks like it won't last much longer.

Although magic cannons do not consume cannonballs, it takes time for them to recharge their energy. The largest cannon can only fire one shot a day. This proves that magic weapons are not necessarily easy to use just because they can be made. Without the core on the warship to quickly recharge the energy, and without a whole team of craftsmen to equip and maintain them, the effect of using them is not as good as expected.

This is why magical technology is difficult to popularize among civilians. It requires both money and manpower, and to achieve its full effect, all supporting components must be top-notch.

Lucas's army was unaware that the valley's barrier could hold for at least ten years. Every time they fired, they assumed the next shot would breach the barrier. A group of observers analyzed the situation meticulously, but after bombarding it for so many days with bloodshot eyes, the barrier remained intact.

"If you stand here, they'll probably really think the barrier is about to break, otherwise why would the orcs be so heavily guarded?" Luo Wei joked.

“Then I absolutely cannot lose,” Arttana said.

Lo Wei didn't stop her. He figured that at most, Lucas's magic cannons wouldn't be able to keep up with the demand by tomorrow, and she could finally get some rest.

As if to prove him right, the magic cannons at Lucas's position soon began to misfire one after another, and the explosions continued for another half hour with a soft rustling sound. Anyone could see that continuing to fire was a waste of time.

Attana only breathed a sigh of relief when the army below the valley began to withdraw, and she watched until the Western Army was completely out of sight.

"Don't overwork yourself."

Lo Wei stayed with her until the very end.

“Oh dear,” Attana’s expression changed after the brief respite of the war, “someone clearly kept their entire plan to themselves?”

"Each each other."

The two smiled as they looked towards the rain. Attana instructed her men to arrange for the tribespeople to take turns on duty, and then glanced at Rowe.

"You..." she said awkwardly, "Didn't I tell you to spend more time with them?"

Understanding what she meant, Luo Wei nodded noncommittally.

"Then I'll go pick up some idiot now."

Arriving in White Harbor through the portal, the mountain path leading to the church had clearly been reinforced by magic. Rowe climbed the path in the heavy rain, and it was immediately obvious who had done it.

I came to the church.

The church, which is not usually deserted, was now crowded with people, mostly there to pray for the rain to stop, and many people were sitting on the benches.

Lowe looked around but couldn't find the guy. It wasn't until a woman came out of the confessional that he realized where the man was. He then went in and closed the door behind him.

"Please take a seat—"

A girl's voice came from the other side, sounding somewhat calm through the wooden board.

Luo Wei had another idea, so he sat down, took out a small bottle of potion from the ripples, uncapped it, and drank it.

"Excuse me, what's bothering you? If this is your first time here, I can answer your questions."

Hearing her voice made the whole atmosphere feel peaceful; this is how she usually is when she's working.

Luo Wei suppressed a laugh. He had originally come to her to talk about something that would happen later, but now he just wanted to tease her a little.

“I…” Luo Wei cracked his knuckles and tried to speak, “I want to repent.”

There was a brief silence on the other side.

It was as if he was being given enough time to process his emotions; it was only after a while that Luo Wei heard the sound.

"So... what exactly happened?" the other person asked seriously. "You can compose yourself and treat me as a non-existent listener."

"I... have taken a liking to a nun in the church, but I'm not really sure if she is a nun."

"Ah."

The affirmation was very relaxed, as if encouraging the person to continue talking.

The confessional wasn't very big; the partition in the middle completely blocked any possibility of seeing each other, and the gap below seemed to be a reminder to the confessor that someone was listening on the other side.

“She… has long, dark blonde hair and wears the robes of a church clergyman,” Rowe said, his voice strained and conflicted. “Every time I see her profile, I can’t help but want to make a mistake.”

"...?"

"Especially when I see her always smiling foolishly at people, looking completely unguarded, a wicked thought of possessing her wells up inside me."

"..."

There was no response from the other side.

Lowe continued, "Last time I saw how attentive the bishop was to her. Just thinking about spending the night with such a high-ranking clergyman makes me..."

A warning knocking sound came from the partition.

"Sir, you don't need to say any more."

"We all have our own inner balance. We shouldn't focus too much on fantasies in life. If you're having a hard time, it's very likely that you're investing too much of your energy in these things."

"Morality and ethics are what bind our souls, which is why we can be called human beings and distinguish ourselves from beasts."

Luo Wei hesitated for a moment.

"But...aren't I confessing my sins? Aren't I a lost sheep in need of salvation?"

"That comes from recognizing your own mistakes. Instead of thinking about these things, you find something worthwhile to do, and naturally you won't care about these things."

"But... even just once, if that nun is willing to help me relieve this once... my illness might get better."

The other side's answer was very firm.

“That’s impossible. If it were the nun I know, she wouldn’t respond to your idea in the slightest.”

"Saving the world...isn't that your duty? Just once, she just needs to sit there...what's the loss?"

“Yes, there is,” the voice came clearly through the partition. “I’ll advise you again: there are many things in life that require more dedication than this. Also, nuns have their own faithful partners and will not betray their faith to help others. If you continue to be so stubborn, even the goddess may not be able to tolerate such a sin.”

Very composed.

Luo Wei smiled and looked down; it was about time he'd amused her enough.

"What?" he said, his tone shifting. "You mean even a goddess can't save me? Is that something a nun should say?!"

“If you truly desire companionship, you should value the other person’s character and whether you genuinely feel joy in being with them,” the person opposite said in a guiding tone. “If you start with impure intentions, you will probably never find love or experience the possibility of a genuine exchange with someone, at least that’s how I see it.”

"Are you disciplining me?"

He slammed his hand heavily on the partition.

"No...no, please calm down." "In that case, do as I say. You don't want me yelling in church, do you? What will the bishop and the others think if they see you treating a confessor like this?"

"Hmm, that trick doesn't work on me anymore..."

"What?! You despicable nun! I'm coming to settle the score with you right now!"

Lowe angrily flung open the confessional door, then hesitated for a moment before the other door opened at the same time. The girl stepped out and immediately called to the other nuns, taking out her staff as well.

She maintained a calm expression and raised her head without backing down.

"Sir, since you won't listen to my advice, then I have no choice but to—wait, what do you mean?"

When she finally saw what the other person looked like, Vimir, who had initially thought she had encountered some kind of illusion, froze in place, gripping her staff.

...Huh?

Huh? Huh... Huh? Huh...?

Rowe drank another potion in front of her and said in a voice that hadn't fully recovered, "What, are you going to hit me with that staff?"

From the first ray of light that created all things to the origins of civilization among intelligent beings on the continent, Vimir's mind was flooded with endless knowledge, from which all the mysteries of the universe flashed by.

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The system stopped responding because it was receiving too many requests.

The other nuns from the church also rushed over and, seeing the two frozen in place, asked, "Vimi, what's wrong?"

Vimir: (灬ω灬)
"N-nothing...it's nothing." She lowered her head awkwardly.

Unlike her earlier stance of holding the staff as if about to strike someone, she picked up the staff and shrank back, her attitude undergoing a complete 180-degree change.

Ugh... ugh, ugh...

The nuns were not surprised at all by Vimiel's reaction when they saw it was Rowe. Seeing that nothing had happened, they smiled at them and returned to their posts.

"Bad...bad!" After the nuns left, Vimiel seemed to understand what had happened.

"Shall we continue with the confession?" Rowe smiled and held out a hand.

Now that she knew it was him, Vimir didn't mind talking to him in this way, mainly because she was a little embarrassed.

When she entered the confessional with a blush on her face, Lowe did not go to the room opposite, but instead opened the door behind her and stood in with her.

Huh...huh? Over here?

The closed confessional room was spacious enough for one person, but it felt a bit cramped for two. In the small space, Vimiel could feel his breathing.

"Um... I went to the wrong place..." she said weakly.

"Wrong place? Can't I confess here?" Rowe asked in a flat tone.

Vimiel swallowed hard, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, hearing his familiar tone.

"I was so scared! I thought I'd really encountered a psychopath..."

"Are you implying that I'm a pervert?"

“No…no, it’s just that no one would come to church to talk about these things,” Vimier said, still shaken. “Everyone comes to church because they have troubles in their lives and want to talk to someone. How could someone talk to a nun like that…that’s blasphemous. Church of Monica would throw such a person down the mountain.”

However, upon closer examination, there are still some flaws in this matter.

Everyone has always respected them, so how could anyone say they're just nuns...?

"So now you've encountered it."

"Hmm...hmm, this is the first time I've encountered someone like this. I hope we never see anyone like this again..."

He's so...so naughty...but could he really have those kinds of thoughts about me? Just because he sees me like this normally...? Heh...hehehehe...

As she was thinking this, Luo Wei suddenly hugged her from behind.

"Huh? Huh...?"

"I feel I am deeply sinful. Sister, would you please listen carefully to my confession?"

Lowe whispered in her ear, then pulled her to sit down on the chair in the confessional, making them feel less crowded, but Vimiel faced the partition in a position where she was sitting on him.

Her face flushed red as she turned around and said, "Um...that..."

Before she could say anything, a believer walked into the confessional across the street, whose door was not closed.

"Is anyone there?" came a young man's voice.

Vimier stared at Lovi with a troubled expression. Lovi patted her, signaling her to answer quickly.

"Is anyone there?" the person on the other end asked again.

"Please...please sit down."

"Honestly, why isn't someone saying anything?" the young man complained. "Here's what happened..."

The young man seemed to have been to church before, and soon began to recount his experiences. Vimier realized that he genuinely intended to confess together with her, and listened attentively even more intently than she did. So, she was held by him and listened attentively as well, gradually regaining her composure.

"You mean you feel uneasy about what your brother did?" she said. "I understand how you feel. I think no one is perfect. Since your brother hasn't talked about it with anyone else, it means things haven't reached the point where it's irreparable. Perhaps you can find a suitable time to express your feelings, and the family can understand each other."

"Really?...I can be forgiven?"

"Of course, your current remorse proves that you are a person worthy of forgiveness, and the goddess will pray for you."

"Thank you... It feels much better to say it out loud. It's been raining a lot lately, let's find an opportunity to invite him to a bar for a drink."

"May prayers accompany you on your journey."

Perhaps because of his presence, Vimiel felt more confident than ever before, and her confession was much easier than usual, as if she had a powerful backer.

Well, it just feels a bit like showing off their relationship... Luckily, no one knows.

However, she was quickly wrong.

When the next person to confess was a girl, the situation changed completely. Vimier listened to the entire confession with a flushed face, trying not to make a sound.

"Yes...yes, I think you must want to be forgiven..."

"What? Are you even listening to me?"

“I’m listening… I’m listening… Perhaps the answer is in your heart, you already know what to do… don’t you…”

"??"

The other party seemed to think there was some truth to it and remained silent for a while.

Vimier blushed and looked back at Lovi's kiss. She wanted to ask him to wait, but his lips overwhelmed her. In the small confessional, she endured the pain without making a sound.

The girl lost in thought on the other side probably never imagined that behind a partition, the nun listening to her confession was in such an indecent manner.

If this continues...

"Thank you anyway. I think I understand a lot now. But if you're not feeling well, you shouldn't force yourself to confess, right?"

"Okay...okay, I'll draw it..."

After the other person left, she breathed heavily, feeling dizzy.

That's...that's really bad...

At that moment, Luo Wei used his energy to clench his fist on the other side of the partition, and the previously open confessional door was immediately closed, leaving only the two of them in the space.

“……、……、……”

Vimiel gasped for breath, feeling the entire confessional filled with their scent. Her vision blurred as she melted into each other's presence under his embrace and kiss.

It's very deep. If he is truly guilty, this is probably a confession that only he can have.

……

at dusk.

When the nun knocked on the door, Lowe used purification magic to cleanse the confessional, then gently picked up Vimir from the ground.

"Alright," he patted her back, and the girl opened her eyes in her sleep, burying her head shyly in his shoulder.

Lo Wei held her tenderly for a moment, and then Vimir rubbed her face against his with satisfaction, smiling as if she wanted to give him all the good things in life.

If this continues, the nun will probably come to urge them for the fifth time.

Luo Wei smiled, helped her pack her things, and couldn't help but rub her silly head again.

"Alright—it's a bit late," he said.

"You should go wake up your other teacher."

(End of this chapter)