Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 968 We need to add a language lesson.

"Are you in a hurry?" Alexis asked with some curiosity.

“No, not at all,” Catherine Teck answered honestly. “Traditionally, I need to complete the Storm Church in Maple Valley and announce its opening before I set off.”

This is out of respect for the local people's original beliefs.

“Young Master Lori… you probably also plan to leave the land, you should know that, right?” Alexandrs asked frankly. “Otherwise, even if he wanted something from you, he wouldn’t have allowed the Church’s claws to reach into Green Maple Territory.”

The Montes family all harbored some... unease towards the church's influence.

The Storm Church in the Earl of Montes has never been rebuilt!

Catherine Tuck said with a strange expression, "If we hadn't known that, we wouldn't have accepted the invitation!"

It's fine if they don't make mistakes, as long as the managers in the past are all nuns.

But if you do something right under someone's nose, and your lord is just watching the show... no one can withstand that.

We certainly wouldn't scheme against the people of Qingfeng Territory, but for the sake of the church, we'll always do some things...

You should know that, right?
Lady Yages, she probably isn't a believer in the sun either.

Alexandra glanced at her: "If our lady wants to change her faith, the Sun God will definitely accept her."

It wasn't because of Young Master Lowry, but because she herself was upright and had high moral standards.

Her only flaw is that she's protective of her own.

But is this considered a problem?

Catherine Tuck's eyes widened slightly, then she immediately resumed her calm smile: "Ah~ sorry."

It was me; my thinking was too biased.

Please forgive my ignorance.

However, Lady Alexandra should also understand that in aristocratic society, a countess, especially a successor's wife, must do certain things, even just to protect herself…

Alexis proudly raised her chest: "Those trivial matters don't even reach our lady's ears!"

Pat will handle everything.

Our wife will only go and beat the culprit to a pulp after she gets the news.

Miss Agriss, from beginning to end, never had a drop of innocent blood on her hands.

Everyone she killed had their own way of dying.

Actually, Pat's sister is the same.

Although she dealt with many dark matters, she never implicated the innocent.

Even the counterattack didn't cross the line!
Although we don't know what happened in the secret place of the tower, could there be any innocent people who died at Pat's hands there?

"Isn't it you guys who keep talking about 'eliminating evil completely' and then just randomly hunt people down?"

Catherine Teck's tone carried a hint of helplessness: "Ms. Alexis, we're not just doing this casually... but sometimes, we can't be that ruthless."

Once the pursuing Dark Believers enter the noble castle, even the most arrogant Dark Believers must obtain concrete evidence before taking action.

Even though moonlight is everywhere, there are still dark places it cannot reach.

Human beings' reverence for gods is utterly insignificant in the face of sufficient self-interest.

Alexandra smiled brightly: "What does that have to do with me?"

She herself is on the dark side!
Even though she hasn't done anything that would warrant being condemned and killed, her source of power and her choice of allegiance are both black.

Catherine Teck looked at her helplessly, knowing that she had returned empty-handed again today. She could only exchange a few more pleasantries before turning and leaving.

Alexis glanced at her retreating figure and curled her lip in disdain.

If we replaced her with Dark Moon, who specializes in intelligence, she could probably hold her own for a while. What can a nun from the ascetic sect do?

With such a thin skin, how could she possibly expect to hear words from someone who's been navigating the world of shrewd people for decades?

She tossed the basket in her hand and went back to her apartment in a fairly good mood... Although she wasn't full, at least she had some fun.
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The Dark Church in the middle of Laurel Street occupies a large area.

Besides the central six-story prayer hall, the two wings extend outwards like wings, stretching far into the distance.

Its shape is like wings, slowly descending from the fifth floor to the first and a half floor, connecting with the two-story buildings next to it... In terms of rules, the two-story buildings of ordinary residents are actually only equivalent to the first and a half floors of church nobles.

This is normal, of course; the larger the space, the higher the height requirement.

The houses where nobles lived could not possibly be only a few dozen square meters per floor.

The left wing of the prayer hall is an area that provides medical services for pregnant women.

The right wing is the children's area, and the teaching area is also located here.

However, only the two sections below the third floor along the street will be open to the public.

Even to enter the inner area, besides the heavily guarded back door of the prayer hall, there were only the five-story sky bridges on both sides. Although the courtyard could be seen from the outside area, the tall laurel trees in the courtyard blocked the view perfectly, allowing them to see the scenery but absolutely not the inner buildings.

This is not to prevent outsiders from intruding.

In the city of Emilia, it would be rather incompetent for them to rely solely on their own buildings to defend against outsiders.

But after all, the group is predominantly female, and includes a large number of young girls whose mindsets are not yet fully developed, so they always have some demands for privacy.

Furthermore, although the Night Guards do not live here, they still need to stand in the external area when they are working, so it's best to avoid certain things.

After they graduate, these girls can do whatever they want, but during the learning phase, it's best for them to keep a low profile.

Especially the nuns.

Although only those who truly dedicate themselves wholeheartedly to the divine can become monks or nuns, but...

To put it bluntly, what human nature remains unchanged forever?

No one knows when a single heartbeat could end a person's life.

The Goddess of the Night doesn't care much about such things, but she will inevitably withdraw the favor she bestows only upon ascetics... To put it bluntly, this is the contract between humans and gods.

Some deities take contracts very seriously, so they are strict and demand not only the return of previous contributions but also double compensation.

Some gods may not care so much about these things, but they will still take back the benefits they received from the contract.

Regardless of whether the nuns will lose everything because of their actions, the church will try to avoid external temptations until they are able to leave the convent.

Only by making choices based on one's own actions can one avoid 'regret'... or at least not say it out loud.

Catherine Teck looked up and slowly walked into the prayer hall.

"Caesar?" a girl dressed similarly to her called softly, "You came back half an hour late today, did you have any luck?"

“No, I’ve been played too hard.” Catherine shook her head. “I’m going to Darkmoon later to take an extra language class.”

"Huh? Huh?"

"Our language courses here are mainly for people who already have desires or have faith."

It allows them to release their sorrow and joy under the moonlight, and to perceive the sacredness of the moonlight.

However, if you want to become a bishop of a place, these things are useless.

I don't want to end up as just a nursing home director when I go out into the world.

I may choose not to fight for power, but what belongs to me cannot be taken away…

She shook her head again: "No, I have to go tomorrow."

Garona, are you in charge of delivering lunch tomorrow?
Can we switch places?

"When will it be changed? Tonight?" Garona asked in surprise. "I don't mind, since performing doctrinal acts under the moonlight is more effective, but... why only at noon?"

“Although I was coaxed pretty badly, at least she spoke to me today.” Catherine tugged at her apron. “She seems quite interested in the Victoria amazonica lake by the Toronto monk. I need to go take a look at the blueprints so I can have something to talk about with her tomorrow.”

I'm going to the back building first.

Garona watched her disappearing figure, slightly lost in thought.

She arrived only two years after Catherine, but...

Although Qingfeng Valley was simply establishing a religious district in the desert, the only reason they invited them to settle there was to ensure the safety of women and children... Of course, the main reason was that the Lord of Storms opened the gate... But at least it was a church that existed entirely according to Catherine's will.

Life in Qingfeng Valley is quite comfortable; if you don't have too much ambition, you'll definitely live a very comfortable life.

And her future will likely involve working as a doctor in Laurel Chapel for the rest of her life.

She was naturally not dissatisfied with the result, after all, she knew everything back then but still chose this path.

Those who follow the Dark Night are actually quite free in choosing which path to take.

As long as their talent and ability allow, when they are 12 years old, they are free to choose which palace gate they want to enter.

Of course, Garona genuinely loves the profession of healer, which is why she chose this path... Only a follower of the night who can resonate with the moonlight and summon the moon dew with healing abilities is qualified to choose this path!
Those who can do this can choose almost any path within the Church of the Dark.

It's not that she couldn't have become Darkmoon.

But... even though they all have the same future, her companions have found a better path... Garona isn't jealous, but she's bound to feel envy and bitterness.

She pursed her lips, turned and walked to the back of the hall, knelt before the statue of the god, and recited the sacred prayer word by word, trying to calm the turmoil in her heart.
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"Hmm?" Looking at Catherine who had appeared at her door for two consecutive noon days, Alexis couldn't help but tilt her head. "What, are you giving up your poor, future-less-than-you junior tonight?"

Catherine smiled helplessly: "You've become quite sharp-tongued since you realized I wanted something from you!"

“If you can’t even handle my little bit of ability, then what’s the point of opening a church?” Alex said bluntly. “There’s a Storm Bishop next to Maple Territory, the kind of guy we’re most clueless about.”

But compared to you, I'm still... ha~ you should understand what I mean.

“But, once we arrive in Green Maple Territory, do I really need to engage in all this scheming and backstabbing myself?” Catherine blinked. “Didn’t you say that Lord Lowry hates these kinds of things?”

(End of this chapter)