rune hunter

Chapter 29 The Holy Nun

At six o'clock in the morning, the bell tower in the inner city punctually rang out clear and clear bells, passing through the dawn sun, and resounding throughout the city of Istaren.The sleeping city quietly woke up, and the gates on all sides opened slowly.For hundreds of years, the city has followed the original militarized management, and bells of different lengths guide people's daily work and rest.

The ancestors of the White Lion family built the Istaren military fortress on the high ground beside the Huishui River. In order to clear the shooting area to ensure safety, they cut down and burned the forest within a radius of 300 miles into white land. [-] years later, the original strategic depth has developed into a prosperous city, and the military fortress has become a closed inner city.

From Victory Square to the north, cross the moat, and climb up a 45-degree steep slope to reach the inner city gate.The 20-meter-high inner city wall is all made of black rock as hard as iron. Standing on the city wall and looking out, you can directly observe the situation of the outer city wall.A sentry tower was erected every ten steps on the city wall, inside which were stored huge war weapons wrapped in linoleum. Although it had not entered a state of war for many years, it was still cleaned spotlessly every day.

"Mad Dog" Shet squatted on the city wall with his neck crooked as usual, seemingly doing nothing, but his narrowed eyes were fixed on the gate of the outer city.Looking from the walls of the inner city, the people leaving the city from there were black spots the size of sesame seeds, but Xie Te's eyes could see clearly without using any tools.

Mad Dog's favorite thing to do every morning is to squat on the city wall and look down at the city. From this height, every trivial matter in the city cannot escape his perverted eyes.As we all know, another abnormal ability of his is the speed of action.Even standing on the wall of the inner city, the mad dog can rush to the scene of the incident within 5 minutes.Although he is the leader of the security force, he prefers to act freely alone. It would be great if he can loosen his muscles and bones if he encounters a fight.

He shook his head and hummed a little tune, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he threw himself on the wall and stretched his neck to look carefully.A figure that impressed him was walking in from outside the city, and the mad dog opened his mouth and laughed.His signature hoarse laughter spread far away, and the soldiers stationed on the city wall rolled their eyes. Master Shet always had a few days of convulsions every month, and they had already turned a blind eye to it.

"Shut up! Shet!" A cold voice came from under the city, making Mad Dog's laughter stop abruptly.

"Good morning, Sir Pross." Shet turned his head and bowed with his hips twisted.Although he was courteous, he still had that beating expression on his face, which looked extremely mocking.

The young officer who had just entered the inner city was about 30 years old and was riding a brown army horse.From the image alone, he and the mad dog Shet are almost two extremes - the blue and white military armor is meticulously worn on the body, the hair is neatly combed behind the ears, the face is gloomy and expressionless, and the words are seldom spoken. gold.

Mad Dog Shet, despite his ugly appearance and stubborn personality, actually has a good temper and is very popular among mercenaries in the city.And this young officer looked polite, but no one dared to act wild in front of him.Because he is one of the three giants of Istaren who are as famous as the mad dog, and the "Hunting Dog" Pross who is in charge of the surveillance force.

"Aha, the dreaded Sir Pross, it's not easy to see you." Shet jumped off the city wall, his feet wiped a white smoke on the wall, and he was about to fall to the ground Shangshi deftly turned over and came to Pross.

"Get out of the way, I have something else to do." Pross ignored Shet's nonsense, turned the horse's head and walked past him.

"What's the important thing this morning?" Xie Te held the rein of Pross's horse with great interest and asked with great interest.

"I want to report the situation of the mercenaries to the little master." Pross said that the purpose of the White Lion Family's killing order was to hone the combat effectiveness of the mercenaries under their command, but also to check the basic situation of these mercenaries. Statistics, which are essential for routine reporting.

"Oh, of course I know this is the case, but why are you here so early?" Xie Te pouted in the direction of the castle, and winked at Pross: "Little master has more important things to deal with these two days, Don't delay your business."

Even though Pross was expressionless, he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth.He followed Xie Te's gaze to the direction of the castle, did not speak, and silently jumped off the horse.

The castle of the White Lion Clan woke up before the bell rang, and the servants and maids were well trained to work, making all preparations for the distinguished guests coming from afar.

The platform on the top floor of the castle is the highest point of the city. It is enclosed by a curtain wall on weekdays, forming a small viewing platform where outsiders cannot peek, but can enjoy the panoramic view of the city.This is the most private courtyard of the owner of the castle and the best place to entertain distinguished guests.

Twelve sets of Missourida silver tableware are neatly placed on the three-meter-long red cedar table, and the young maids shuttle like flowing water, delivering a variety of seasonal fruits, cakes, snacks and brewed drinks. The richness is even comparable to the scale of the dinner party during the gathering of ordinary nobles.

The old white-haired butler served respectfully, with a kind smile on his face, but his eyes were flickering with fanaticism, and even the serving maids seemed to be extraordinarily excited.The atmosphere in the courtyard is vaguely weird. The iron-blooded style of the White Lion family permeates the bones and blood of everyone in the castle. Now it is not so much entertaining distinguished guests as it is a war.

After finally waiting for the butler and the maid to leave, the hosts and guests present all heaved a sigh of relief.

The blond boy sitting on the main seat laughed awkwardly. He was only thirteen or fourteen years old, with a handsome appearance, and his body hadn't fully grown yet.Although he has the iconic emerald eyes of the White Lion family, his thin body is far from the sturdy figure of the ancestors in the castle portraits.

Antonio Caesar, the current patriarch of the White Lion family, has never appeared in public since he inherited the patriarch's position, so almost no one knows that he is just a sick and weak boy who has not reached the weak crown.Ten years ago, the White Lion family suffered drastic changes. The old patriarch and all his blood relatives left forever, leaving only Antonio, the only direct blood.He struggled to survive amid conspiracy and betrayal, and eventually became the new patriarch, but he also lost his health because of it.

"I'm very sorry, Sister Maryvian, I hope you don't blame my servant." The young patriarch said to the guests across the long table with a wry smile.

"It doesn't matter, we walk on the ground with the oracle of the gods, and the respect that mortals have for us is the reverence for the gods. As for us, we only need water and bread."

The dining table is full of sumptuous food, but there is only one guest.A girl named Marivian was favored by the gods at the age of 16 and walked around as a chosen one of the goddess of life.

The girl was sitting at the other end of the dining table, with her arms folded on her chest, praying softly before the meal.She has a pair of vivid bright purple eyes and wavy long hair of the same color, even among the colorful fruit cakes, it is difficult to conceal her unique presence.Although she was wearing the simplest nun's robes, she could clearly show her curves that were superior to those of her peers.Noble, holy and coquettish, these two diametrically opposed temperaments are perfectly combined in her body.

The continuation of life is the basic law of the world, sacred and noble.But from the perspective of human psychology, the continuation of life is also the embodiment of love.Almost all clergy need to serve the gods wholeheartedly, keep themselves clean, and have as few desires.Only the Goddess of Life doesn't mind her followers pursuing love, getting married and having children.This is why Mary Vian received extraordinary treatment here.

As the only surviving direct bloodline of the family, Antonio has the obligation and responsibility to reproduce for the family, and Mary Vian, as the "Holy Nun" of the Temple of Life, can satisfy the White Lion in terms of status, appearance and character. Standard requirements for family matriarchs.On the other hand, if Maryvian can marry Antonio, it will definitely bring the favor of the Goddess of Life to Eastalen.

The favor of the gods is the key to family inheritance, and the presence of the Temple of Life will lay a solid foundation for the future development of Istaren.In the face of this huge combination of interests, the personal opinions of the parties become less important.

Maryvian's tongue-in-cheek words are not polite, nor are they modest politeness.After praying, the girl really only took bread and water, and turned a blind eye to the mountain of delicacies at hand.This kind of behavior is actually very rude, but Antonio has become accustomed to it these days.After a few days of contact, he knew that this was not because the girl was pretending to be noble, or obeying certain rules and regulations, but she simply found it troublesome.

The young patriarch took a bite of bacon absent-mindedly. He was also not interested in the other foods in front of him, but he was struggling in his heart.From a personal point of view, Antonio was very impressed with Marivian.This girl was born to be a disaster for the country and the people. If it weren't for being a voter with divine power that makes people unable to have evil thoughts, I am afraid that all men would be crazy about her.Even when I first met her, I couldn't extricate myself for a while.But after all, young people are a little tender-faced, and want to express their love, but they are a little reserved and can't let go.

He didn't expect that the white lion family's attitude towards this matter was more caring than himself. For the future happy life of the little patriarch, everyone in the castle had done their best, and the excessive hospitality even Antonio himself I can't stand it.

Fortunately, Mary Weian didn't mind... In fact, she didn't notice at all.After getting in touch with her for a few days, Antonio felt that her character was actually a little natural.Apart from the things she is interested in, the holy nun is completely unwilling to waste brain cells on other issues.

While the little patriarch was still contemplating, Marivian had already removed the bread on the plate elegantly and quickly, and drank the water in the cup.The nun stuck out her tongue, carefully licked off the remaining bread crumbs on her fingers, stood up and was about to leave.

"Sister Maryvian, do you have any plans for today?" Antonio came back to his senses and asked aloud.

"Today is sunny and sunny. We should concentrate on listening to the teachings of the goddess." The holy nun stopped with a pious expression on her face, but her beautiful bright purple eyes were dazed and out of focus.

"Going back to sleep again?" Antonio couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. After a few days of contact, he could already understand the hidden meaning in the half-literal words spoken by the holy nun.

Anyone who meets Maryvian for the first time will be deceived by her clumsy grammar and divine demeanor.No one would believe that the legendary holy nun turned out to be a magical creature that eats and sleeps, and eats when it is full.Although it's pretty cute...

"Today, there is an incident related to the spread of the plague. Sister Marywei'an, if you have nothing to do, can you come with me?" The little patriarch tried to make an invitation.Rather than making an invitation, he felt more like he was using a lollipop to lure little loli.

"Alright." Maryvian covered her mouth and yawned a little before nodding.

(End of this chapter)