Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

If there's any difference between the church in this other world and the church in my previous life, Victor thinks that at least outwardly, there's not much difference.

It still has a towering dome and stained-glass windows. The only difference is that the cross symbol has been replaced with a silver moon.

The familiar architecture made Victor feel at home.

The only strange thing was that the church doors were tightly closed even though it was broad daylight.

"Mr. Victor must have found it sacred as well."

Elena smiled and said, "Actually, this is my first time in a church too."

As the girl spoke, she took Victor's hand again and gestured for him to lead the way.

Victor nodded and walked to the church door.

"Squeak."

Pushing open the heavy oak door, the sunlight didn't reveal a speck of dust.

The scene that came into view made Viktor frown.

The interior of the church is entirely white; everything is white except for the sunlight streaming in.

The chair was white, the candlesticks and candles were white, the firelight was white, and even the silver moon that replaced the cross was white.

The priest was not there; only a nun knelt quietly before the full moon.

In the silent church, only the nuns' prayers, like the whispers of a young girl, reached Victor's ears.

But he had no time to worry about those things at that moment.

In his eyes, the silver moon in front of the nun was projecting three superimposed images: the silver moon, the blue moon, and the gray moon.

Upon seeing this, Viktor was inexplicably reminded of the scene of watching the moon in the wolf den of the Corruption Forest, and his pupils dilated violently.

At that time, the moon he saw was also one of these three types!

The moment this thought arose, the nun three months in front of him suddenly turned her head.

"Creak!"

The other person's head was turned 180 degrees, her beautiful face turned towards Viktor, and the murmurs from her mouth became clearer.

"Mr. Victor?"

Suddenly, the girl's soft call rang in his ears, instantly pulling him back to reality.

Viktor shuddered and blinked instinctively.

Looking again in the direction of the nun, she had already disappeared, and a priest was standing in her place, holding a book with a pure white cover and praying.

Moreover, the rows of benches that were originally empty were now filled with people of all ages.

"What's wrong with you?"

The girl noticed that Viktor's palms were sweaty, so she quickly pulled him to the last row of benches and asked him with concern.

Have you seen a nun?

As soon as Victor sat down, he glanced at the crowd and asked in a low voice.

Elena was taken aback by the question and had no idea what he was talking about, but she still looked up at him a few times in compliance.

Then, the girl smiled and asked, "Are you talking about that nun?"

Following Elena's gaze,

Viktor felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

It turns out that, in the spot where the priest was blocking the view, the front of the silver moon was carved with a headless nun.

Combine body shape and clothing.

Viktor felt that it was the strange nun he had seen in his hallucinations before.

"..."

At that moment, Victor suddenly felt that he shouldn't have come to the church.

Everything here is filled with an eerie feeling.

But precisely because of this, he increasingly felt that the Selene region was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"Sorry, I probably didn't get enough rest, I just spaced out."

Feeling the slightly heavier grip between his fingers, Victor suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and gave Elena a gentle smile.

Just then, everyone in the church placed their hands on their chests and began to pray, and Victor followed suit.

The girl breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Although still somewhat worried about Viktor, they prayed together with the others.

......

the other side.

Two cloaked figures stood outside the gate leading to Selene.

After a long silence, the taller one finally uttered a question:

"Are you sure Lynn is inside, and are you confident you can infiltrate?"

"..."

The short, cloaked man didn't speak.

In his magical perception, the entire city of Selene was bathed in a holy golden light, so bright that one dared not look directly at it.

The two paladin statues at the main entrance came to life, exuding a solemn aura.

It was as if the two paladin statues would not hesitate to issue a holy judgment against him if he dared to approach Selene.

Why aren't you saying anything?

The tall, cloaked figure spoke with a hint of impatience, raising his hand to rest on his companion's shoulder, a chain slipping from his sleeve:

"If you can't come up with a solution, I will immediately request the leader to replace my teammates."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a small, slender, white hand forcefully slapped his hand away.

The short, cloaked figure moved two steps to the right:

"This kind of thing should have been done by Lynn."

As he spoke, he slowly removed the ring from his thumb and threw it toward the road ahead.

With a crisp clang, the ring burst into white light and gradually transformed into a human form.

"Is this you?"

"Robin, don't ask such personal questions, or I'll ask the leader to replace my teammates."

In response to the question from the tall cloaked man, the short cloaked man casually retorted.

In their organization, replacing a teammate signifies the fall of that teammate, and the fall is the true meaning of the body turning to ashes and the soul being scattered.

Fortunately, the tall, cloaked man did not refute this time, nor did he bother to waste his breath.

He nodded slightly as he looked at the human figure that had materialized from the white light.

She was a red-haired girl dressed in a simple white dress, with delicate features like a porcelain doll, but her eyes were lifeless, like a puppet.

"Take care of my health. Also... you know the consequences of pulling down the hood."

"Tsk, don't order me around."

......

In the church,

The prayer is over.

Elena, like everyone else, lined up to go and pray to the priest.

Victor sat on the bench, absentmindedly staring at the silver moon, and also scrutinizing the headless nun.

Even now, he still can't understand why he has those strange hallucinations, while Elena hasn't noticed anything odd about it.

"That is the 'Silver Moon Goddess with One Arm'."

Just as he was pondering, a somewhat childish voice came from the side.

Viktor glanced to the side, his eyes suddenly lighting up.

A boy wearing a gray shirt was looking at him.

Even though the boy's clothes and appearance were very simple, Victor inexplicably felt that the boy gave him a very good feeling.

It's like finding someone like you among a group of oddballs.

Viktor soon noticed the source of that sense of kinship.

Are you very unhappy?

Noticing the other person's cold expression, Viktor smiled and asked.

The boy fell silent, then took a step back, as if he had seen something terrifying:

"No, I'm very happy."

The boy stuttered slightly, and his eyes held a fear of something.

"Yeah?"

Hearing this, Viktor breathed a sigh of relief and stopped smiling.

"Can you tell me about what's going on here...?"

"sorry."

Before Victor could finish speaking, the boy turned and ran away in terror, rushing out of the church in the blink of an eye.