Warhammer: Starting with Industrial Revolution

Father Moraes turned around and saw the woman walking out, but his expression was very calm.

"Lord Ronin, please don't be nervous. This is Sister Mirathorne, who has been with me for nearly thirty years."

As Ronin listened to Father Moraes' words, he tried his best to maintain a perfectly polite and calm demeanor, but he also forcibly suppressed the murderous intent deep in his heart.

The reason was simple: a very strong thought was echoing in the nun's mind at that moment, and Ronin heard it very clearly.

"Twenty years! I've been on this rotten planet for twenty years! Finally, I have a chance to make a difference! The governor's assistant is trying to trick the priests into establishing a college, which is a serious crime of heresy and enlightenment! If I can report this, I can leave this place! I will definitely leave this damned planet!"

The voice in her mind was so loud it was practically screaming; Luo Ning heard it clearly and even found it somewhat jarring.

But Ms. Mirathorne appeared to be something else entirely; she put on a pitiful look and slowly walked over.

"I'm sorry, Father, I'm sorry, Lord Ronin, I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I was just organizing the holy scriptures inside..."

Father Moraes waved his hand dismissively, "Never mind, it doesn't matter if you know about it or not, I wasn't planning on agreeing anyway."

"No! You have to say yes!"

Sister Mirathorne's mind screamed instantly, but when she looked up at Father Morales, her eyes were full of tenderness and earnestness.

"Father, I overheard part of your conversation, and I think what Lord Ronin said makes a lot of sense."

Father Moraes looked at her with a hint of confusion in his expression.

Luo Ning stood to the side with his arms crossed, not saying a word, a faint sneer on his lips, watching her performance with cold eyes.

The power of the Lord of Pleasure spread silently around him, not with overwhelming allure, but with a faint aura that stirred the deepest desires in people's hearts.

Like a pebble thrown into a lake, quietly waiting for ripples to appear.

"Father, have you forgotten the Emperor's teachings?" Mirathorne stepped forward, her tone becoming increasingly earnest, her desire to leave this place almost impossible to conceal.

"Even if we are banished to this remote place, it is our sacred duty to spread the glory of the emperor and to enlighten the lost believers!"

"Those common people in the lower realms are also subjects of the Emperor. If we can use the educational center to teach them the teachings of the Holy Empire and teach them to serve the Emperor through labor, what a great achievement that would be! The Grand Diocese will surely reward you when it finds out."

Father Moraes looked at the nun before him, speechless for a moment. He didn't know why Mira Thorne was so enthusiastic.

"Ms. Mira Thorne, there's something I'm curious about." Ronin interrupted their conversation, slowly walking forward and calmly placing his gaze on her face.

"As a nun, you shouldn't be part of the church's direct staff. Why did you follow the priest when he was demoted?"

Luo Ning's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a hammer that struck Mira Thorne on the most taut string.

Mirathorne's face paled instantly, and she forced a smile: "I am the priest's assistant, so naturally I must follow the priest, serve the emperor, and serve the priest. It is my duty."

Although that's what she said, in that instant, Luo Ning clearly heard another voice in her head.

"Traitors are not trustworthy."

It was the voice of a cold man, his icy tone seemingly tinged with mockery.

"A calling?" Ronning laughed, looking at Mira Thorne before him. He leaned down slightly, close to her ear, and whispered, "Is your calling to betray the priest you've served for ten years?"

Although Ronin's voice was very soft, Father Moraes beside him heard it clearly. His expression changed slightly at that moment, but he did not say anything.

But Mirathorne's face turned pale instantly upon hearing Rhonin's words, though she still tried to remain calm, stammering, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't!"

Luo Ning smiled and was about to speak when Father Moraes stopped him.

"Stop talking, Lord Luo Ning, I know everything."

The priest's words instantly silenced the chapel, as if time itself had frozen.

Luo Ning turned his head abruptly, but what he saw on the old man's face was not a trace of blame or anger, but rather a deep sense of self-reproach.

"She has paid the price for her betrayal. When she came to this planet, the Grand Diocese didn't bother to invest any resources here, and even your Governor's Mansion completely disregarded us. She has been paying the price for this betrayal for twenty years now, and it's all in the past."

"Stop talking!" Mirathorne suddenly screamed, her pitiful expression shattering completely, replaced by resentment and madness that had been building up for twenty years.

"He deserves it! He clearly had the chance to take me back to the core world, but he only knew how to stick to his stupid rules! If he hadn't been so ungrateful and offended the bishop, how could I have ended up like this?!"

"I did so much for them! I betrayed him, I became a traitor despised by everyone! And what did I get? They said I didn't deserve to be given important responsibilities! They threw me into this godforsaken place to die!"

"I've waited twenty years! A full twenty years! For this one chance!"

She looked at Luo Ning with red eyes, her gaze filled with a desperate madness.

"You think your little tricks can fool anyone? Teaching skills to the lower classes? That's heresy! If I report this, you and he will both die! You'll both be burned at the stake!"

Listening to Mira Thorne's hysteria, Ronning walked up to her instead.

He gazed silently at the woman before him, then asked softly in a calm tone, "You want to leave here, don't you?"

"That's right! I just want to get out of this hellhole! I'll do anything as long as I can walk!" Mirathorne replied through gritted teeth.

"Then let's make a deal." Luo Ning looked at her and said, word by word, "You hand over what shouldn't exist to me to destroy, forget everything you heard today, and I'll give you a chance to leave this place."

Mirathorne looked up at the man before her, a hint of dazedness creeping over her.

A sudden, inexplicable, yet uncontrollable surge of emotion welled up within her. She even had a thought: "Perhaps this man is truly trustworthy. By following him, I might be able to leave this place without risking my life."

"Next week, Captain Milain, the merchant ronin I'm working with, will be leaving this planet for the Core World with her fleet."

Luo Ning spoke calmly and patiently, looking tenderly at the woman before him.

Although Mira Thorne is no longer young, her mature charm has a unique and captivating appeal.

So it did not affect the deep affection that flowed in his eyes when he looked at her, an affection that was enough to make one fall in love.

"I can arrange for you to board her ship and prepare enough Terran coins for you to buy a house and a piece of land on any habitable agricultural planet, and live a peaceful life for the rest of your days. No more suffering, no more waiting, you can leave next week."

Hearing Luo Ning's words, she felt her whole body trembling. She stared intently into Luo Ning's eyes, trying her best to calm herself down.

"Do you keep your word?"

The offer was too tempting; it was a stable future she had never dared to dream of after enduring twenty years on this wretched planet.

Faced with Ronning's solemn nod, Mira Thorne finally trembled as she pulled a small tape recorder from the pocket of her nun's habit and slowly placed it in Ronning's hand.