So I'm a sheep.

"Because it is a man-made magical artifact, if the church seizes it, it can make full use of it without fear of demonic corruption."

"And..." The little girl showed obvious hesitation.

"Hmm? What else? Go on."

"Furthermore, the snowflakes falling from the sky pollute the earth, and the food you eat is also polluted."

"I need to thwart the Black Hand Brotherhood's plot as soon as possible so that I can complete my trial and go home to ask my teacher for help."

After delivering this terrible news, the little girl weakly said, "I... that's all I know. I hope it helps!"

"..."

Leonard didn't react much. He thought for a moment and said, "The setting of the Frozen Purgatory is good. There is no content about Purgatory in the scriptures. I will add this in the future."

"However, there can't be too many purgatories, as that would cause unnecessary fear among people."

The man avoided the question about the magical artifact: "As for the food issue you mentioned... that's a very good idea."

Leonard praised, "Eating will turn you into a monster. The only way to survive is to defeat the Black Hand Brotherhood as soon as possible so that you can complete your trial and return to the Upper Realm to seek help."

"If this news gets out, it will definitely greatly stimulate people's fighting spirit."

"only......"

The man then changed the subject: "It's a double-edged sword. While it may hurt the Black Hand Brotherhood, it will also hurt us."

"I won't use this trick unless I'm in a desperate situation."

'Sigh, I knew it.'

The little girl was very frustrated. She was telling the truth, but no one believed her.

This feeling is not pleasant at all.

"Can you read?" Leonard suddenly asked.

"Understandable"

"Your first task is to study the scriptures carefully. As a messenger of God, your words and deeds should be based on the scriptures of this religion."

"Oh"

“Sasha, now many people know that you, as an angel, cannot eat food from the mortal realm, so…”

Leonard produced a small bag as if by magic: "Inside are seeds from the heavens, which I brought down from the heavens in my dream last night."

"..."

Sasha obediently took the bag, speechless with frustration.

"Ask me for more when you're done eating, don't give anything away," Leonard instructed.

"Oh"

"Cheer up, I'll make it up to you in other ways. Hmm, how about a teddy bear?"

"Okay!"

Leonard smiled and got up to leave, but the little girl called him back.

"Wait a moment, Your Holiness, I have a question that has been on my mind for a long time."

"Ok?"

"How did you predict that I would appear in this world?"

Sasha was really puzzled. Leonard seemed like an ordinary person, so how could he accurately predict her arrival and send Daisy and her group to pick her up?

Leonard looked at the little girl with great surprise, seemingly not expecting her to ask a question she already knew the answer to.

“Sasha, as the Pope, I have to be different from others, don’t I?”

"But what if Daisy can't find me? Wouldn't that mean your prophecy has failed?"

I can only offer vague predictions.

Leonard calmly said, "The divine messenger may descend to more than one place; Daisy's team is just one of the search teams."

"It doesn't matter if all the teams fail, because it's a vague prediction, and it's normal for there to be a large difference in time."

"Of course, the divine messenger cannot remain hidden forever. At the last moment, I will personally go out and bring the divine messenger back."

I see, so you weren't my sugar daddy after all...

The little girl looked utterly devastated. After a while, Leonard left the room, completely bewildered.

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What should we do now?

Sasha poured her golden seeds onto the table and carefully counted them one by one.

Ripe golden seeds are very filling; a little girl won't be hungry all day after eating just one.

If you can bear it, taking one pill every two days is not a problem (although you will be very hungry).

There were only a tiny bit of golden seeds in the small bag, but upon closer inspection, there were a total of 283 seeds!

This was an unexpected delight, and Sasha's spirits lifted.

Time wasn't plentiful, but it wasn't extremely tight either.

'If I have to endure hunger, I have 566 days. I must completely defeat the Black Hand Brotherhood before the seeds run out!'

After thinking it over, the girl realized that this was not something she could accomplish alone.

We must rely on the church and do everything we can to help it.

And she now happens to have the title of 'divine messenger'.

"..."

"Study hard, and then help the Church of Dawn achieve final victory." The little girl set herself a general goal.

Volume 1: Chapter 11 The Age of Wisdom

The next day, the little girl began to formally study the scriptures of the Dawn Church.

A serious missionary was in charge of the little girl's lessons, and this rigid woman was meticulous even when facing divine messengers.

Sasha studied very hard, but soon she discovered that the Dawn Church's scriptures were full of loopholes!

Not only is the logic flawed, but much of the content is also contradictory.

The little girl, who was called "Lady," raised her hand.

"Lady Sasha, please speak."

"During the time of the first pope, the goddess encouraged everyone to be compassionate and not to kill. However, the goddess later appeared in a dream to the third pope, saying that brave warriors would be rewarded with meat."

"If we don't hunt, where will we get meat? But if we hunt, wouldn't that go against the goddess's original advocacy?"

“Lady Sasha, the greatness of a goddess is beyond the comprehension of mortals.” The missionary kissed his badge.

"..."

Huh? And then what?

Seeing the little girl staring intently at him, the missionary spoke up: "The goddess's words are the truth, and the Pope, as the 'saint' closest to God, certainly cannot make mistakes."

"so?"

"So neither of the two popes was wrong; they simply each grasped a portion of the true meaning of the goddess's oracle."

That works too...

"Since neither pope is wrong, whose advice should we take now? Should we give the brave warriors meat?"

"want"

The missionary nodded: "The third pope has a more thorough understanding of oracles, so we should listen to him."

"Why do you think the third pope had a more thorough understanding of oracles? In terms of historical standing, the third pope was far inferior to the first."

“Lady Sasha, this is the conclusion reached by many bishops and the popes of the previous generation.”

The missionary's expression was serious: "Every pope has the obligation to review the canon, and the saints guide us through the 'contradictions'."

"Can I understand it this way? Oracles are never wrong, and the popes' understanding is also correct. It is because saints have different levels of understanding of oracles that some contents in the scriptures are contradictory."

"Absolutely right!"

"Then the question arises: who can be certain that the previous popes' understanding of oracles surpassed that of the first?"

"Just because he shared the same views as the third pope, making it two to one, does that mean the first pope's understanding of that oracle was inferior to theirs?"

"This, this..."

The missionary's forehead was beaded with sweat: "The bishops also support the idea that 'heroic warriors should be rewarded with meat.'"

“Bishops are not saints; they have never received an oracle, so how can they determine which pope has a more thorough understanding of the oracle?”

The missionary's forehead was beaded with sweat as she struggled to speak, "Lord Leonard, he... he also supports..."

"Oh, then three to one. But does that make sense?"

"Even if it's thirty to one, I think... eh? No, it's okay!"

Seeing the missionary clutching his head and looking pained, the little girl quickly said, "Don't take it to heart, I was just saying it casually."

"Three to one is definitely right; three saints are always better than one saint."

"..."

With a thud, the missionary collapsed to the ground, clutching his head.

"Help! Help!"

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"I was wrong"

The little girl lowered her head obediently: "I'm sorry..."

"That lady is rather old-fashioned, so it's best not to ask her anything too outrageous. Well, I'll find you another teacher."