WTYTIAAN Chapter 210

“Clack—”

Footsteps stopped. Alice was already very familiar with this sound. She turned her head to meet the newcomer’s gaze, curved her eyes, and lowered her voice to call out affectionately, “Godmother.”

The newcomer was also wrapped up tightly, a heavy cloak enveloping her. She always kept her head slightly lowered to avoid revealing her appearance. Only upon hearing the call did she raise her head a little.

Beneath the hood, a pair of watery green eyes was revealed, tempered with a cold glint, yet it melted slightly when she saw Alice, like a snow-covered mountain thawing in the warm spring sun. Those eyes were unbelievably beautiful, and when they truly looked at someone with sincerity, no one could bring themselves to reject them.

“If this place is truly as your teacher says, you shouldn’t have come alone at this time, putting yourself in a dangerous situation. It’s unwise, Alice,” the woman said, her voice also very moving. If she were to hum a ballad, it would surely captivate many.

“But my godmother will definitely protect me, won’t you?”

Alice trotted over, hugged the woman’s arm, and stuck out her tongue, appearing like an innocent child. Considering her situation in childhood, it was even more pitiful.

In any case, the woman’s heart softened. She reached out to tighten the drawstring of Alice’s hood and tidy up Alice’s somewhat messy stray hairs, her voice very soft, as if afraid of disturbing something. “Of course, I will protect you.”

Alice pressed her cheek against the back of the woman’s hand, closed her eyes, and slightly absorbed the warmth from it.

After only two or three seconds, Alice regained her composure, put away her excessive reliance, and perked up again. “Godmother, let’s go!”

The woman withdrew her hand, nodded upon hearing this, but didn’t let Alice walk ahead. Instead, she shielded Alice behind her, and together they walked towards the dilapidated fence of the church.

This church had been in disrepair for many years, and the exterior walls were already very broken. Alice and the woman didn’t spend much effort to successfully squeeze into the church through the gap in the fence.

At this moment, the church was very quiet, without any sound, as if there was no one inside. However, Alice had been sending people to keep an eye on this place during the day, confirming that the bishop inside had not left at night, and no one had entered or exited the church today either.

So the bishop must still be inside the church, unless there was an unknown secret passage, otherwise the bishop couldn’t have left this place.

But the church was indeed eerily quiet.

Could it be that the bishop lived inside the church?

Alice pondered this possibility, but the church was so dilapidated, could the bishop really endure living in such an environment?

Although the churches in Castella City were not valued by the Light Church, as a bishop of the Light Church, he also received a considerable amount of stipend every month. The stipends received by bishops stationed in every city were the same, only the extra income of the bishops varied depending on the city, some more and some less.

Because the clergy of the Light Church only accepted those with an affinity for the Light element, and to sit in the position of bishop, one must have a high affinity, high talent, and strong strength, so the bishop’s stipend was unusually high.

A month’s stipend could support a family of six in Castella City for a year’s worth of food, drink, clothing, and use.

According to this income, it was indeed a bit unbelievable for the bishop to live in this dilapidated church.

Unless he was doing something unknown!

Alice’s eyes suddenly sharpened. Influenced by her teacher, Alice’s reasoning skills were now quite good.

The woman closed her eyes and felt for a moment, then gestured a few times to Alice.

Indicating that there was only 1 person inside the church, and they were underground.

Underground? Could it be that there was also an underground altar of the Eternal God Sect here?

Alice’s spirits lifted, but she was a little puzzled. If it was an underground altar of the Eternal God Sect, how could there only be one person?

And that Demetrius…

According to the godmother’s meaning, the last place where Demetrius appeared was indeed near the border. If the information her teacher obtained was accurate, then Demetrius was very likely hiding in this church.

However, Alice still didn’t understand why Demetrius had to disappear. Could it be that he had discovered she was tailing him? Sure enough, she was still too lax.

Alice felt a little self-blame, while the woman who had been walking in front of her had already taken the lead in pushing open the side door of the church. With a slight creak, it was somewhat sharp and grating.

A crack of the church’s wooden door was pushed open, and although the moon outside was obscured by dark clouds, there was still a bit of light shining down. However, the church was pitch black, not a glimmer of light could be seen.

Because of the opening of the wooden door, a cloud of fine dust rose in the air, and the decaying smell assaulted their faces. Alice was almost choked by the dust, and quickly covered her mouth and nose.

How long had it been since the side door was cleaned?

Alice complained in her heart, and the woman took out a night pearl from somewhere, a small one held in her palm, emitting a soft halo, illuminating a small area in front.

In fact, the woman was able to see in the dark, she only did this so that Alice could see more clearly.

She took the lead in stepping into the church, leading Alice to walk towards the depths of the church.

The faint light of the night pearl illuminated the walls inside the church, which were covered with exquisite murals depicting the birth of the Goddess of Light. Through the narrow passage, they walked from the side door into the center of the church.

The high dome was composed of colorful glass, and rows of long chairs were arranged neatly, with a red carpet laid in the middle aisle, extending all the way to the statue of the Goddess of Light.

That was a statue of the Goddess of Light that almost touched the dome.

The goddess statue was carved from snow-white and sacred marble, and even the feathers on the edges of her robes were lifelike.

She was wearing a long robe, revealing her smooth and holy calves, and holding something unknown in her hands. She lowered her head slightly, and her eyes revealed endless compassion and wisdom, as if she could perceive all the suffering in the world.

The Goddess of Light, the god born from the first ray of dawn, was broad-minded and compassionate, loved the people like her own children, and hated evil as much as she hated anything. The sins of the world would be annihilated in front of her.

In the preaching of the Light Church, the Goddess of Light seemed to have also become a representative of justice, becoming the only measuring standard in the hearts of believers.

But when Alice raised her head to meet the gaze of the Goddess of Light, she always felt a chill down her spine. How sacred the goddess statue looked in the daytime, how strange and terrifying it was in the dark night.

Did the nighttime environment affect the senses brought by the Goddess of Light statue?

Alice thought vaguely, but her eyes were difficult to move away from the statue of the Goddess of Light. Clearly she thought the statue was extremely strange in her heart, but she couldn’t move her gaze, and even wanted to get closer.

But then she heard a soft tsk from the godmother, and a cool touch covered her eyelids. The goddess statue that was faintly visible in the darkness disappeared from sight.

“Don’t look, there’s something bad on that goddess statue.” The godmother’s voice was low, but it was like a stream of warm spring water flowing past. Alice’s limbs, which were almost frozen stiff, were finally regained control by her.

Alice took a small breath, and the vigilance in her heart towards this church was raised to the highest level.

The teacher was right, there was indeed a problem with this church, and it was a big problem.

A goddess statue for people to worship would actually have such a strange effect at night, making people caught off guard, and it seemed to be intentionally targeting the suddenly visiting ‘guests’.

Alice felt a little better, then reached out and held the godmother’s hand, gently pulling it down a little to bring her vision back to normal, but she was also very self-aware and didn’t continue to look at the goddess statue. Instead, she tilted her head and looked in the direction of the godmother.

She saw the woman, also wearing a hood, raised her head and frowned as she stared at the goddess statue in front of her. She didn’t seem to be in a good mood, as if she was about to rush up and smash the goddess statue in the next second…

Eh?

Alice’s brain short-circuited for a second. Was her godmother such a violent person?

Um…

Recalling what the godmother had done, Alice couldn’t help but show a subtle expression.

The godmother seemed to be such a violent person. Don’t look at the godmother’s gentle and weak appearance, in fact, her combat power was terrifyingly strong. Her usual disguise was extremely successful, making people unconsciously ignore her true fiery temper.

However, such a godmother was willing to show her a gentle smile, and when she used those not-so-thick but soft enough hands to stroke her head, Alice would always substitute the mother who didn’t have any related memories.

The godmother gave her the feeling that her mother had never left her side.

“Are you okay?” Alice asked softly, “Godmother, you’ve been looking at that goddess statue for so long, won’t you be affected too?”

“Hmm?” The woman’s watery green eyes looked over, her attention shifted from the goddess statue. “It’s okay, did you forget? My racial talent is inherently restrained against attacks such as illusions.”

Alice suddenly realized, “Ah, so the bad thing on that is for making illusions?”

The woman patted the top of her head, “Yes, it’s not a big deal, it’s just a disgusting thing. After the matter is resolved, we’ll come back and smash this goddess statue.”

Alice: …

Um… Godmother was still as always not hiding anything in front of her.

Alice secretly smiled, “Okay, after the teacher solves these guys, we’ll come over and smash this goddess statue.”

The woman choked a bit, glanced at Alice as if she wanted to say something but stopped, and ultimately didn’t say anything.

Alice knew that the godmother was again dissatisfied with her acknowledging a mysterious and dangerous teacher of unknown origin.

When Alice proposed to explore the church at night today, her godmother had already expressed a round of dissatisfaction. The godmother believed that her teacher always made her do some dangerous things, which didn’t seem like a proper teacher at all.

Every time Alice heard the godmother secretly slander the teacher, she was always helpless, but she still resisted telling the godmother: The unreliable and dangerous guy you’re talking about actually had an intersection with you!

It was just that Alice and the teacher had made an agreement from the beginning. The teacher taught her how to be a qualified monarch, and she would secretly assist the teacher in doing some things, and couldn’t reveal their teacher-student relationship to anyone.

Before Alice had asked the teacher for consent, she couldn’t tell the godmother the news that “actually my teacher you also know,” even if the godmother treated her like her own daughter.

This was a matter of principle.

“Let’s go.” The woman frowned, and finally moved her gaze away as if she had seen something spicy and dirty. She changed the direction of the hand holding the night pearl. “Let’s continue to look inside, explore it early and go back early. This place always gives me a disgusting feeling.”

As she spoke, she took a step forward. Considering that Alice was still by her side, she slowed down her pace a little. In the midst of the action, she accidentally took off the hood covering her head. In an instant, the sea-blue, wavy long curly hair that had been fixed inside the hood scattered down and draped over her shoulders.

And the beautiful face that had been hidden by the shadow of the hood was also illuminated by the light of the night pearl, exquisite and beautiful like a siren on the sea, bewitching the heartstrings of all passing sailors.

If Alice’s teacher, Yan Yunqing, witnessed all of this at this moment, he would definitely recognize Alice’s godmother, who could also be regarded as his old acquaintance.

The mixed-blood mermaid Miss, Conilia, whom he met when he first came to the Ermann Continent.