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Chapter 66
Chapter 66: A Hidden Ailment
Academic exchange... It felt very much like a deception woven together by both sides.
In truth, from the very first glance Paul got of this old church from afar, he had a bad premonition.
Sure enough, aside from an elderly priest with a grizzled beard who even trembled when he walked, the entire church contained only a group of elderly nuns...
Paul fell into thought. After repeatedly confirming that this was their entire membership, even Paul himself did not understand why he suddenly felt a wave of disappointment.
Е̇ n üm̃ а̃ . і̄ ḋ
“Do not worry. His Grace gives us a living subsidy every month, so we have no worries about food or clothing here.” A sturdy middle-aged nun patted her chest and guaranteed it.
“Ah, all right. Sorry to trouble you.”
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After settling the nuns in, Paul walked out of the church, feeling somewhat dazed.
Could it be that he had been deceived by the Duke? He had clearly seen her before. In the Northern Territory, there was a young nun with spring-like green hair, an extremely high level of attainment in goddess magic, and a beautiful soul...
He hurriedly stopped a passerby and politely asked, “Hello. May I ask if this is the largest church in our Northern Territory?”
The passerby nodded and asked back with a smile, “What else could it be? Could Ice City have a second church?”
Ẽ ǹu m̄а̀ .і d̈
All right. Perhaps she was only an unofficial nun among the people. The Duke did not attach importance to Church affairs. He had not even notified the clergy when he inherited the ducal title, so it was understandable that he had failed to discover such a talent.
Paul comforted himself in this way.
Returning his thoughts to the Archbishop’s mission, Paul walked onto the street and headed toward the noble district.
Since the Archbishop had already locked onto a target, he should begin the investigation from the Marquis Estate.
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Unlike the Royal Capital, Ice City’s noble district was exceptionally lively. Commoners who had come here for walks could be seen everywhere, and not a single noble carriage was on the road.
In front of the gate of one mansion, people had gathered together, and the sounds of bidding rose higher and higher.
Е̌n̊ um̃а
Paul walked closer and discovered that a girl with pale-blue hair, with a wooden hammer tied to the bandages on her arm, was standing on the platform and loudly auctioning off the things inside the estate.
For some reason, a little lamb was also lying by her feet.
The items being auctioned were all small objects, mostly tableware, jars, and the like. The prices were not expensive either.
“Small ceramic jars for storing seasonings! Eight sets in total, twelve jars per set. Starting price, one copper coin!”
The girl struck the hammer heavily. She seemed to have touched her wound, because she bared her teeth and grimaced for several seconds.
“I want one set, Miss! I want one set!”
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“Me! I want one too, Miss! Look at me!”
Miss? Miss Luna Charles?
Paul froze for quite a while before connecting the person before him with the Luna in his memories. She was actually that Luna who, when studying in the Royal Capital, had a temperament as cold as a block of ice and always showed others a cold face?
“Do not worry if you did not buy one. Tomorrow, that estate over there belongs to someone who did ceramics business. When the time comes, everyone will have jars to buy. Everyone will.”
After selling the small ceramic jars, Luna pointed to another mansion beside them, knocked the hammer without a care, and continued having the servants bring over new items.
“Next item, iron tableware produced by the Dwarven Kingdom! Made from refined steel, the kind that can be passed down for several generations. Fifty sets of knives and forks in total. Starting price for one set of knife and fork... two copper coins!”
E̊.n û ḿà
In the crowd, a certain nun carefully looked at the style of the knives, then directly walked out and said, “Luna, I will take all the table knives. You can continue selling the forks.”
“Who is that? This is an auction, not a shopping mall. How can someone pick and choose...” Luna looked over when she heard this. After discovering that it was Sister Janice, she swiftly changed her expression and squeezed out a smile.
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“I will have them sent over at once!”
Holding a small wooden box filled with knives, Sister Janice left the auction site. Behind her, Luna’s voice selling the forks rose and fell together with the residents’ laughter.
Everyone did not mind this little interlude. More or less, they could all guess the nun’s purpose. It was nothing more than a matter of surgical tools.
Moreover, it was said that Miss Luna had spent a long time pestering His Grace before contracting this auction business from him for three gold coins.
Ӗ ñu m̀а
The more spirited and confident the Miss had been at first, the funnier her deflated expression became later when she encountered Lady Eileen and Sister Janice haggling down prices.
“Hello, Sister. We meet again.” Paul caught up with Sister Janice and took the initiative to greet her.
“It is you, Sir Knight. Why have you come to the Northern Territory again so soon?” Sister Janice, holding the wooden box, nodded slightly, her expression somewhat puzzled.
It should not be a coincidence. This Holy Knight from the Royal Capital had a noble status. Previously, he had come to the Northern Territory under the Archbishop’s orders. How long had it been since then... Could the Church in the Royal Capital already be so extravagant that it used Holy Knights as errand runners?
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Paul quickly explained, “The Archbishop had me bring ten nuns from the Church to the Northern Territory for academic exchange...”
“Also, allow me to formally introduce myself. I am the Holy Knight Commander of the Church, Paul.”
Е nǔḿ а . i d
“Minister of the Northern Territory’s medical department, Janice.”
Sister Janice barely managed to free a hand, but Paul took the box from her. With one hand, he lifted the wooden box, and with the other, he solemnly shook Sister Janice’s hand.
“Let me help you.” Paul quickly released her hand. His every word and action strictly observed the standards of etiquette. “Minister of the medical department... Miss Janice, do you not serve in the church?”
Sister Janice smiled and expressed her thanks. “There are always endless matters to handle in the Northern Territory. I cannot work only for the purpose of serving the goddess.”
“I see. Helping others is also a way of practicing the goddess’ teachings. You have a noble heart.”
Seeing Paul’s serious appearance, Sister Janice walked while laughing softly. “People in the Northern Territory do not praise others like this. His Grace often warns the clergy not to define beauty and ugliness, good and evil.”
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“When everyone under heaven has a fixed conclusion about beauty, they will come to detest ugliness. When everyone under heaven knows how to display false kindness, then moral concepts will collapse.”
Paul, who often used beauty to praise other people’s souls, was stunned. “So that is how it is. I have been taught.”
Everyone had their own side of beauty and ugliness, good and evil. This was not merely the goddess’ gift, but also the law of nature. He had overlooked this point before.
“It cannot be called teaching. It was only when His Grace jokingly asked me how one should become a saint that I gained some understanding.”
Saint... The figure of Saintess Maria surfaced before his eyes again. Paul took a deep breath and drove the image out of his mind.
“His Grace said: A saint practices wordless teaching and handles matters through non-action. So, since I merely said a few words, how could I make someone feel that they had been taught?”
Е ǹ ùm̌а .і́d
Hearing this, Paul did not know whether to laugh or cry. Now he truly had no idea what he should say. However, seeing that Sister Janice genuinely seemed troubled by those words, a faint smile could not help appearing on his face.
The two walked and chatted, and before long, they arrived at Sister Janice’s medical department.
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The so-called medical department was nothing more than an unremarkable small house. However, considering that aside from several odd-job workers and a dozen apprentices, the only person truly responsible for the department’s work was Sister Janice herself, everything seemed reasonable again.
After placing the wooden box by the wall, Paul rose to say farewell, but Sister Janice stopped him.
She frowned and first sized Paul up for a while, making Paul somewhat at a loss.
Then Sister Janice sighed and said, “Mr. Paul, when I first met you, I was only suspicious. But now, I am certain. You have a hidden ailment, do you not?”
Е.n̊ ü m̊a. і̄ d̆
Was her attainment in goddess magic that high?!
Although Paul’s expression was calm, he was inwardly astonished. Aside from the Archbishop, absolutely no second person knew that he had a hidden ailment.
Oswald: I know too. I also know that in the end, because years of overwork turned into illness, you died on the battlefield while resisting magical beasts.
“I do not intend to expose your secret. However, Mr. Paul, if this continues, within five years, your internal organs will enter an irreversible state of failure.”
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“You cannot conceal your illness and avoid treatment like those farmers.”
Her words were gentle like a fine drizzle. Paul stood in place, somewhat unused to this kind of concern that viewed him as an equal.
Е́ ń û mа̊ .і̀d̆
He was a gifted powerhouse. His decades of painstaking training, day after day, were for the sake of protecting others. Even if he suffered serious injuries, he would tell those he protected that he was fine...
At this moment, he also very much wanted to say that he was fine, and even more wanted to turn around and leave directly. But he could not move his feet, as though he had already fallen into confusion.
“Sit over here. I will examine your body.”
After a long silence, under Sister Janice’s patient and calm gaze, Paul finally nodded stiffly and gently uttered that word.
“All right.”
In the haze, the first thing was a girl’s small palm.
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She was being held in the arms of the Archbishop, whose beard was gray and white. She was like a delicate little dumpling carved from jade and powder, sleeping with her eyes closed like an angel from a mural.
“Just like you, Paul, she has lost her parents. You must help me take good care of her.”
...
She did not love to smile, and she was somewhat picky with food. She always held a scripture alone and sat on the grass, lowering her head, her large eyes warily watching anyone who passed by her side.
To make her lower her guard, he took the initiative to help her eat the food she disliked and brought her to a corner of the training grounds, where she could read in peace.
There, a tall man became her godfather.
Е̂ňum а
...
Later, she gradually grew up and became more cheerful. She was very happy that she had a father, and she also began to learn how to throw tantrums.
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Her talent was highly anticipated by the Church, just like his.
But he not only had to struggle to cope with his own training, he also had to care about her emotions at all times, using exaggerated movements and words to coax her into happiness so that she would study seriously and fulfill her innate talent.
...
Habit was a very frightening thing. It made you feel that nothing would ever change.
Е̇ ń ú ṁ а̃
From the moment she became the Saintess and he could only be a Holy Knight, he keenly discovered that tiny gap.
Occasionally, she would speak to him in a commanding tone.
As for him, he also learned a new way to make the girl happy.
That was to shoulder the battles that she should have led, spending years as if they were one day subjugating magical beasts, heretics, witches...
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During one battle, a witch’s poison still invaded his internal organs.
...
En̂ u m̌ а . і̆ d́_
Now, he did not know how he should face her either.
She had new companions, including a true Hero.
Battle naturally became his work, while she chose to become the Hero’s support.
Then, for the first time, she stepped onto the road of subjugating a calamity.
...
Do not go!
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Paul suddenly woke with a start and abruptly found that before his eyes was an unfamiliar ceiling.
“You are awake, Mr. Paul.”
A familiar voice awakened his memories. Just now, I was undergoing an examination?
Paul sat up and was surprised to discover that his body had become much lighter. However, the pain from the hidden ailment had not disappeared. It had merely been effectively relieved.
He looked toward the source of the voice and discovered that Sister Janice was sitting at the desk by the window, reading a book by the light of an oil lamp. She said to him calmly, “There is one thing I must tell you, Mr. Paul. The hidden ailment in your body was caused because the healer deliberately left behind a portion of the poison. Now, it is already very difficult to remove completely.”
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