Miss Luo Yan’s Feet Are Buried With Corpses v3c52

Witch’s Night: Chapter 52 Holy Communion

Regarding Luo Yan’s existence, both Lannister and Yan City tacitly downplayed it as much as possible.

In the information circulating to the outside world, this mysterious girl’s figure was practically nonexistent in any intelligence reports.

But for those who had personally experienced the events, this wasn’t a secret.

As members of the Lequista family, Chris and Tina didn’t hide what happened in Lannister from their family head, who was also their older sister and aunt, Vichy.

The truth of the Lannister incident was indeed challenging to one’s worldview, but to the well-informed Vichy, it was still within the acceptable range.

A girl who could hear the oracle wasn’t unheard of.

As for the other two great families, Siris and Helmholtz… Lannister, as a prominent trading city in recent centuries, naturally had its informants planted there.

But these informants clearly weren’t at the same level as Tina and Chris, and thus couldn’t access the true core of the Lannister incident.

They vaguely knew that it was caused by a mysterious girl who suddenly appeared, but anything more specific, they didn’t know.

Moreover, the Saint suddenly appearing during the Yan City war, specifically making a detour to Lannister, and then using all resources to quickly return to Noah after leaving Lannister, these actions were quite suspicious.

Everyone knew that the Saint definitely wasn’t just traveling around; a mysterious girl also seemed to accompany her every move.

And this mysterious girl definitely wasn’t just the “Church’s illegitimate daughter” as rumored in Lannister.

But who came up with this “Church’s illegitimate daughter” nonsense? It was too ridiculous; it felt like they had never been to the Noah Church…

The Noah Church valued seniority the most, almost all of its higher-ups were old men and women nearing their graves.

Even the youngest high-ranking official in the Church was old enough to have grandchildren, how could there be an underage illegitimate daughter?

When Vichy mentioned this mysterious girl, both Helm and Nohr straightened up slightly; they had many questions in their minds.

However, Vichy didn’t seem to intend to elaborate. She just smiled faintly and gently changed the subject,

“Let’s talk about Wen Su, the City Lord of Dragon City. He is a remarkably shrewd leader. If it weren’t for his moment of soft-heartedness in sparing his mad younger brother, which caused much controversy to this day, Dragon City would probably be completely unified under his control.

“Then, Noah would truly only have the Sanctuary left to boast about.”

“So, we should be grateful to his younger brother?” Nohr raised an eyebrow and casually teased.

Helm said sullenly, “But his younger brother slaughtered two entire Lifelines, more than half of the people on board were Noah citizens, just because the noise of the Lifeline disturbed his sleep.”

They were all smart people. Since Vichy didn’t want to mention the mysterious girl anymore, Nohr and Helm tacitly dropped the topic, but they all kept it in mind.

Although the three great families of Noah advanced and retreated together, they weren’t completely united, each having their own selfish motives and concerns.

As long as these selfish motives and concerns didn’t affect the overall situation, the Noah Holy Church and the Noah Church wouldn’t interfere. Therefore, there were still some minor struggles and competition among the three families.

“It’s almost time, I guess His Holiness… will summon us soon. This kind of occasion will definitely have a good banquet… oh no, Holy Communion.”

Nohr stood up first and pointed at his head, “Every Pope does this, I’m used to it.”

“Perhaps it’s a good thing.” Vichy smiled gently. “Like that one in Lannister… heh, it seems you’re both unaware.”

“I think it will be a bad thing.”

Helm, who was usually taciturn, maintained his pessimistic attitude,

“Banquets are troublesome, especially the Holy Communion held by His Holiness, even more troublesome.”

As his voice fell, several threads of light appeared out of thin air, gradually coalescing into a human form.

Finally, the current Pope, Aslanmode VII, appeared before the three of them, coughed twice, and said,

“Mr. Helm… hmm? Why are you all here?”

Although this was a private, unannounced meeting, it wasn’t held in a particularly secret location, just Helm’s private study.

Aslanmode VII knew that Helm would definitely be in his study at this time, so he projected himself directly here.

Nohr immediately bowed appropriately,

“Greetings, Your Holiness.”

“Your Holiness… good day.”

Vichy maintained her elegant posture, her faint smile impeccable.

“Your Holiness, we’ll go and prepare immediately, thank you for your time.”

The decisive Helm immediately walked towards the door of the room.

“Thank you for your hard work, Your Holiness, I’ll also go back and prepare.”

Vichy nodded slightly, her figure dissipating into specks of starlight.

And Nohr, with an apologetic smile, also disappeared.

Clearly, just like Aslanmode VII, they were also projections.

This technology, replicated from the Old Era, hadn’t yet become as widespread as video and audio communication and was still in the experimental stage.

But for His Holiness and the heads of the three great families, obtaining it wasn’t difficult.

“…I haven’t even said anything yet!”

Aslanmode VII’s eyelids twitched almost imperceptibly. “I finally managed to get away from that old fox Wen Su and came here specifically to inform you about the Holy Communion!”

The Noah Church’s banquets were called Holy Communion, originally held by the Saint and the Twelve Saints, distributing the best food they had to everyone who participated in building Noah during that era of scarcity.

Out of gratitude, people called the food distributed by the Saint “holy food,” and this activity of distributing holy food was called Holy Communion, and it was passed down over time.

However, by now, the meaning of Holy Communion had changed a lot, from being attended by everyone, it gradually became exclusive to Church personnel.

Now, the form of Holy Communion was almost the same as a noble banquet, only it still retained a hint of sacred meaning, distinguishing it from ordinary banquets.

The City Lord of Dragon City visiting Noah was a major event. No matter how they struggled in secret, when meeting face to face, they would always show each other respect.

Therefore, holding a Holy Communion became the best choice—as Nohr said, what every Pope did when receiving important guests, an unwritten rule.

After muttering a few more words, Aslanmode VII’s figure also slowly disappeared.

However, in the last moment of his disappearance, a pair of eyes, appearing from nowhere, flashed in his projection, looking towards this inconspicuous study.

……

“The technology of the Old Era seems quite good.”

Wen Hua withdrew his prying gaze and said with interest.

Having finally arrived in Noah, the central headquarters of the Church of the End Gods, he had been eager to do something these past few days.

Noah summoning all human forces to hold the Ten Cities Council was to target the Church of the End Gods and the Gods behind them. How could these followers just sit still and wait for death?

The three Bishops gathering in Noah was an extremely dangerous signal in itself.

Even if they had their own agendas, their ultimate goal was to welcome the Gods and destroy human civilization.

“No matter how good the technology, going in the wrong direction will only lead you deeper and deeper, until finally, there’s no turning back.”

Hamid stared intently at a certain direction, and only after that touch of pink disappeared from his sight did he slowly close his eyes.

“Still looking at that weapon you painstakingly created? It’s gone, don’t be heartbroken.”

Wen Hua raised an eyebrow. “She’s weak, even if her God’s Chosen power fully erupts, she can at most destroy a single mega-city, and she can’t even be reused.”

“She is not a weapon.”

Hamid said in a low voice.

“Bishop Hamid, don’t tell me you’ve actually developed feelings for her?” Wen Hua immediately became excited. “The cold-blooded murderer who ruthlessly killed all his classmates, also has a sentimental side?”

“I am human, and humans have emotions. And… you’re the only one who has no right to call me a murderer, Wen Hua.”

Hamid glanced at Wen Hua,

“I’ve already explained, because those former classmates were all Errant candidates, their existence would continue the current human civilization. Killing them was to prevent the erroneous continuation of civilization, I have no interest in killing itself.”

Wen Hua naturally knew who Hamid’s sharp words were directed at. He shrugged and said,

“If you could kill all the Saints of this generation—oh no, Errant candidates, it would be even more helpful to our plan. You know, that person in the Sanctuary…”

Hamid snorted coldly, interrupting Wen Hua, and said, “The God of Life is just resting for a bit. When she awakens again, it will be the end of the Errants.”

Wen Hua spread his hands and then said seemingly casually,

“By the way, that girl you met in Lannister…”

Hearing this, Hamid immediately opened his eyes and looked sharply at Wen Hua. “You want to target her?”

“Heh, she seems to be a naive and lovely girl, inexperienced in the ways of the world. I think I can build a good relationship with her, even… something closer.”

Wen Hua said with a smile, “Besides, you gave her that weapon, weren’t you trying to appease her?”

“…Wen Hua, some existences require respect, some taboos must never be touched.”

Hamid said in a low voice, “If you had seen her methods of traversing the Void, if you knew the oracle she heard… and could still maintain your current confidence, I would support you.”

Hamid hadn’t told anyone besides Marytis about the news of the God of Hope’s fall, including the other Bishop, Wen Hua.

When he learned this news from Luo Yan, even as a Bishop who had personally seen the Gods, Hamid couldn’t avoid the collapse of his consciousness and beliefs, almost falling into endless madness.

Marytis, like Luo Yan, had the ability to hear the oracle, so naturally, she didn’t experience this, but he wasn’t sure about Wen Hua.

Even though Wen Hua wasn’t as devout to the Gods as the other two Bishops, more obsessed with destruction, his life itself was saved by the power of the Gods, his consciousness and soul completely sewn together by Their power.

The consequences of him learning this news were unknown.

“Seems somewhat similar to Miss Marytis? Very well, I’m even more interested now.”

Wen Hua took off his round-rimmed glasses, and his refined and scholarly temperament instantly became more sinister.

It had to be said that Wen Hua was indeed a handsome man by worldly standards.

When he was in Dragon City, he had attracted many ignorant girls with his appearance, and then killed them while they were in ecstasy.

Putting aside his perverted heart and twisted personality, Wen Hua was still considered a refined young master, his demeanor and conversation quite elegant and scholarly.

Because since he was young, he was raised as the heir to the City Lord, just like his older brother, so he wasn’t inferior to the current City Lord, Wen Su, in these aspects.

“Bishop Hamid, if I can make her willingly return to the Church of the End Gods with me…”

Wen Hua narrowed his eyes, trying to see the silver-white figure in the distant restaurant clearly.

“I’ll have Marytis give you the qualification to awaken the God of Life.” Hamid said indifferently. “She will agree, I guarantee it.”

As the only confirmed existing “God of Life,” the Witch of Absolute Death, how could the Church of the End Gods ignore Her existence?

Since the end of the War of the Witch of Absolute Death, the Church of the End Gods had tried countless times to awaken Her, trying to make Her awaken again from Her endless slumber.

Unfortunately, the Twelve Saints never left the Sanctuary. Even though theoretically four or five Saints were enough to guard the Witch of Absolute Death, they still used ten, and the remaining two had never left the Sanctuary either.

Hundreds of years had passed, and the Church of the End Gods still hadn’t had the opportunity to awaken Her.

But now it was different. The human world, which had been as still as stagnant water, finally had its first large-scale event in centuries—the Ten Cities Council.

The convening of the Ten Cities Council might threaten the survival of the Church of the End Gods, but it was also an opportunity to break the current deadlock.

Humans worried about the Primordial Demons, who could awaken at any time, and the Church of the End Gods was equally worried about the progress of human civilization, fearing that it would eventually reach the same level as the Old Era.

Awakening the slumbering God of Life was imperative.

“It’s settled then, Bishop Hamid.”

Wen Hua nodded with satisfaction, but secretly thought,

“Once I bring her back, what use will Marytis be?”

The reason Marytis could hold the position of Bishop in the Church of the End Gods was simply because she could hear the oracle, wasn’t it?

With another, even more important existence who could hear the oracle… what use was Marytis?

As for whether he could bring Luo Yan back, this wasn’t something Wen Hua was worried about.

When he witnessed the arrival of the Dragon City delegation in Noah earlier, Wen Hua had observed the coincidentally appearing Luo Yan for quite some time.

In his opinion, apart from her stunning beauty and some special abilities, Luo Yan didn’t seem much different from the ignorant girls he had encountered before, only laughably naive.

Tricking her, savoring her beauty… Wen Hua felt it was just a matter of reaching out and taking it.