Chapter 20: The Late Package

Two days later, within the empire, Edinburgh.

This is the headquarters of the Order Knights.

Most of the knights’ families live here.

It is also the training camp for the Order Knights.

An ordinary person might only see a hundred knights in a lifetime, but here one can see many more.

Over a thousand young soldiers train under demonic instructors, striving to become Order Knight reservists.

This is both the birthplace of the Order Knights and their final resting place.

Outside the walls of Edinburgh lies a cemetery.

Selina and a group of nuns, holding flowers, stood before three tombstones.

Suo Lun, having removed his armor and wearing a custom suit, quietly gazed at his comrade.

Messiah was defended and is now under the control of several heavy‑armor knights.

The Judgement Knights also arrived there, probably suspecting that Messiah’s near fall was due to the presence of heretics.

On Kante’s tombstone was the epitaph Selina had given him.

“He kept his oath.”

Having known him for only a few days, Selina didn’t have much feeling for him.

It was more awe and respect.

He was a true knight, worthy of everyone’s respect and admiration.

He possessed the noble qualities of a knight.

The crowd placed their flowers.

Standing here were the thirty‑two nuns he had saved.

Lei Ni cried out loud.

She was an emotional girl.

The day she heard the news of Kante’s death, she fainted on the spot.

Soon, the funeral came to an end.

Everyone had a place to return to.

It was time to go back to rebuilding the ruined home of Messiah.

It was also time for Selina and Lei Ni to return to their own town.

The Order Knights arranged an airship to take them back, and they could be home within a day.

“Will we meet again?”

On the airship, Lei Ni suddenly asked.

Selina was still amazed that the Empire’s civilization wasn’t as backward as she had imagined.

Distracted from her thoughts, she looked at Lei Ni.

She opened her mouth slightly and hesitated for a moment.

“I don’t know. Father Leite… the priest of our church, thinks I can try my luck at the church headquarters in the capital.”

“The capital.”

Lei Ni looked at the sky, her eyes seeming a bit dejected.

She understood that her own talent could never match Selina’s level.

But she still forced a smile, a bit lonely but with some blessing.

“When you make it big, remember to come see me, okay? I’m in the next town over.”

Her face was round, and her smile was like a blooming flower—not too dazzling, but very pleasant to look at.

Selina didn’t know how to respond to this girl’s expectation.

She just held her small hand.

“It’s a bit windy on the deck. I’m getting cold. Let’s go into the cabin to shelter from the wind.”

She tried to cover up her feelings by brushing her off.

Although they hadn’t known each other long, they had formed a deep bond.

But they always had to move forward.

Life had to go on.

In this world, in this era, every parting might be the last, so it was even more precious.

Wal Town.

After getting off the airship, she took a deep breath of her hometown’s air.

It was still the familiar smell.

It felt like the few days in Messiah had been like a year.

Paul still had many injuries, with bandages wrapped around many places.

Fortunately, his legs were fine, and he could walk on his own.

Selina offered to treat his wounds.

With just ordinary fractures and superficial injuries, a third‑tier healing spell would be more than enough.

Paul chose to refuse.

He said that scars are a man’s medals, a man’s honor.

How could he not have some wounds after fighting such a big battle?

But Selina had long seen through his trick—he just wanted to use the injuries to make Milia feel more sorry for him.

Forget it, let him be.

It was already hard enough to survive.

Wal Town Church.

The news that Messiah had been successfully defended had reached here early.

Leite had been guarding the church day and night, waiting for Selina’s return.

Before pushing open the door, Selina patted her face, thinking about what expression to use when facing Grandpa Leite.

After some thought, she decided to just use whatever expression she had.

Just saying “I’m back alive” would be the greatest comfort to him.

She pushed open the door.

Smiling Leite and Milia had been waiting inside for a long time.

Little Paul saw his father and happily ran over asking for a hug.

Selina came before Leite, her gaze firm, her expression relaxed—just like when she came back from playing outside, she said: “I’m back, Grandpa.”

Leite held the sacred scriptures, his back to this girl who was now almost as tall as him.

He turned around, and the worry of the past few days relaxed as he stroked her head.

“It’s good you’re back. It’s good you’re back.”

His kind expression put everyone at ease.

This was the feeling of home.

But it was still lacking a lot.

If Sela were still here, how would she greet herself?

Soon, she shook her head.

If she were still there, it wouldn’t be her who left with the Order Knights.

A do‑over might not lead to a better outcome.

After the Messiah crisis ended, the Empire began to regroup and reexamine the defenses around Messiah.

Rebuilding the surrounding defense lines and recapturing the city were tasks given to the Order Knights and the Death Sanctuary.

The battle, which had caught them off guard, was now time to turn around.

They should tell those monsters that the Empire’s retreat was not due to weakness, but because they hadn’t yet gotten serious.

But all this had nothing to do with Selina.

She spent the next few days in the church.

Except for sleeping, she just sunbathed, trying to recover from her previous exhaustion and the aftereffects of forcibly using a fourth‑tier healing spell.

‘I shouldn’t have shortened my lifespan, right…’ she murmured.

After returning, she immediately asked Grandpa Leite to check her condition.

Leite said that Selina’s body was very healthy, with no problems, but she was quite exhausted and needed more rest.

Being a lazy bug by nature, she just lay around for a few days.

Since there was nothing to do, should she go to Walter Town to see Lei Ni?

One day, while sunbathing on a hillside in the outskirts, Selina thought this. Suddenly, a shadow appeared above her head.

She opened her eyes and saw an airship hovering above Wal Town.

Then a package was thrown down.

The package deployed a parachute, swaying in the air and landing in the center of the town.

It felt like something was going to happen.

Sensing trouble, Selina decided to return to the church early.

Not long after, the mayor personally brought the package to the door.

The dual seals of the Empire and the Church headquarters on it made anyone who recognized them know they couldn’t be careless.

After checking the shipping address, they immediately rushed it to the church.

After the mayor left, the group sat around the package.

Under everyone’s watch, Selina opened it.

Without a doubt, the package was for Selina.

There were several letters and a bag of money.

The amount of money in the bag was not large.

Everyone glanced at it and then looked at the letters.

There were three letters of recommendation and two invitation letters.

Starting with the letters of recommendation, one was from Suo Lun, the paladin who had broken through to the eighth rank that day.

He had also attended the funeral of the fallen knights.

They had a life‑and‑death bond, and as a paladin was one of the core members of the church, giving a helping hand was also reciprocation.

The second letter of recommendation was a joint recommendation from all the surviving clergy of Messiah City.

‘They still remember me,’ Selina thought.

Local nuns’ healing magic was generally capped at the third rank, and only if superiors were willing to teach could they have a chance to learn.

At the same time, their mana level had to reach the fourth rank.

That was basically enough to secure a place in the church headquarters in the capital.

Talented local nuns needed a certain opportunity to get a path upward.

Actually, Suo Lun’s recommendation was sufficient, but she thanked them.

A slight smile curled at the corner of Selina’s mouth.

The third was from a company commander named Baer from the Death Sanctuary.

Selina had only met him once.

It seemed that because Kante had fallen, he chose to write a recommendation letter on his behalf.

So she was still indebted to Kante’s light.

Thinking of that, her eyes became desolate.

There were still two invitation letters left.

Selina picked up both invitation letters at the same time.

When she saw the signatures on them, her expression became serious.