In front of the Purification City Glory Council Hall, Aimoer followed behind the knight with a look of resentment.
She had thought the bishop would handle this matter quickly, but she really didn’t expect that after reporting it in the morning, they would have investigated everything by the afternoon.
It even interrupted the date opportunity she had worked so hard to get!
Damn it, can’t they be a little less efficient?
Aimoer silently cursed the bishop thoroughly in her heart, but still wore her trademark smile as she followed the knight into the Council Hall.
“Your Grace, she’s here.”
The knight opened the door for them, bowed to the bishop sitting by the door, and quickly took his leave.
Aimoer looked around.
Inside the Council Hall, besides the Bishop of Purification City she had seen that morning, she could also see the Lord of Purification City and the Knight Commander.
“Good afternoon. May the Holy Light shine upon you.”
“May the Holy Light shine upon you.”
Aimoer and Senteli made the sign of the cross over their chests in return.
She led Senteli to sit beside the bishop and quietly waited for his explanation.
‘At times like this, it’s best to just listen obediently. They suddenly called us both here—it must be a major development in the attack case. Just answer what they ask, and these big shots will fill in the blanks themselves.’
“Mm, since it’s sudden, I’ll get straight to the point. Calling you here is because we’ve made significant progress in the attack case and need you to confirm some details.”
The bishop said, rubbing a blue stone on the table, and then projected an image of a group of masked people gathered together on the wall in front.
‘Does this world have such advanced things as projectors too?’
A flicker of astonishment passed through Aimoer’s eyes.
‘It seems my understanding of this world is still too shallow.’
Her eyes were fixed on the projection, but in her mind, she wondered if there might be many high-tech products she hadn’t discovered yet in this world.
‘Maybe I could take advantage of this and make some tech products that don’t exist in this world to earn money? And then—’
Suddenly, it rained gold coins in Aimoer’s mental world.
She held up the coins and tossed them into the air, her face full of joy.
‘Hehehe, I’m rich! I’m rich!’
‘As long as I have money, rebuilding my fortune is just a piece of cake, right?’
She swallowed her saliva, straightened her posture, and refocused on the projection.
“These are a set of key intelligence we obtained after scouting towns within a 25-kilometer radius of Purification City.”
The bishop enlarged the image and pointed at the masked men.
“After investigation, we discovered that the mine town 12 kilometers away has lost contact. When the scouting team arrived, they took these photos on the outskirts of the town. We need you to identify whether the people who attacked you are dressed the same.”
Aimoer didn’t rush to speak.
She looked at Senteli, and they nodded together.
“They’re highly likely the same group.”
Aimoer put on an uneasy expression and looked at the bishop, pinching her fingers as she asked.
“So, is it really the Demon God causing trouble?”
“Hard to say.”
The Lord of Purification City looked as if he was facing a great enemy.
He tapped his fingers on the table.
“Based on my years of war experience, these people fit all the characteristics of heretics, but whether it’s specifically the influence of the Demon God remains to be seen. However, we have already prepared for the worst. If it really is the Demon God, we have a certain level of confidence in taking it down.”
‘That’s really great.’
Aimoer secretly rejoiced in her heart.
‘With such a big shot arguing on my behalf, why bother with complicated and brain-burning operations? Just latch onto a powerful ally and follow along.’
“If needed, we can step in anytime.”
She put on a grave expression and declared to the three of them.
“Mm, if needed, we’ll have you assist on the sidelines. Speaking of which—”
The lord looked at Aimoer with interest.
“Miss Aimoer, your Holy Light seems to be combat-oriented?”
Aimoer honestly nodded.
“I already requested your combat records from the Pope before you came and looked them over. Very impressive. Just as well—our team has always been short of a powerful nun who can charge into battle together. Would you like to join the Vanguard Unit and lead the charge when we march out tomorrow?”
Aimoer was delighted inside.
This was like a pillow being handed to her when she was drowsy.
She was just worrying about how to give out the sheepskin parchment Ouluola had given her, and now the opportunity presented itself.
“It would be my great honor. I will do my best to perform.”
“Good. Report to the barracks at exactly 7:00 AM tomorrow. Speed is key in war. Whatever it is, we need to pull out this thorn as early as possible.”
The lord did not give her a chance to refuse, commanding with an unquestionable tone.
‘I have to get up this early?’
Aimoer felt she was already starting to get drowsy.
“No problem.”
“Then Miss Senteli will stay behind to assist in the rear. It also gives Miss Kaili a chance to show you around.”
The lord and the bishop exchanged glances, revealing a knowing smile.
Aimoer, on the other hand, just wanted to curse.
‘So after all that talk, these two just wanted a pretext to send me to the front lines as cannon fodder.’
‘No one working in this damn Purification City is a pushover. If it were a real rookie, they would have been fooled.’
Aimoer sneered coldly in her heart.
‘Too bad you guys met me. These two think they’re on the fifth floor, never realizing that Aimoer is already on the stratosphere, and can even turn the tables, making them count money for me after being sold.’
“Mm, so that’s the overall arrangement. You two go back and rest well. Leave the rest to us.”
The bishop opened the door and smiled as he cleared the way.
‘Really looking down on me.’
Aimoer fiercely complained to herself, then gave him a sincere smile and quickly walked out of the Council Hall.
‘Whatever. I’m going back to sleep like a beauty. I haven’t enjoyed such a luxurious life in a long time. This time I’m going to make up for everything I missed.’
“El!”
While she was still fantasizing, Senteli panted as she trotted over.
“W-wait for me.”
She pouted unhappily, her chest still heaving.
‘Same old weak stamina.’
Aimoer licked her lips and then asked with a smile.
“What’s wrong? Why are you running so fast?”
“Aren’t we… aren’t we going back to rest?”
Senteli poked her fingers together and looked up with an expectant expression.
“I was thinking… could El… could she come back with me…”
“Eh, but I’m not staying at the church these days.”
Aimoer deliberately showed a regretful expression to decline, but didn’t expect her to take the initiative.
“Not… not staying? Then can I come see where El is staying?”
Aimoer felt a bit surprised.
Why did she seem especially clingy today?
“Sure, but you have to beg me.”
‘Since it’s come to this, let her act cute first.’
Aimoer licked her lips.
Bringing the Saintess to the hotel so soon—pretty thrilling to think about.
“Please?”
Just hearing her say that made Aimoer feel alive again.
“Alright, I’ll reluctantly agree.”
‘I wonder what interesting things might happen with her at the hotel?’
Aimoer started fantasizing.