Fei Bi really wanted to curse someone out, but she held back.
As a faction leader, the most important quality was knowing when to bend, and when it was time to be pathetic, she could be more pathetic than anyone.
“Yes… Sister Luo Yisi.”
She stammered twice, lowered her head, and continued silently reciting prayers as instructed by the Head Nun of the Charity Hall, Luo Yisi.
Praying to gain surging “Love.”
Praying to be forever beautiful.
Praying for the gods to protect her womb.
Praying for happiness and joy every day.
The more she prayed, the more Fei Bi felt something was off, because these prayers seemed to be subtly taking effect.
But logically, this body couldn’t have the slightest talent for Divine Arts, let alone be favored by the Goddess.
Because when creating this Blood Puppet, she had used the power of the Seventh Demon God.
But Fei Bi did feel Divine Power seeping into her body, silently modifying this Blood Puppet’s flesh, and even influencing the Blood Puppet’s consciousness.
Protecting the womb, slowing aging, strengthening the body… even the influence on her consciousness was positive.
Fei Bi felt that the world before her eyes had become much brighter.
Everyone looked so adorable, not unpleasant, and a certain inexplicable joy always lingered at the bottom of her heart.
After the prayer, it was time to gather in a circle, and those selected would go up on stage to share their understanding of the doctrine and their insights on practicing the Goddess’s Doctrine…
But not everything was so serious; some sisters were sharing fun stories and gossip.
Before long, as expected, Head Nun Luo Yisi called on Fei Bi to gauge her understanding of the Goddess’s Doctrine.
Fei Bi had no choice but to stand up with a mournful face and recite a lot of official platitudes she knew.
Something like the Goddess is the great deity who governs the grand concept of “Love.”
And that the Goddess advocates kindness, mercy, universal love, equality, sharing… all sorts of things.
She talked until her mouth was dry, but Head Nun Luo Yisi had no reaction, just smiling as she looked at her.
“You don’t seem like a Commoner.”
She suddenly spoke.
Fei Bi’s heart tightened.
‘What’s going on? Is it that obvious? Could it be that her disguise can’t fool anyone except Joen?’
“Sister Luo Yisi, don’t joke around.”
She had no choice but to pretend to be timid and nervous, brushing it off with a pitiful demeanor.
“Because you don’t care about the issues that pretty Commoner girls like you actually worry about.”
Luo Yisi propped her head on her hand, a smile on her pretty face.
“Do you know what they would say, or what they are confused about?”
Before Fei Bi could answer, Luo Yisi continued on her own:
“They would be puzzled: why doesn’t God protect me when I’m bullied by men? Why can’t I find a shop job even though I’m popular? Will the Goddess forgive my vanity? Will the Goddess forgive me for falling in love with a generous and gentle nobleman who is already engaged? Can the Goddess help me win the favor of the one I love?”
Fei Bi was stunned for a moment, and her face darkened.
She suddenly realized that her flaws were indeed quite large, because the things she cared about were completely on a different level from these Commoners.
This unconscious exuding of “aloofness” would probably become an obstacle to her getting close to the Hero.
“Love is the greatest power in this world. It can become the universal solution to all problems. That is precisely why we must be filled with love, spread love, and love everyone in the world, good or bad.”
Then, Luo Yisi said softly:
“The big brothers and little brothers of the Holy Knight Order love us and will defend our happiness and dignity with their lives. And we must share what we have, just as they share their strength.”
“Fei Fei, are you willing to love the big brothers and little brothers training on the Training Ground, and are you willing to share your own treasures with them?”
With it put that way, Fei Bi could only nod stiffly.
“Then take it off,” Luo Yisi said.
“…What are you looking at me for? Take it off, down to only socks and shoes.”
“Why?”
Fei Bi could barely hold it in anymore.
“Of course, to share your beauty, to let the big brothers and little brothers of the Knight Order see a little… what men love to see most.”
Luo Yisi winked at Fei Bi seductively.
“According to historical records, when the Goddess was still human, she would often take off all her clothes and share her flawless jade body with the world~”
Fei Bi was somewhat devastated.
“But isn’t that unofficial history?”
“At least within our Charity Hall, we believe it to be true. Internal exchange—remember not to talk about it outside.”
Luo Yisi looked around guiltily, then quickly reminded Fei Bi:
“Shh~ Internal exchange only, don’t let the Chapel know, otherwise we’ll get beaten.”
Fei Bi: “…”
The morning sun was brilliant.
After a short while, the iron gate of the Charity Hall area quietly opened a crack, and a blushing Fei Bi sneaked out.
In the end, the arm couldn’t twist the thigh, so she had no choice but to accept this “Newcomer’s Trial,” which could almost be called a Charity Hall tradition.
But the good news was that, also according to tradition, she received a layer of Divine Blessing—[Goddess’s New Clothes].
In the eyes of outsiders, she looked no different from her usual attire.
Only men who were pure and upright at heart, or who harbored sincere love for her, could see through this blessing and know what she truly looked like beneath the Divine Arts… her real appearance.
“This is too absurd!”
Fei Bi’s face was so red it seemed to drip blood.
Let alone that she was merely an unskilled Shadow Guard, not a real Shadow Guard, she wasn’t nearly as unscrupulous as the Shadow Guards.
Even the Shadow Guards didn’t play such games!
But fortunately, in this filthy and corrupt dump of a place, there probably wouldn’t be any “pure and upright” people.
As for “sincere love”… she had just arrived, it couldn’t happen that fast.
So in reality… she just needed to avoid the Hero.
The Hero should be at the Training Ground right now.
After a long silence, Fei Bi decided to carefully circle the edge of the Training Ground to scrape through this “Newcomer’s Trial.”
Passing through the Church Office Area, a handsome young male priest walked towards her.
Noticing Fei Bi, his eyes widened, and then his face turned red.
At that moment, Fei Bi’s heartbeat suddenly stopped.
Her stiff and numb jade body trembled for a long time before barely regaining sensation.
Fei Bi’s emotions momentarily broke, and she asked coldly and fiercely:
“What did you see?”
“Ah?”
The young priest was startled.
He looked up and stole a glance at Fei Bi’s brown bright eyes, then lowered his head and explained in panic:
“No, no, I didn’t deliberately avoid your gaze, miss. You’re too beautiful, I-I don’t dare to look…”
Fei Bi let out a sigh of relief.
It wasn’t that she trusted the young priest’s explanation, but when he lowered his head just now, his gaze smoothly passed over her chest without lingering.
She didn’t believe any man could pass without pausing in a situation like that.
“It’s nothing, sorry, I was too sensitive.”
Fei Bi immediately apologized.
She forced a smile, slightly bent her knees and bowed, performing a nun’s salute.
“May the Goddess bless you.”
“May the Goddess bless you too, pretty miss.”
The young priest returned a Church salute as well.
After this experience, Fei Bi felt much more relaxed and free.
It seemed that, as she thought, there wasn’t a single decent person in this lousy Church.
Outside the Training Ground, Fei Bi dared not approach.
She hid behind an alley, looked up and peered around, constantly searching for the Hero’s position, terrified that the Hero would see her current shameful and seductive appearance.
The heavy sound of armored boots landing came closer from afar, gradually approaching behind her.
Fei Bi turned around alertly.
It was a man reeking of alcohol, looking somewhat decadent, his eyes filled with a kind of undisguised disgust and hostility.
Fei Bi suddenly recalled the other’s identity—the Chief Commander of this lousy Church’s Order of the Holy Temple, Haran.
Heh, a drunkard.
As Chief Commander, he was even late for morning class, clearly not upright and pure, nothing to fear.
But the next second—
Haran’s murky gaze inadvertently fell on Fei Bi, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his footsteps paused because of it.
Then, he revealed an even more undisguised expression of disgust and disdain.
Haran turned his head away, not looking at Fei Bi, and said with heavy resentment:
“Nuns from the Charity Hall, stay away from the Training Ground, don’t disturb the knights’ training.”
Fei Bi’s smile froze.