Chapter 789: Chapter 5: Completely Unchanged
A moment later, in another more secluded part of the valley, a gigantic waterfall hung like the Milky Way upside down, rumbling as it crashed into the deep pool below, splashing up a mist of water.
A Libra Knight Captain looked at Lanice, who was preparing to stay behind alone, with some uncertainty and respect on his face, confirming once more: âLady Lanice, are you⊠really not going back with us to Glory City to report?â
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the charred and broken âcorpseâ on the ground beside them, barely recognizable as human, a remnant left after Lanice had previously invoked a mighty divine art of âpurification.â
The Knightâs tone shifted with gratitude and admiration: âThanks to you being present this time, we were able to swiftly eliminate this lurking evil wizard!â
âItâs really unexpected that there would appear an Advanced Wizard in our region. Without your intervention, we might have suffered heavy losses. This is definitely a great achievement; once the bishop knows, he will surely commend you highly.â
Laniceâs expression remained calm, her eyes deep, as if still immersed in some mysterious thought. She slowly spoke, her voice intertwined with a sense of reverence and enlightenment: âYou go back first. Just now, while fighting against evil and following Godâs will, I seem to have gained new and deeper insights into the teachings of the âonly truth.â
âI have a premonition that my faith and understanding of God might be able to receive a new elevation with this opportunity. I need some alone time on this land purified by divine light to quietly comprehend this precious revelation.â
Upon hearing this, the Knight Captainâs face immediately showed respect. For them, the devotees, nothing is more important than receiving divine revelation and deepening faith.
He clenched his right hand in a fist, heavily pounding his left chest, and bowed: âIn that case, we shall not disturb your comprehension of the Divine Oracle, my lady. We will truthfully report the situation here to the bishop and await your return with new insights at the Church!â
With that, he hesitated no longer, turned to direct the other knights and priests, took the âwizardâsâ corpse, and quickly withdrew from the valley.
The noise of people and footsteps gradually faded away, eventually disappearing completely. The entire valley once again returned to tranquility, with only the never-ending roar of the waterfall left.
Lanice stood alone in her original spot, eyes closed, her powerful spiritual power extending like an invisible web outward, carefully perceiving every movement around. Only after confirming that the church people had truly gone far away and left no hidden sentry or surveillance did she slowly open her eyes, the layer of devout light within fading away, replaced by a complex emotion.
She stepped forward, walking to the deepest part of the valley by the waterfall, standing at the edge of the turbulent pool, and said softly to the giant, thundering waterfall: âTheyâre gone.â
Her voice was not loud, yet it clearly pierced through the noise of the waterfall.
After a brief pause, a magical scene unfolded.
The waterfall, originally rushing down relentlessly, seemed to be parted by an invisible giant hand, as the water flowed naturally yet against logic to both sides, rolling and unfolding like drawing aside a magnificent crystal curtain, revealing behind it a hidden, dry, and deep cave entrance.
âSplash!â
The water curtain parted once more, and Lynchâs figure leisurely emerged from the cave behind the waterfall.
He stepped lightly onto the rushing water, as if walking on flat ground, without even wetting the surface of his shoes. He looked at Lanice, asking, âDid you find anything unusual?â
Lanice withdrew her gaze from the waterfall, answered affirmatively, âThe âBlack Wizardâ substitute you crafted was extremely realistic. Whether it was the remaining spiritual power fluctuations or the soul energy dispersed during its final collapse, it was indistinguishable from a real wizard, even perfectly simulating the traits of annihilation by powerful divine art âpurification.â The church couldnât possibly see any issues.â
Lynch nodded, showing some satisfaction: âThatâs good.â
At this moment, Lanice tilted her head, her gaze fell on Lynchâs face, and suddenly, the corners of her lips curved into a clear smile.
The maturity and steadiness originally in her eyes, seasoned by time, quietly faded away at this moment, as if time flowed backward, replaced by a few traces of the bright mischief belonging to her youthful days.
âPfft!â she couldnât help but laugh out loud.
Lynch, surprised by her sudden laughter, raised an eyebrow and wondered, âWhat are you laughing at?â
Lanice shook her head, her laughter undiminished, her tone carrying a hint of nostalgia and jest: âNothing, just suddenly felt itâs somewhat amusing.â
Her gaze subtly shifted, penetrating time, âBack when you left the Ancient Ruins, you were just like this, dodging around carefully. And now, youâve returned, wellâŠ.â
She deliberately paused, her eyes playful, âAs it turns out, Iâm hiding you again, just like when I helped cover for you back then.â
Her smile grew even brighter, carrying a dreamlike sentiment: âThis instantly made me feel like nothing has changed, as if time has tied a knot here. Itâs as though⊠your departure only happened yesterday.â
Lynch felt a little chagrin, thinking to himself if it werenât for considering youâre now in the church, making a move would make things difficult for you, I could easily make that knight and priest squad disappear with just a thought, couldnât I? Why does it sound like from your mouth, Iâm still like a mouse needing to hide behind girls, afraid of the lightâŠ
He casually replied: âYou indeed havenât changed much, still looking the same as back then.â
Had these words come from any other mouth, Lanice probably wouldnât even bat an eyelash. As the youngest and most outstanding High Priestess of the Freemasonry Churchâs Saladin District, she holds a revered status within the church, wielding authority.
Countless people surround her with flattery, phrases like âeternal youthâ and âradiant as everâ have long made her immune, even weary. Such words are merely shadows cast by power and position, void of temperature.
However, when spoken by Lynch at this moment, these words carried an entirely different meaning.
This âgoddess,â high and unapproachable in the eyes of countless followers and subordinates, couldnât help but lower her head slightly, the corners of her lips lifting in a genuine and joyful curve, a smile like stones dropped in a lake, causing ripples in her clear eyes.
She instinctively raised her slender fingers, gently tucking a strand of hair blown to her cheek by the valley wind behind her ear. This simple action, done by her, naturally exuded a touch of mature femininity, subtly contrasting with the sanctity and dignified demeanor she typically presented in her priest robe.
At this moment, she looked less like a high priestess who listens to divine oracle and oversees power, and more like a worldly maiden who felt genuine joy upon hearing her belovedâs praise.
She tilted her head slightly, half jesting, half earnest as she looked at Lynch, her eyes playfully sparkling with a rare charm: âDo you really mean it?â She paused for a moment, her voice carrying an undeniable, gentle assurance: âWhether or not itâs true, Iâm taking it as such, anyway.â
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