Feast of villains

The wind blew in from the door of the church, lifting the red curtains and swaying the petals on the potted plants.

After Nance finished talking about what happened on the tram, he leaned back on the wooden chair and rubbed his temples a little tiredly.

Sister Lena reached out and patted his shoulder, a very natural soothing gesture. Then she placed Doraemon on the bench, stood up, looked towards the gods illuminated by the ever-burning lamp, clenched her hands into fists and began to pray.

"The everlasting Almighty God, your love reaches to the heavens. I pray that you will bless this poor child. Protect him from disaster and disease, and win the tolerance of the world..."

Nance listened carefully.

The nun in devout prayer, with the halo of the ever-burning lamp on the edge of her body, is simply like the incarnation of a holy angel in the human world.

Doraemon lay lazily on the bench.

That fluffy fat body looks like a puppy that is tired of shopping and wants to be held by its owner.

The prayers gradually stopped.

"Okay, the prayer is over." Sister Lena looked back at Nance, with a gentle smile on her face intoxicated, "My child, do you want to complain to me next? I am willing to listen."

"Just ask a question," Nance said.

He looked at the nun with his cheerful, enthusiastic and inquiring eyes, as if he wanted to understand what kind of person she was. This made her feel a little shy and couldn't help but lower her head slightly: "You ask...

…”

"Please come back here." Nance put his hat in his left hand, stood up and bowed to her like a gentleman.

Sister Lena raised her head again.

Looking forward, she saw his bright eyes under the thick black bangs. He looked sincere and polite, which made her feel relaxed and excited inside.

The wind blowing from the sea slightly swayed the golden curly hair.

Sister Lena returned to sit down next to Nance in a docile little woman manner, put her hands quietly on her knees, and said softly: "What do you want to ask? Just ask, I will tell you everything."

"What do you think about Mosu?" Nance asked her.

"It's hard to answer this..." Sister Reina gently rubbed her eyebrows with her fingers, then cleared her throat, "In the monastery's teachings, magic is an energy source with universal laws."

"Regularity?"

"Yes, no matter what kind of structure something is, it needs energy to reproduce and survive. This is the universal law of the universe. Magic element is a relatively ancient and alternative biological energy, which is also within the law of God."

"That means that familiars, even demons, must follow the rules set by God?"

"It is absolutely true that there are no exceptions to the laws of the universe." Sister Reina probably hadn't answered this kind of question for a long time. She frowned slightly and said while sorting out her thoughts: "Laws are not tangible. They are passed by intelligent creatures.

Only then can knowledge be established as an idea and have a conceptual form, and its form is all aspects of the world we live in..."

"Does the monastery view magic as evil?"

"My child, please don't have such stupid ideas." Sister Lena shook her fingers from side to side like a teacher scolding a student, with a smile on her face. "Although any living thing can accept energy like magic, most of them

Some creatures cannot awaken and use it, without harming their health or interfering with normal survival metabolism. Even if the magic element is awakened, it is absolutely neutral as an energy source, and how it is used is the criterion for judging good and evil."

"Energy has no ethical standards and is always a neutral camp. It is entirely up to people to make it good or bad." Nance said thoughtfully, "In other words, magic can be used to do good things as well as to do good things.

Do bad things in turn. Is this how you understand it?”

Sister Lena looked at him lovingly.

"Child, I know you are wavering in your heart." She said with a gentle voice, "Stick to what you think is right in your heart. Don't care about what others think, and don't deny yourself just because people like you have committed great evil. You

It’s just you, you are a kind, lovely, and excellent child. Isn’t that right?”

I was indeed the person I was before, but what about the person I am now? Am I still the same person now? What is the answer to Ship of Theseus... Nance leaned back on his chair and looked at the ceiling of the church.

"God will bless you." Sister Reina crossed herself on her chest and said in a soft voice.

Her beautiful blue eyes looked at Nance without blinking.

In her eyes, Nance was a child who suffered a lot. He even turned into a familiar for some reason and was criticized a lot. But now he still maintains a gentle character. He has broad and strong shoulders and is dressed neatly.

, the blue silk tie is also very popular.

anything else……

He is such a sensitive and restless child...

He looks depressed because of other people's discrimination and misunderstanding. It really hurts my heart. I want to hug him and comfort him.

In order to enlighten him, Sister Lena asked again: "Do you know that e=mc2?"

"Of course." Nance nodded and replied, "The mass-energy equation is used to calculate the binding energy of the atomic nucleus."

"E=mc2 is a concept that is supposed to be neutral, but it has prompted the development of such horrific things as atomic bombs, and was actually dropped by humans. Does this mean that e=mc2 or Einstein who proposed the equation is evil?

?Yes, e=mc2 gave birth to the atomic bomb, but it also provided a stable energy supply for a period of time, which was the guarantee for mankind to survive the chaos. Without nuclear energy, mankind would have perished."

Sister Lena said with a smile on her face.

Seeing the look of understanding on Nance's face, she added: "Listen, my boy, there is a universal law called caveatemptor."

"oh?"

"It is the buyer's responsibility." Sister Lena explained, "How the things handed over to the buyer are used is beyond the seller's control. Just like the clothes hung on display in the window, the seller cannot decide what the buyer will buy back.

Whoever wears it or even doesn’t wear it has nothing to do..."

Nance kept looking into her eyes while she spoke patiently.

Those sapphire-like pupils are really beautiful. Looking at her, her face is blushing, with a shy and submissive expression; she is also very beautiful, kind and gentle; she will definitely be a perfect housewife in the future.

But now she is loyal to her duties as a nun and is extremely pious.

"I see."

Nance laughed heartily.

When he saw the news that Li Qinglian killed 70 people in the morning, he was still a little confused.

If he wants to use these familiars with blood and sin on his hands for his own use, is he considered a criminal leader?

Now being enlightened by Sister Lena, Nance felt suddenly enlightened, as if the sky in New Yokohama suddenly became clear.

"Huh~"

Sister Lena secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately...if he continued to ask, she would be at a loss for words.

She is worthy of being a rich daughter trained by a top wealthy family. She is good at conversation and has a rich reserve of knowledge... Nance looked at Sister Reina and couldn't help but think of a question again: how beautiful she would be if she sat on the throne!

Seeing him looking at her like this, Sister Lena felt uneasy again.

She held her legs together in a somewhat restrained manner, and her slender and round knees covered with white stockings were close together. Her little hands seemed to not know what to do, sometimes stroking the hair hanging in front of her forehead, sometimes pinching the soft earlobes.

Those white and tender fingertips still retain a very natural girlish style.

Pretty much what Nance thought.

She is a top noble with an elite education. Her simple nature and flexible mind have been very eye-catching since she was a child. However, she is also strong enough in her heart to regard her fate of having to marry the royal family as absurd; she is flattered by others.

She was the object of love and enjoyed endless glory and wealth, but she resolutely devoted herself to the monastery.

She has her own completely introverted lifestyle, is gentle and easy-going on the surface, and is good at controlling her personal emotions. She is often regarded as a role model for other nuns to learn from. However, she clearly realizes that the reason why she appears to be unique is just that she is a unique person.

The Shast family has always had a proud temperament.

She disdained the pursuit of power and money and looked down upon those vulgar people. She put all her thoughts on the little angels in the monastery. The children's headaches and fever, the children's pain and small joys occupied half of her heart.

.

The other half of her heart only loves God.

Time passed quickly, and the church bell rang for lunch break.

Sister Reina, who had been stared at by him for a long time, stood up in relief and said, "You want to go to my place and finish your meal before leaving?"

"OK."

Nance picked up the owl and followed it out of the church.

Sister Lena's elegant steps and twisting waist were all pleasing to Nance's eyes.

It was already noon, and the sky was still covered with clouds, but the snow had stopped temporarily.

The atmosphere among the trees leading to the accommodation area was quiet, except for the sound of two people walking on the snow.

Nance suddenly received two messages.

The adjutant went to investigate the surveillance of the Flower Street store, but the video was taken away by the four special search teams early this morning, and she couldn't get anything. Miss Su who went to school found the teacher, but the teacher didn't say a word.

She directly tied the teacher back to Class 9 and told him to go back and deal with it quickly.

I originally wanted to have a meal before leaving... Nance stopped and said helplessly: "I have to go back first."

"Huh?" Sister Lena turned back in confusion.

"I have some urgent business."

"Oh, then you go back..."

Nance turned around.

"Hey, wait..."

Nance looked back at her and found that her cheeks were a little red.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Uh, I think..." Sister Reina didn't dare to look at him, she lowered her head in embarrassment, the toes of her shoes drawing random patterns on the snow, "Maybe you've heard that I come from a big family in the imperial capital, and I live a material life.

It's enough... You worked with Tokisaki, you tolerated her and encouraged her... In order to express my gratitude to you, I want to give you something small. It's just something worthless, you take it and share it with Tokisaki.

alright……"

The speaking voice became lower and lower.

Her sweet face became redder and redder, and in the end she was completely speechless.

Nance remembered what Sister Marlene had said to him.

Subconsciously, he looked up and looked around, but luckily he didn't find a third person present.

There are two roads before you now.

One: Accept her kindness, but the benefits Marlene will receive will be much less.

Two: Reject her kindness and alienate her so that Marlene can take advantage of as much as possible. Find opportunities to reconcile with her in the future. In this way, both nuns will be yours.

No matter how you look at it, the second way is better.

But deceiving the innocent and lovely Sister Lena will hurt my conscience, but I don’t have the heart... Nance took a step back suddenly, straightened his back, and shouted loudly: "Sister Lena, I come from a humble background, but I am not humble!"

"?"

Sister Lena raised her head suddenly, her face turned pale instantly.

Even the drowsy Doraemon was startled awake, his eyes widened, and he turned a few times in confusion.

"I have my own job and a stable income, and I don't need anyone's pity!" Nance said with a cold face, "That's what you rich people are like, you always like to use your money to insult others. I don't want to see you anymore.

,goodbye!"

After that, he hugged the owl and turned away angrily.

Sister Lena froze with fear.

He stood in the forest with a pale face and his whole body was shaking.

She had a lot to say and wanted to catch up and explain it to Nance. Although her brain was very smart and could help many people solve their problems, she had too little experience in how to communicate with someone who had gone from stranger to close person.

I don't know how to measure things at all.

She felt pity for Nance and was close to Nance in her heart, but she never thought that offering assistance to his life would be considered an insult...

The tip of my nose feels sour.

Sister Lena's heart felt hot and tears flowed down her face.

"Woooo..."

"Marlene, I messed up..."

This simple and kind-hearted nun swallowed her grievance, stepped through the snow, and went to seek help from another nun.

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In the living room, Sister Marlene lit the fireplace and added some firewood.

She lives alone in this small building. The living room is equipped with a large sofa, bookcases and a small stereo. There are no unnecessary decorations, no expensive and impractical objects, and it has a sense of ordinaryness that is opposite to her gorgeous appearance.

The fire in the fireplace grew brighter and brighter, and the living room became warmer.

Sister Marlene poured a cup of black tea, came to the sofa, and enjoyed a pleasant afternoon while drinking tea.

"Dong~"

"Come in."

The door was pushed open and Sister Lena looked inside.

Lying lazily on the sofa was Sister Marlene, who was about the same age as her. She had long, smooth black hair, long legs and a waist, and charming eyes. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was proud of something.

"Marlene, help me think of a way..." Sister Reina came to the sofa.

"What happened?" Sister Marlene noticed that her eyes were a little red, and her little nose was still breathing in while speaking.

Sister Lena squatted down, grabbed her hand in embarrassment, and held it tightly: "I just made Nance angry..."

"My friend, don't be anxious." Sister Marlene's eyes lit up, she patted the empty seat next to her, "Sit down and speak slowly."

Sister Lena then sat down on the sofa.

She repeated what had just happened in a slightly painful and trembling tone.

After listening to this, Sister Marlene felt secretly happy and murmured in confusion: "Oh my God, why are you so careless? How can I do this..."

Sister Reina was so anxious that she was about to cry again. She wiped the corners of her eyes with her little hands: "Oh, I'd better look for Xiaozaki..."

"Don't!" Marlene quickly persuaded her, "Tokisaki and him have a superior-subordinate relationship. If Tokisaki finds out, she will be embarrassed."

The kind-hearted Sister Lena was frightened when she heard that it would embarrass Xiaozaki. She stood up and walked out the door in a panic: "I'm going to explain it to Nance right now.

Even if you kneel down and beg him..."

She was so stupid...Sister Marlene stopped her and said, "Let me help you think of a solution."

Sister Lena blinked her tears and looked back like a puppy.

In her heart, Sister Marlene was the most socially powerful person in the entire convent and the only savior she could rely on at this time.

"He definitely doesn't want to see you now, and you have to give him some time to calm down..." Sister Marlene said thoughtfully, "Let's do this... On the 1st of next month, the Du family will come from the Imperial Capital to hold a chamber of commerce.

There will be a dance to welcome him. I will take the lead and let Nance meet you at the dance. Can you explain to him later? Don't worry, I will help you speak."

"Okay, okay..."

Sister Lena nodded quickly.

With her heart as pure as a piece of paper, she was completely unaware of a very serious issue: how much turmoil would it cause in the imperial political arena if she, the representative of the Shaster family, met Nance at the ball at this juncture.

How much impact will it have on her own image?

Regardless of whether Nance will earn it or not.

Anyway, I must have made a lot of money... Sister Marlene's eyes narrowed like needles, and she began to think about whether to reward Nance.