The Emperor’s Angel of Death

“Praying, huh? Seeing you so enthusiastic, weren't you annoyed by it before?”

Hayes grabbed the military cap hanging on the head of the bed, put it on, straightened his clothes, and then picked up his belt and fastened it.

“No, no, today, today nuns are also here!”

“Nuns?”

Hayes nodded thoughtfully.

“Then let’s go.”

After climbing out of the ship, Hayes walked out of the company's cabin door and came to a huge walking deck. The entire deck was square, with a huge complex elevator platform in the middle. The deck was connected to hundreds of cabins, each capable of accommodating twenty soldiers, and had built-in toilets and showers. The living environment was decent. These cabins also contained canteens, training rooms, and conference rooms, etc. An entire regiment could fit on one deck, although it was a bit crowded. But because of the regularly cleaning servitors and strict hygiene requirements, it wasn't too bad.

At this time, the soldiers had already come out of the cabins, neatly lined up against the wall in the corridor. On the central elevator platform, a solemn priest was walking. He was about fifty years old, and the priest's robe he wore had the symbol of the Imperial State Church on the front, but there was also a unique symbol on his hat, representing that he came from the Holy Fire Order.

Following him were the regiment's two main and deputy priests, and ten young girls. They held incense burners, with their beautiful faces lowered, their eyes as bright as the clear sky after a torrential rain, reflected in the pupils of the soldiers. Behind the white headscarves were different colors of hair, tied up with golden hair bands. The nuns' uniforms were mainly bright silver, with delicate half-body armor on the outside, further outlining their slender figures. The lower body had a structure similar to a war skirt, drooping on both sides and raised in the middle, with golden patterns spreading along the skirt. The collar around the neck was embroidered with the symbol of the Holy Fire Order, also representing that they belonged to the Holy Fire Order's medical nuns. Although they were dressed very conservatively, they still attracted the attention of many soldiers for a long time.

“In the name of the Throne and the Lord of the Holy Fire, bestow blessings upon you~”

When all the officers and soldiers knelt on one knee, lowered their heads, and made the Aquila salute with both hands, the priest chanted a long scripture, holding a bowl full of water in one hand and a lustral branch in the other, slowly walking past them, and occasionally sprinkling paper strips dipped in water on the soldiers.

Hayes immediately noticed that this was not a daily prayer, something big was about to happen.

But after the priest walked past him, he suddenly heard Little Fitton next to him whisper:

“So fragrant.”

Hayes rolled his eyes. He knew that this 17-year-old boy was definitely not talking about incense. He glanced at him and found that the other party's eyes were still glued to the backs of the passing nuns, or the slightly shaking buttocks outlined by the nuns' uniforms?

Then he bumped the other party with his shoulder.

“Stop looking, your eyeballs are about to pop out.”

The young man reluctantly withdrew his gaze and whispered:

“Uncle, why are the nuns of the church so good-looking? Will they marry?”

“They wouldn’t marry a little toad in the mud like you. Didn't your father want you to marry Jane from the neighboring village in the future? You should think more about her.”

“Ugh, Jane? Is she a woman? Her hands are thicker than my legs, she smells of oil all over, and she can eat three pounds of bread in one breath. I don’t even dare to imagine myself being held by such a thing in the middle of the night.”

“What do you kid know? This is a good woman for managing the household. What's the use of being good-looking? You ah——”

“Hey, hey, uncle, they are medical nuns, right? Does that mean we can see them often?”

“Don't think too much. Medical nuns usually only follow the main force, but it's hard to say.”

“Then, then, if I make meritorious service and become an officer, can I. can I. marry one home?”

Hayes shook his head helplessly.

“Go to the toilet and jerk off to clear your head.”

However, although Little Fitton had some whimsical ideas, he could understand. After all, he was a young man full of vigor. He either trained or studied every day, or listened to boring admonitions. He hadn't seen any females for almost a year, so it was normal to be a little impulsive.

Although these medical nuns were indeed very beautiful, Hayes could tell from their temperament that they should all have very good backgrounds. It was no wonder that those young soldiers born in the countryside were all absent-minded and peeking there.

After turning around, the blessing team left, and everyone stood up and began to discuss. Of course, the boys' topics were still those beautiful medical nuns, but Hayes suspected that something was about to happen.

“Everyone assemble!”

“Everyone assemble!”

Accompanied by the sharp whistle, the soldiers moved instantly, running back to the cabins like a frantically angry ant nest, putting on their equipment and then quickly running out, and lining up on the deck in companies, and taking the elevator in companies.

After waiting for half an hour, Hayes and his company entered the transport plane, the first time leaving their Galaxy-class transport ship, the Victory Goddess, after being on deployment for so long.

After a bumpy ride of more than ten minutes, the transport ship arrived on the ground. The dazzling sunlight made many soldiers feel slightly uncomfortable. Fortunately, their helmets had goggles. The officers ordered them to put down their goggles as soon as possible, and then walk out in formation.

After leaving the cabin, they realized that they had come to a huge open space. The ground here was paved with white marble, and a sacred city was reflected in the distance. Every building here was extremely magnificent. Its main body was built against the holy mountain where the saint descended, and the surrounding plains and lower mountains looked like pilgrims kneeling devoutly.

At the highest mountain peak were the golden and magnificent church spires, symbolizing the supreme status.

“Such a magnificent military force.”

Looking at the soldiers neatly lined up on the magnificent pilgrimage avenue at the foot of the Holy City, Metellus let out a surprised voice. Their location was the giant viewing platform of the Holy War Cathedral extending hundreds of meters from the mountain. In the past, whenever there was a large-scale pilgrimage activity, the Patriarch would meet the pilgrims here. Although they were nearly eight kilometers apart and could hardly see anything, the large projection equipment on the two floors of the viewing platform could project the Patriarch's hundred-meter half-length portrait.

The pilgrimage avenue below even has a very special origin. According to legend, in the earliest days, because the Holy City was still relatively simple, everyone who came here for pilgrimage would bring a stone and sprinkle it on the ground. When the number of pilgrims reached hundreds of billions of times, the accumulated stone pavement had become a magnificent avenue 400 meters wide. So the State Church simply re-paved this section of road with marble. The final result was a giant trunk road more than ten kilometers long and 333 meters wide, extending all the way to the main entrance of the Holy City, the Golden Gate, which is also the place where all pilgrims must stop.