The sin of wearing a crown

"Is that boy the one you like?"

Wearing a mysterious black gauze robe, with the holy emblem of the "Secret Singer" hanging on both arms, the white and black conservative nun's robe is paired with a face tattooed with scriptures. The woman's sallow face is like a sculpture, filled with With a silent air of death. She held her hands together as if praying. Although her lips were not open, a voice sounded from the void.

【Secret Singer】, the most mysterious among the righteous gods.

According to legend, this righteous god was banished by the gods because he mastered too many secrets of the gods. He has been wandering in the cracks of history for a long time. He almost never appears in front of people, and there are even fewer records about him. , but there are not many of his believers or followers.

Because in the star realm, there are too many things left behind by the [Secret Singer]. It seems that he deliberately left many pieces of information in the star realm, waiting for someone with wisdom to accidentally pick them up. However, this scripture nun should be a serious believer of the singer, practicing the way of keeping secrets.

Although people often say that [the singer who keeps secrets] does not keep secrets, that is just an illusion.

If you have an in-depth understanding of its path, you will find that the so-called non-keeping of secrets is a very strange attitude. This attitude often depends on the operation of certain things. In this kind of operation, if it is said to be beneficial, the secret keeper will give hints or reveal secrets.

So do His followers.

Mastering information, observing events, looking for specific people, and giving relevant hints are like the host of a game, pushing the story to the most exciting part. This is the responsibility of the secret keeper.

Now, the believers of the [Secret Singer] have approached Amiste. The sallow-faced scripture nun has a very calm attitude, as if she can still catch a glimpse of the young gentleman walking on the dock through the porthole. Her eyes were covered by the holy cloth, and she was unable to see or speak.

"Yes, he is excellent, right? As a keeper of secrets, do you see the infinite possibilities in him?" Amiste lay lazily on her side, her attitude towards the scripture nun was very casual, It seems that this is not the first time the two of them have met.

"I have no intention of commenting on what you and him are doing." Sister Sutra still didn't speak, but her voice still sounded from the void.

"Are you angry? Such an outstanding boy is heading towards an extremely dangerous future step by step because of my drive and indulgence. I almost forgot that you, the nun, are the most compassionate, but he doesn't need you to redeem him." Probably. As a familiar person, Amiste's tone suddenly became a little yandere. "I know him best. He is not naive when he should be moral. He will grit his teeth and stand up when he should be responsible. He is destined to be a hero, even if he is shattered to pieces."

"Is this your choice?"

"This is our choice." The countess replied proudly.

When the scripture nun heard this, a ray of light seeped out of the holy cloth covering her eyes. After a moment, the light disappeared, and the color of the holy cloth with black blood seemed to deepen a few points.

"...I see, this is really too much. Throwing such a person into the trash can of emotions, he can still be so clear. However, it seems that there was a relative of death around him just now. Doesn't it need to be dealt with?"

"No need, it's just a candle that has reached its end. An extinguished candle can help him understand how to choose."

The Scripture Sister is no longer obsessed with the topic of a certain outstanding young man. The purpose of her trip to follow Amiste is not her arrangement in the [Steam City], but something more far-reaching. The nun lowered her hands. There were many scars on her hands, including burns, penetrating scars, and tear scars. Different types of injuries were left behind, making the nun's hands look very permeable. These scars extended all the way to the wide in the sleeves.

If an extraordinary person were to observe it, he would be surprised to find that this is a relatively rare profession mastered by the church, called the path of [Ascetic].

Generally, extraordinary people on this path are members of the dark side of the church.

These dark side personnel rarely move in front of people, and their mission is more to do some shady things. After the church completely declined and secular forces suppressed everything, these dark people disappeared even more. This scripture nun looks like she is going to do something extraordinary with the countess.

"This war is over. Do you have plans and preparations for the next war?"

"The seeds of hatred have been planted, and the trees of suffering will sprout sooner or later. What matters is whether they are ready." Amiste chuckled. "In addition, I think there may be some problems with our previous plan. Perhaps it can be better achieved from another direction."

With that said, the countess relayed what Linn had told her before about the analysis of the geography and industrial clusters of Gowan, Hopps, and Roman.

The response from the Scripture Sisters was quick.

"Is it possible for a complete Hopps to burst into new possibilities even if he loses the light of angels and demigods? I will convey your message to you when we arrive at the destination. However, wanting to change the world has never been It’s not an easy thing.”

"Yes, that's why you need war. The more war can destroy everything, the more important it is. Only in this way can everyone..." The Countess subconsciously wanted to say something, but the moment she was about to speak, her expression condensed. He quickly stopped his voice.

The scripture nun was praying silently.

After a while.

"Do you know how far the next war will evolve?" The countess changed the topic. At this time, the cruise ship had already set sail. She sat in the cabin and looked outside. Because there was no fixed reference object, there would be a feeling that the ship was stationary. The illusion of movement.

"Nobody knows."

War in the industrial era scares everyone. Even extraordinary people feel that such large-scale killings with high mortality are too exaggerated. After all, extraordinary people are also transformed from ordinary people. So many of the same kind were killed, which is definitely a huge psychological shock to the survivors.

There was another long period of silence, and suddenly both the Scripture Sister and Amiste looked startled, and then their expressions became complicated.

"Unexpectedly, another conflict broke out."

"Amiste, is this your plan?" The scripture nun felt like she was launching an attack.

"If I say that I don't know at all, do you believe it?" Amiste asked with a smile, revealing her white teeth. She inadvertently bit and rubbed her teeth. It was obvious that her teeth were itchy. There was an angry look in her smile. The expression is so beautiful that it is impossible to ignore.