Witch Hunter from Entry to Unemployment

Chapter 30 God’s Sinner

Although a long time has passed and even her memory has been worn away, Cynthia still remembers the time when she was an ordinary member of the Tribunal and followed Rosalind on missions more than 20 years ago.

Cunning cultists, strange sources of pollution, and cruel supernatural creatures, the Tribunal is at the forefront, fighting against these terrifying existences that ordinary people cannot imagine in order to protect the peaceful life of the kingdom.

Her companions fell one after another, and they were on the verge of life and death countless times. However, every time she fell into a desperate situation, as long as her captain was by her side, Cynthia had nothing to fear.

Maybe for me, being able to die with Captain Rosalind is also a happy thing, right?

The mortality rate of members of the Inquisition has always been high, and those who survive are without exception the best of the best.

Cynthia just followed in Rosalind's footsteps, watching her go from captain to deacon and then to inquisitor, only one step away from becoming the grand inquisitor who can command the entire armed forces of the Holy See.

Cynthia originally thought that she would always follow the captain, but unexpectedly, she became a favored one, and she was a different existence from all the favored ones before.

She became the only way for mortals to communicate with gods, and she became the holy lady who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

At the beginning, Cynthia felt that this position of saint should be filled by Rosalind. How could she be so virtuous and capable?

Then slowly, she realized that the position of Grand Inquisitor was more suitable for Rosalind.

"Then Captain...Sister Rosalind, is her behavior wrong?"

"Why would the goddess take a fancy to that child and make him your favorite? After all, he has the identity of a sinner. For you, the goddess, this identity is meaningless, but for us and many believers, this identity

It will appear that...are we going to help him clear this stigma?"

"Why do you need to clean it up?"

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. An ordinary case of sacrifice to an evil god led to serious consequences and destroyed everything.

The power of gods is beyond the imagination and speculation of mortals. Just by standing in front of gods, the weak and fragile existence of human beings will be distorted.

As if she didn't care about what Cynthia was thinking, the Star and Moon Goddess asked this question again.

This power was connected to Cynthia's body. She felt her soul burning and her rationality seemed to evaporate.

Cynthia felt that her rationality was returning and her whole person had become sober, but she knew that this was actually a kind of reflection.

"Learning to make your own choices is the sign of growing up. I am not your mother."

Cynthia raised her head and stared at the chaotic light and shadow in front of her.

With her leadership, the evil in the kingdom will no longer have a place to hide.

As she spoke, a sacred and noble power began to stir above the statue.

It's as if gods never need humans, it's just humans' wishful thinking that gods love them.

Cynthia couldn't help but feel excited. Just like what she thought, the goddess was omniscient and omnipotent and had known everything for a long time.

Since the goddess would choose that child today, she must have noticed him eighteen years ago.

The life of a mortal is both short and long, but to the gods, a person's life is just fleeting.

"She's right."

This is the sobriety forcibly maintained by the power of the goddess, just like drinking poison to quench thirst, it will only accelerate the loss of her self.

"You didn't do anything wrong. What happened eighteen years ago will not change anything, because he is different now from what he was back then."

"However, there is something I must know, and I hope the goddess can give me guidance."

Cynthia originally planned to speak for Rosalind, but she had just become a saint at that time and did not have much say in the Holy See.

Cynthia opened her mouth, looking a little confused. She looked at the goddess in front of her and felt an inexplicable sense of panic in her heart.

It was a dazzling light that was difficult to describe in words. It was the appearance of gods in the eyes of mortals.

Rosalind broke with the higher-ups of the Holy See and left with the child who was considered a sinner, never to be heard from again.

The goddess is omniscient and omnipotent, and everything she does must have deep meaning.

"Your spirit is disintegrating, and the fire of your soul is in danger. The closer your connection with me is, the faster your self will be eroded. Don't do such things again, my child."

"Tell me, my child, what is the eternal happiness that all people pursue?"

"Then why...then..."

If I had not flinched back then, if I had sought enlightenment from the goddess, maybe the outcome of things would have been different.

"I...I don't know."

For Cynthia, the days when she fought with Rosalind in the Tribunal may have been the happiest days, but this selfish answer obviously cannot be called eternal happiness for everyone.

As for myself, who has no talent, as a consumable, I can use it to communicate with the goddess and increase the captain's influence in the Holy See. This is the best result.

The goddess straightforwardly exposed Cynthia's inner thoughts and did not say any strange and difficult riddles.

"That's it. Sure enough, everyone is different..."

She recited the prayer with a solemn expression, like a peerless singer singing.

The god in front of me calls her "my child" but says that she is not the mother.

Recalling the past, Cynthia raised her head and looked at the holy statue in front of her.

And because the aristocratic group also wanted to hide this matter, hoping that the child would die like this, the Holy See and the aristocratic group joined forces, leaving Rosalind isolated and helpless.

Sublime and great, unobservable, untouchable, and incomprehensible.

It's just the wisdom and thoughtfulness of the gods that don't need to be explained to ignorant mortals.

The gentle words sounded, and the burning feeling in the soul was suppressed.

"O the flawless light hanging in the deep sky, you are a benevolent, benevolent, and beautiful existence. Your compassion is like the intersecting stars and moon filling the entire starry sky. You will eventually lead us, the lost lambs, into eternity.

A paradise of happiness. Your devout believers pray here, begging you to send down your majesty and blessings, and begging you to solve my doubts."

The goddess murmured softly, seemingly lost in thought, and Cynthia also reacted and asked another important question.

"Why?"

Cynthia was stunned. She seemed to hear a little smile from the goddess's words.

"Wrong and right depends on your choice. I will not interfere with this, so he is not my favored one. Just like you said, he is a sinner and has blasphemed me. He only belongs to me and only I can judge."

sinner."

ps: Ah, I’ve been a little distracted watching the games these days. I’ve done quite well in tea. I hope you can work hard later. It’s outrageous that the next game won’t start until the 29th.

(End of chapter)