Cultural Invasion In Different World - Chapter 170

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“The Holy Light is above, is Sister Cheryl a masterpiece created by the gods?”

After just ten minutes, Denisa’s anxiety was replaced by two beating little people on the magic net.

Denisa’s original expression full of sadness was also brightened again, and her fingers were slowly pressed in the air.

“If only God could create such interesting things…”

Cheryl couldn’t refuse the help of her first-class junior and her best friend. She first listened to the record she brought from Nolan to Denisa.

Although the nun was excited about the uplifting songs on the record, the record didn’t do much to dispel the whispers in her head.

So Cheryl tentatively opened the caster forum and chose the ‘game area’, trying to use the games in it to divert Denisa’s attention.

The current results show that Cheryl has succeeded. This nun who has never been out of the holy city since she was a child, and even rarely goes out to the church, fell in love with this ‘dwarf save the princess’ in just a few minutes. game.

“Then… Who is the creator? Sister Cheryl, you have been to Nolan, so it must be a well-known great sage in Nolan.”

In the eyes of this nun, this magical ‘magic’ is no matter how you look at it. It can only come from the hands of the gods, or from the omnipotent sages of Nolan in the rumors.

“Sage? How can those boring old men like Desires make such a thing… Wait! Denisa, you missed a mushroom that can increase the number of resurrection spells.”

Cheryl did not tell Dini Sha truth, in case this nun knows that the game she is playing, which is comparable to the masterpiece of the gods, is from the hands of a ‘devil’.

She is sure to panic again,

Immediately, he left the keyboard with both hands, and shouted something like ‘Devil’s Trap’.

But even if this is really a ‘devil’s trap’, this nun is also having a lot of fun in the trap.

So sometimes ignorance is always the happiest.

“Resurrection mushroom?”

Denisa thought about turning around to look for the mushroom at Cheryl’s reminder, but unexpectedly her operation was very unfamiliar. With such a sudden change of direction, the A ‘dwarf uncle’ wearing a red hat suddenly encountered a monster.

The nun also successfully lost one of her blood in the game.

“How could… die?”

The death of the game character on the screen filled Denisa with guilt, and even the movements on her hands stopped.

“This dwarf has been blessed by the gods. After death, he can be blessed with countless resurrection techniques, so don’t worry, the task of guiding them to save the princess falls on us.”

Cheryl fooled the man .

The innocent lady nun should not have stayed in such a cruel organization as the Inquisition of Heresy because of her character.

But unfortunately, when Denisa was fourteen years old, she suffered from a very strange disease.

In order to prolong her life, she chose to give all of herself to the so-called gods, that is, to join the Heresy Tribunal.

But in the five years she has joined, she has not been sent to perform a single mission.

“If the road is so dangerous, I think it’s better for the two dwarves to live together than to save the unknown princess.”

At this time, Denisa made her own unique view of the game’s plot.

Cheryl didn’t know how to answer what the nun said for a while, so she could only look at her with astonished eyes.

“Let… let’s continue.”

Denisa seemed to be trying to cover up something, and driven by her desire to clear the level, she still controlled the dwarf Mario wearing a red hat and set foot on the rescue of the princess. journey of.

The fun brought by the game gradually made Denisa forget the whispers in her mind, but Cheryl next to her fell into an anxious wait.

She hadn’t had time to write the latest part of her Heresy Inquisitor’s Diary today, and Cheryl was full of worry when she thought of the spellcasters who were waiting to see the latest content.

Cheryl didn’t know where this guilt came from. This was the first time she had shown what she had written to others. What she didn’t expect was to attract so many spellcasters’ attention.

A ‘want to be seen by more people, and appreciated by more people’ drives Cheryl to keep writing.

But will those spellcasters lose interest in Diary of a Heretic Inquisitor if there is no new update today?

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Cheryl found the reason for her worries, but unfortunately tonight is doomed to be a sleepless night.

The door to her room was knocked again.

“Who is it?”

Cheryl immediately sat up from the bed and asked loudly the identity of the person knocking on the door.

“Cheryl, is that child Dinessa in your room?”

A male voice came from outside the door. It was a priest with the status of presiding judge, and he was also the host when dealing with the ‘failures’ tonight. people.

Hearing his voice, Denisa, who was originally controlling the dwarf uncle to chase a mushroom, trembled slightly, and her hands on the virtual buttons instantly rested on her legs.

“In my room…Is something wrong?”

Cheryl didn’t check the door. She couldn’t confirm the priest’s intention. It was very likely that Denisa was also a ‘failure’.

“The child of Dinessa seems to be a little confused recently, which makes me very worried, and Sister Cheryl, I also have a task to give you, please open the door.” The

priest’s voice was very soft, this is a must A skill learned.

Cheryl was not deceived by his words, but the priest’s position was much higher than her presiding judge in the Heresy Tribunal, and she had to open the door of the room.

The priest entered the room, and the expression on his face changed a little after focusing on Denisa.

“It seems that the confusion in your heart has been dispelled, Denisa,” he said.

“Yes, Father…”

“Maybe I heard the saint’s singing tonight. UU read www.sonicmtl.com”

Cheryl made an additional explanation, this innocent nun doesn’t know what it means to lie.

“Very good, may God bless you all the time, and Sister Cheryl, heresy has appeared again, and the church needs your strength.” The

priest took out a Gospel from the sleeve of the robe and handed it to Shelly Er, the above is blank, only Cheryl can see the text on it.

‘The dragon resting on the foundation of the ancient wood has been sleeping forever, offering tribute to the resurrection of the gods…’

This was a series of jerky and incomprehensible words, and what Cheryl deciphered was that in three days, she would be ordered to go to the Blackwood Forest far away in the Farosi Kingdom.

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