167 Chapter 167 - Change

“Oh Holy Light! Nun Cheryl, is this the work of gods?!”

In a short ten minutes, Teresa’s unease has been replaced by two jumping little fellows on the magic network.

Teresa’s worried expression had disappeared and was replaced with a spirited look. Her fingers were tapping in midair.

“It would be great if the gods were able to create such a fascinating thing…”

Cheryl was unable to refuse the help request from her exceptionally figured junior and close friend. She first allowed Teresa to listen to the musical record she brought back from Norland.

Even though this nun lady was very excited by those emotional songs, the musical record was unable to remove the mutterings from her mind.

Because of that, Cheryl decided to open the Mage Forum’s ‘Games Special District’ as a test. She wanted to see if the games there could divert Teresa’s attention to the mutterings.

Judging from the current response, Cheryl had succeeded. This nun who has never left the Holy City her entire life and rarely even left the church had, in a few short minutes, grown to love the game about a ‘dwarf on a mission to rescue a princess.’

The nun lady successfully lost her first blood in the game.

“How could this be… he died?”

The death of the game character caused Teresa to feel extremely remorseful. Even her hand movements stopped.

“That dwarf has been blessed by the gods. Once he dies, he is able to obtain countless blessings of resurrection. Thus, you don’t have to worry. It is our mission to guide them to rescue the princess.”

Cheryl duped the naive nun lady. With the nature of this nun lady, she shouldn’t be in such a cruel and ruthless place like the Heresy Tribunal.

Unfortunately, Teresa was inflicted with a strange illness at the age of fourteen.

In order to continue living, she chose to hand over all of her to the so-called God, to the Heresy Tribunal.

But, in the five years she has joined the Heresy Tribunal, she was not once dispatched to a mission.

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“If the path is that dangerous, I think that it is better for the two dwarf misters to live together instead of attempting to save that unknown princess.”

A knock once again came from her door.

“Who is it?”

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

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

A male voice sounded from outside. It was a priest with the position of an inquisition leader. He was also the person who was in charge of handling those ‘defects’ earlier in the night.

Hearing his voice, Teresa who was controlling the dwarf uncle and chasing after a mushroom suddenly trembled. Her hands immediately distanced themselves from the virtual keyboard and were placed on her thighs.

“She’s in my room… is there anything you need?”

Cheryl did not open the door. She was unable to confirm the purpose of this priest’s coming to her place. It was very possible that he had discovered Teresa to be a ‘defect.’