187 Chapter 187 - Haze

‘When is the new expansion coming out? I really want a Dr. Boom!” Replied by: Skotan Nun

Cheryl was eating an apple as she used her finger to type out a reply to the announcement post for the release of the new expansion ‘Goblins vs Gnomes.’

It was approaching night time. She was sitting in the Gray Mage Lursk’s mage tower.

Having been in Norland for a couple days now, her daily life has pretty much stabilized. The owner of this mage tower, Gray Mage Lursk, very rarely returns to the mage tower.

Even when he does return, he would not bother to strike up conversations with Cheryl and Teresa living inside the mage tower.

Cheryl has always been communicating with Gray Mage Lursk through the Mage Forum.

“Cheryl, are you not going to sleep?”

In her pajamas, Teresa was holding a lamp inscribed with the illumination rune on her hand. She passed through the darkness and arrived before Cheryl’s desk.

Teresa placed the lamp on the desk. She sat beside Cheryl and clenched her hands tightly. From the expression of her eyes, one could tell how distured and worried she was.

“I’ve defected from the church and became a traitor. In my nightmare, I can always hear the mutterings sounding beside my ear. Perhaps god is condemning me for my actions.”

Has the negative reaction appeared already?

As Cheryl has been an inquisitor for all these years, she knew that there were conditions to the appearance of those crazy mutterings. The more kind-hearted a person was, the more a person was able to maintain their serene and pure heart, the more difficult it was for them to hear those crazed mutterings after they became inquisitors.

But, that was something impossible. Inquisitors was a filthy occupation. Every inquisitor would have personally taken away the lives of people that were deemed heretics. They would behead them and set ablaze the families of those heretics on the condemnation stage.

Any normal person would find it very difficult to maintain their serenity after experiencing that sort of thing. They would all be affected by a great amount of negative emotions.

As for those negative emotions, they served as the opportunity for those crazy mutterings to infiltrate one’s mind…

“Teresa! Look at me!”

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Cheryl gently clasped Teresa’s cheeks. No trace of impurity could be seen in Teresa’s blue eyes. They were like the eyes of a newborn infant.

The reason for Teresa’s nightmare might be because she felt the other inquisitors. That said, it seemed like she herself was not aware of it.

“If you’re afraid of nightmares, isn’t there a… broadcast in the magic network called ‘Voice of Norland?’”

“Voice of Norland?”

After Cheryl called to her attention, Teresa tapped open the Voice of Norland.

A distant yet tranquil singing voice entered her ears. That singing voice immediately soothed Teresa’s heart, ridding her of her anxiety.

“It’s the Saintess… no, wait…”

Teresa felt like she had heard that familiar voice before. The effect of the frost elf’s nighttime lullaby was outstanding. Teresa started feeling sleepy after listening to it for only a couple minutes.

Cheryl waited by Teresa’s bedside until she fell asleep. After Teresa fell asleep, a private message suddenly popped up from Cheryl’s magic network interface.