Chapter 62
Inside a tavern called ‘Blackstone and Barbeque,’ a female knight donned in a silvery white armor placed down a wooden cup, “Norland is truly a decent city.”
Named after the Nation of Holy Church, her name was Messai. But, that doesn’t mean that she possesses some sort of extraordinary identity. She was only named as Messai because the nun that picked her up wanted to bless her with the name bestowed by the God of Holy Light and Righteousness, Monicar, so that she couldsurvive past the sickened, weakened and suffering state she was in when she was picked up.
Messai firmly believed that the prayers of the nun that picked her up were heard by the gods. Bestowed the new name, she managed to discard the sickly body of her childhood and remerge anew. Not only that, after she grew into an adult, she even managed to join the Templars of the Holy Church.
“So, why did you insist on bringing me to this tavern?”
Messai shook around the ale in her wooden cup. She was not fond of alcohol for it will affect her state of mind. She needed to keep her consciousness clear and firmly remember her belief at all times.
“Lady Messai, we are currently acting as missionaries and not as members of the Templars. The mages of Norland’s upper echelon are simply too stubborn. It is very difficult for us to make them believe in our doctrine.”
The person speaking was Messai’s adjutant. He was wearing a spotlessly white mage gown. He looked very young. He took a glance at the scene behind him. Calling this place noisy would be a praise. Chaos would be better suited.
Over eighty percent of the tavern’s customers were dwarves. Every night, they will turn this tavern into a carousal. It was no wonder that Messai, someone fond of quiet, would find this atmosphere very displeasing.
“Lord Archbishop has been very interested in arcanotech devices. He hoped that he would be able to find some arcanotech devices that would perk his interest in the World Expo.”
Messai took out a silver coin and placed it on the table. Then, she stood up from the bar seat.
“Those demons have always been a cunning bunch. They’ve already infiltrated into this city. Adjutant, you should be on the alert.”
“I will be careful, Lasy Messai,” said the adjutant.