Chapter 95: Karen Aldesia

Chapter 95-Karen Aldysia
At dusk, crows and whistle sound, the setting sun, the old church is located in the depths of the black forest. A vicissitudes of figure walked out of the arch, but with a straight back and an unsmiling look, he looked like a very stern person. He was wearing the church's black clothes, with a silver cross on his chest, and a thick Bible in his hands. He looked slightly silent, but he could feel his piety.
"Hello, stranger from afar." The priest touched the head of the little girl who was hiding behind him, and said to Jeanne and Sakura.
Sakura couldn’t understand the priest’s words, so she could only stare at him blankly, but Joan of Arc has the blessing of the Eight-Sense Eternal Ring Spell Card
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and can understand, and the languages ​​of European countries are basically the same, even if they don’t use mystery The power of communication is not difficult.
"Hello priest, I am Joan of Arc, and this is Tosaka Sakura from the Far East. I hope I can spend the night with you." The church was originally a place to provide relief and spread knowledge in the era of Joan, but now there is no such thing. change.
"Jan of Arc, this is really a wonderful name." The priest exclaimed, and then made a sign of please. "Please go inside, there are extra rooms, but the bedding has not been exposed to the sun for a long time, and it may smell musty. I hope you don't mind."
After Jeanne said thank you, the priest led them to the side house, and along the way warmly said that they would serve dinner. The little silver-haired girl followed closely behind the priest, casting her curious gaze from time to time, especially when she fell on Sakura's body, she couldn't help but stay a bit.
After dinner, the priest returned to his room to read the scriptures, and at the same time asked the little girl to remember to pray before going to bed. But as soon as the moon hung up on the branches, the little silver-haired girl sneaked into the room of Sakura and Joan.
"Are you from the East?" The little girl pulled Sakura out of the room and looked at her with beautiful eyes. And just as the two little girls touched their fingers, a slight ripple fluctuated. Jeanne opened suddenly, looking left and right, but she didn't feel that way.
"You can speak Japanese?" When she came to Europe, this little silver-haired girl was the first native speaker Sakura met, and she felt a kind of intimacy when she met her old friend from another country. I couldn't help but grabbed her with her hands with joy, the little girl hid back, but didn't try to break free.
The girl looks younger than Tosaka Sakura. Her delicate and lovely face does not have the carefree and joyfulness that she should have at her age. Her eyes were slightly dim, and she lowered her head and said, "The priest said my father might be in Japan. By the way, I was asked to study Japanese and I might have a chance to meet in the future, but I have not seen him until now."
"What about your mother?" The word father gave Sakura a complicated look. In her memory, it was a kind face, but she didn't know why she sent herself to that place. But, even so, she started to miss the Tosaka family mansion a little, how are elder sister and mother? Father he...should not be sending me away, right?
"Dead. I heard that it was killed by a robber." The little girl said in a calm tone as if she was talking about other people.
"Ah, sorry."
"It's okay. By the way, my name is Karen Aldysia, how about you?" The little girl tilted her head and smiled, but such a stubborn face is even more heartbreaking.
"...Tosaka Sakura."
"Then I'll call you Sakura, and you can call me Karen."
"Ok."
"Is Sakura here to travel?"
"Probably... yes."
"What do you mean, you are so funny."
"Karen, is this the nun here?" Sakura asked back.
"Nuns... the priest said that before the baptism of infancy is ushered in, the blessings of God cannot be given. People who do not receive the blessings cannot become nuns, so I am just here as an assistant to the church to help."
"Childhood baptism?"
"It is God's protection, the Lord will give the gifts equally." Kallen said. The priest is the closest person to her and the reason why she is willing to believe in the existence of God. Although the priest is very rigid, sometimes harsh, and a little stingy, he is a good person. When a child in a nearby village is born, he will be invited to bless.
"Has Karen always lived here?" Sakura looked around. It was sparsely populated and surrounded by dense forests. At night, the black wind blows, making people feel chilling.
"Yeah." Karen nodded and kicked the mud under his feet. "Although everything is good, it's just boring. Sometimes I don't see anyone for a week."
"Do you want to go to Japan?" Sakura looked at Karen, not knowing why, there seemed to be a resonance lingering in her heart.
"Can you?" Karen grabbed Sakura's hand in surprise. The nature of the little girl couldn't bear such a solitary solitude. And, maybe I can find my father over there.
"Well, sister Joan is a very good person, she will definitely agree."
"Then it's agreed. Don't regret it. I'll go to the priest tomorrow morning." Karen, who was a head shorter, held Sakura's hand tightly. The palms of the two little girls overlapped, and there seemed to be two invisible forces. Overlapping, a faint ripple spread, and Karen seemed to feel tight in her chest, but soon returned to normal.
Karen was immersed in the yearning for the outside world and the expectation of seeing his father. This slight discomfort was quickly driven away by the joy in her heart.
At midnight, the bright moon was covered by black clouds, and the forest was silent.
When the silence reached a certain climax, a certain room in the church, as if awakened, lit up with a blood-red light, and then a strong wave centered on the church and quickly spread out of the forest. This wave of fluctuation is not a ripple of power, nor a magical shock, but a kind of'charm' that is almost strangely attractive. This charm is impossible for ordinary people to perceive. Only when all the functions of the body are of the nature of ‘devil’—that is, devil, can they smell this deadly temptation.
Ka-what the priest had written in the study pen, suddenly snapped.
The harsh priest's eyes showed heartache, weakness, entanglement and mourning,
"The child's stigmata...was awakened..."
It should have been a few years at night, why did you wake up so quickly? There was a gray expression on the priest's face. All the preparations he had made to prevent the awakening of the constitution had failed so easily.
He understands that the girl after the awakening of the "Battered Spirit Media" will have a life of purgatory and darkness intertwined with no hope at all. And he couldn't even give the only salvation, but thinking of this, the priest's heart began to ache.
At the same time, in the darkness, Joan suddenly opened her eyes and looked in the direction of Karen's room.