Chapter 175

Dinissa was unconscious until noon when she began to wake up. The nun opened her eyes. It was not a picture of a god drawn on the ceiling of her room, but an owl.

This makes denissa slightly tilt her head in doubt, and the owl also slightly side her head with the amplitude of Denise's head.

After three seconds of remembering what had happened last night, Denise sat up uneasily from the bed, and the owl standing at the head of her bed was also frightened, flapping its wings and flying back to the beam.

Where is this?

Denise covers her dizzy forehead and looks around. In her memory, Cheryl is seriously injured and captured by the judge. She is also captured by a judge.

But the scenery full of books doesn't look like a torture room or something

"Denise, you wake up at last. I thought you were going to sleep all day."

Cheryl came to Denise's bed with the bread and fruit she had just bought from Norland market.

"Did the priest of the heresy court forgive us?"

What happened yesterday made denissa really can't think of any possibility of survival, so now she can only understand that the priest of the church is merciful and forgives their mistakes.

"The judge is not a nun in an orphanage. When we are caught by them, we can have a better way to die, even if they are kind."

Cheryl took a glass of milk and bread from the package and put it on Denise's bedside.

As a senior judge, she knows just how cruel the heretical courts are when they torture and kill prisoners, let alone traitors like him.

"Denise, we escaped! Now you don't need to be locked up in that dark ground every day, and you can move freely according to your will

"Escaped?"

Denisa looked at the place again, and the owls standing on the beam made a "coo" call, as if to greet the new resident of the mage tower.

But denissa felt at a loss when she faced everything around her because she was too strange.

She lived in the Church of the church since she was a child. Even after she became a judge, what she did every day was to dedicate herself to the gods.

I pray in the morning, and I pray at noon. In the evening, I have time to read some church books and other books.

For Denise, her world is so big that the church in the holy city is the world she knows well.

Although she really yearned for the outside world, but after she really ran out, Denise was a little confused She didn't know what to do or What can be done.

"I bought you the right to log in magic net from the baijinghua theater. If you crush this original crystal stone, you can play the game of dwarfs saving the princess anytime and anywhere."

Cheryl saw the confusion in her friend's eyes and handed a pebble shaped crystal into her hand.

This protolith is not strong, it can be easily crushed with a little force, and the broken goose eggs pour into Denisa's body for a little bit of white light.

The interface in front of her shows the desktop of magic net.

With Cheryl's help, Denise quickly completed the registration of magic net. The registered ID was "sister denissa.".

"Are they all reading Cheryl's diary?"

Denise didn't step into the game section for the adventure of the dwarf uncle and the princess, because the post "Journal of the heresy judge" on the front page of the forum attracted her attention.

"Of course, that's what happened last night "Readers" is what they call them. They helped us get rid of the pursuit of the judges. In order to repay them, I wrote this diary from morning to night. "

Cheryl has taken the Journal of the heretic judge as something to be proud of.

Denise, who has just been in touch with magic net, is browsing this post by Cheryl seriously.

For the first time, she knew that books could be recorded in this way, and when reading the book, she could share her views with readers who were also reading the book.

Usually in the church, there is only reading as a way to kill time. Denissa fell in love with this way of reading in an instant.

"How about it? Do you want to try to write a book in the library It's going to be popular with a lot of people. "

At Cheryl's instigation, the nun nodded, and Cheryl began to show her how to use the caster forum.

Denise couldn't open the library partition and created a new post, but when she was thinking about what books to write, she didn't make up her mind for a moment.

While thinking, Denise found her suitcase among some of the books piled up by her bed.

"Wait for me."Denise stepped out of the bed, opened her suitcase, and it didn't take long to find an old looking notebook among the books piled up inside.

"Denise, are you going to keep a diary, too?" Cheryl asked.

"It's not a diary..."

Denise opened the first page, followed the above content, some clumsily began to hit on the virtual keyboard of magic net, and soon a title that made Cheryl feel uneasy appeared on the forum.

Tucker the piper and the lost elf boy.

From the title, it's obviously denissa's fiction, and from the thickness of her notebook, she's been making it up for a long time.

It seems that in addition to praying and reading every day, Denise will take time to write something she likes.

"Show me a little bit."

Cheryl always thought there was something wrong with the title. She picked up Denise's notebook and glanced at it.

As a result, it was not long after I saw the contents. Even though Cheryl was an old man over 90 years old, she was greatly shocked by the contents.

"The story recorded in this note is the divine inspiration given to me by the gods!"

Denise shows off the excellence of her work to Cheryl in her own way.

"It turns out that the God of light is such a man." Although Cheryl's inner thought was like this, she didn't show it. She just slowly put the notebook back to the head of the bed.

"Well, it's a really good story. It's going to be very popular."

Cheryl said this against her conscience.

Encouraged by Cheryl, the nun published her first short story in the immobile library section of the caster forum.

After waiting for a few minutes in an uneasy mood, denissa finally got the first reader's reply below her post.

"A very interesting book." Re: Fuya.

"Someone is watching Fuya, I think I've seen that name there

After seeing the first reader's reply, denissa's uneasiness was suddenly replaced by surprise, but she always felt that the name Fuya was very familiar.

She opened the game section of the caster's forum, and soon found the one with the largest number of posts in the section.

"How can a dwarf in a red hat live to the end?" Posted by: Fuya.

It was this post that Denise managed to get through the first level.

"Do you know her?"

Cheryl's question makes Denise shake her head. For her who has never walked out of the church, she has no memory related to Fuya.

"But it must be a very kind man." Denise said in a positive tone.

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