Chapter 53 53 : Can You Please Shelter Nun? [12/20]



-Twilight Coffee House.

Located in the wealthy district of Blackhole Plains, this was one of the few establishments that stayed open 24 hours a day.

The clock on the wall had already reached two in the morning. Except for a sleepy employee behind the counter, there was only one person sitting by the window, sipping hot chocolate, bathed in the dim yellow light.Th1s chapter is updated by n)ovel/\bin/\

Unfortunately, this peaceful and tranquil scene didn't last long. It was disrupted by the sound of a speeding car coming from a distance, followed by the screeching of tires, which was particularly ear-piercing in the silent night.

The coffee shop's door was pushed open again, this time more roughly. The front desk employee was startled but didn't dare to make a sound because the person entering was wearing a Knight Order uniform.

The Knight took a quick glance and spotted Renji, who had intentionally chosen a conspicuous spot to sit. With quick strides, the Knight approached and sat heavily across from the young man.

His expression was as dark as the atmosphere.

"Captain Durin, if I remember correctly, I made the call to Knight Tamic, didn't I? How come it's you now?"

"Don't waste my time with nonsense. At 1:17 in the morning, the Knight Order received an anonymous resident's report of a massive brown-red mist emanating from the southeast corner of Blackhole Plains, suspected to be a severe outbreak of Tainted Miasma. At 1:39, Knight Order personnel arrived on the scene and confirmed the death of Callewa's leader, Ajax, along with almost all the gang members inside the secret factory. The only survivor found by the Knight Order at the scene was a gangster named Artur. Only after Sister Michelle continuously helped him stabilize his mental state, we learned from him that only two very young powerful man and woman were responsible for all of this."

Switching his tone, Captain Durin stared fixedly at the young man still sipping his hot chocolate and continued:

"However, during the Tainted Miasma outbreak at the Sea Sand Bar this afternoon, the biggest suspects were also a very young man and woman. Regarding this... Mr. Renji, do you have anything to say?"

"I want to say that perhaps this is the difference. We're all young people, but how come the others can be so powerful, protecting us common folks from harm, while I can only report to the Knight Order for help when my loved ones are captured, and yet, I'm treated as a suspect and interrogated. Sigh..."

lightsnοvεl Renji let out a heavy sigh, as if even the heavens were unfair to him. Outside the window, the sound of raindrops started as a gentle "drip, drop" and quickly escalated into a cascading curtain of "whoosh, whoosh."

It was raining.

"Captured loved ones? Hmph, I'd like to hear who in our little corner of the Blackhole Plains would be so blind,"

Captain Durin thought the young man sitting across from him was playing riddles or beating around the bush. However, when he heard the next two words from Renji's mouth, his expression changed.

"The church."

He briefly furrowed his brows, but when he saw the serious expression on Renji's face and realized that he wasn't joking or mocking him, Captain Durin fell silent, his previous grim and assertive demeanor shifting.

Under Tamic's repeated apologies and nods, the two men got into their respective cars and quickly left the scene.

In response to this, Renji couldn't help but touch his nose.

'Do I really look like a bad person?'

Now that he had what he wanted, Renji had no reason to stay in the coffee shop. He opened the umbrella given to him by Tamic and prepared to head toward the church. Although Captain Durin had kindly provided two time slots, Renji couldn't wait any longer.

However, just as Renji had barely left the coffee shop and taken a few steps, he noticed a trembling and huddled figure next to a trash bin in a dimly lit corner, illuminated by the faint moonlight on this rainy night.

She shivered all over, hugging her knees and burying her head deeply. It seemed she was trying to keep warm on this cold night, but the relentless raindrops fell on her, stealing away the little warmth she had. As the cold wind blew, she shivered uncontrollably.

A homeless person.

People like her, not to mention in Blackhole Plains, were not uncommon even in the world Renji had lived in before. So, he cast a glance and continued to walk forward.

However, Renji's pace gradually slowed down, and in the end, he came to a halt.

He turned back.

Perhaps it was the influence of the young Knight in the coffee shop, but Renji sighed and placed the umbrella he was holding next to the huddled figure by the trash bin.

Worth noting, when he approached, Renji was a bit surprised to see that the person was wearing what seemed to be a nun's outfit, even though it had been soaked through by the rain, making it difficult to discern. It raised a curious question—'why was a nun out here?'

Regardless, Renji didn't say much. After placing the umbrella down, he turned to leave.

However.

What Renji didn't know was that in that moment when he turned away, in a place where he couldn't see, the homeless person by the trash bin—no, the homeless nun—lifted her head from her buried knees.

The young man's umbrella shielded her from the rain, and as she watched his retreating figure, she revealed a bright and happy smile, a proud and satisfied smile.

But all of this was fleeting.

The next second, the little wandering nun once again looked pitifully cold and shivering, and quickly stepped forward, grabbing the corner of Renji's clothing with her dirty, trembling hands.

"Sir,"

"Can you please shelter, shelter a... nun?"