"Is she here?"

"Coming! Already here!"

"Where is it?"

"It's in the middle hall! Let's worship with Lord Raoul!"

"Let's go! Go and have a look!"

Boulder Mission Hospital, in the corridor outside the church.

The crowd was surging and bustling, and believers in different costumes rushed to tell each other, rushing towards the nave of the church like a tide.

Among them were trainee priests from the church hospital, residents living nearby, and young nobles who came with their entourage to admire the reputation.

This strange sight surprised the pedestrians passing by on the street who did not know the truth:

"What happened? Why did so many people gather?"

"Yeah, shouldn't the church here be very deserted on weekdays?"

"Are there any activities at the mission hospital today?"

"It's Miss Charlotte!"

The residents who were pulled away said excitedly.

He pointed to the middle hall not far away and continued:

"She is worshiping in church! She has been attending church for three days in a row!"

"Miss Charlotte? Why does this name sound familiar?"

"Of course it sounds familiar, she is the eldest lady of the Castel family!"

"Castle? Is that Castel? The little beauty whose family was ruined a few days ago, but who gave the duke's illegitimate son to a smitten beauty after only one meeting?"

"That's right! It's her!"

Everyone’s eyes lit up:

"Let's go! Go and have a look!"

Watching the excitement is always a pleasure for ordinary people, especially for nobles.

As if it spread virally, pedestrians passing by quickly became excited and quickly joined the crowd of onlookers.

However, in the center of the whirlpool, in the nave of the church affiliated with the mission hospital, there was a sacred and solemn scene.

The ethereal hymns cleanse people's hearts, and the holy light illuminates the hall.

Priest Raoul wears white divine robes.

He held the staff in one hand and the scripture in the other, solemnly explaining the teachings of the Holy Royal Court.

The holy light shone on him, making him look like a messenger of the gods on earth.

Bright, holy, majestic...

However, as a preacher, he was not the center of attention.

Under the podium, a beautiful girl was wearing a holy white dress, with her hands folded and placed on her chest.

She sat on her knees on the ground, her eyes lightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her face as delicate as porcelain was full of peace and sanctity.

The long golden hair looked like shimmering silk under the holy light, spreading naturally on the ground.

Shining photons shrouded in divine magic were flying around her like a dancing elf.

Angel……

She is an angel who fell into the mortal world!

This was the only thought of everyone who witnessed this scene.

The believers who were listening to the church in the atrium became more pious one after another, looking at the girl and the priest with eyes full of admiration and enthusiasm.

And those people who came to watch the legendary beautiful noble girl couldn't help but become quiet.

They were afraid of disturbing the young girl who was praying.

They are afraid of destroying such a sacred, picturesque, holy and beautiful picture.

They feel ashamed of themselves, and they feel that any disrespect to the girl at this moment is like blasphemy against the gods...

The freelance painter who was attracted watched all this with excitement and couldn't wait to unfold the drawing board on the spot, wanting to depict this holy scene.

"Our Lord in heaven, may your name be hallowed, may your kingdom come, may your will be done on earth as it is in heaven..."

The old priest solemnly finished the last prayer and gently put down the scripture.

He stretched out his hand on his chest and devoutly made a ring of the cross:

"Praise be to the Divine!"

"Praise be to the Divine!"

The believers also drew the Holy Emblem on their chests and praised in unison.

The chants stopped, and the divine magic that shrouded the central hall was removed by the priests.

Today's service is over.

Priest Raoul gave a slight greeting to the believers, and then left the church together with the girl who got up.

The middle hall continued to be quiet for a while, and then the solemn atmosphere gradually dissipated.

The people watching outside the door breathed a sigh of relief.

They looked at each other and saw admiration and shock in each other's eyes.

"So beautiful...she is really beautiful...no wonder so many people like her!"

"Your Majesty! Is she the daughter of the gods?"

"As expected of the beauty of the Castel family..."

"She is still the heir to the title! If anyone can pursue her, they can also get the wealth of the Castel family!"

"Don't be delusional. Even ordinary nobles may not be worthy of the Castel family!"

"But didn't the Castel family suffer? I heard she was the only one left?"

"It's so pitiful...she's not an adult yet?"

"Hey, even if your family is in trouble, the price of just one meal is your year's wages."

"Yes, I heard that even the beds and toilets in the Castel family are made of gold!"

"..."

…

"Haha, little Charlotte, how have you considered my previous proposal?"

"Becoming a priest does not mean giving up the inheritance rights of the territory, as long as you do not hold actual positions in the church. There are also many noble priests in the church."

In the corridor of the mission hospital, Dean Raoul and Charlotte walked side by side, with a kind smile on their old faces:

"Seriously, I really appreciate you more and more. You are really suitable to become a priest. No... maybe you can even become a saint of the divine religion in the future!"

"Have you noticed? With you here, there have been many more believers coming to the church to worship in the past few days, and even the priests have worked harder."

"How about it? Little Charlotte, are you willing to join the cult?"

Charlotte smiled sweetly.

She skillfully made a cross on her chest and did not answer directly:

"Grandpa Raoul, I'll think about it again."

Dean Raoul nodded slightly to express his understanding:

"Sorry, I was a little impatient. You must have some other concerns."

"However, I am telling the truth. You are very compatible with the divine power. It is not common for you to be surrounded by radiance every time you worship."

"You see, even the power of God likes you very much and is rushing to bless you!"

Charlotte smiled and raised her chest slightly, like a proud kitten:

"Of course, I am a devout holy believer!"

"I feel very honored and very happy to be able to attend the service hosted by you in person!"

She is really happy.

The second-level priest is worthy of being a second-level priest.

In today's worship service, she gathered more wool through magical rituals than in the previous days combined!

Dean Raoul nodded slightly, smiling as well.

He had no doubt about the girl's devout faith.
To be continued...