Chapter 371: Gift from Eren
Cardinal Treniel stopped outside the door of the Priestess’ Temple. He knocked on the door and silently waited for a response.
“Speak.” After a few seconds had passed, a voice came from the other side of the door.
The Cardinal confessed everything to the Priestess, including his failure. He set aside the Minister of War and knelt down after
completing his explanation, as if he were a sinner.
“It was an oversight from me. Please punish me.”
The door of the sacred room slowly
creaked open. Though the Cardinal was
right there, he was unable to see inside the chamber.
As soon as the door opened, a blinding light erupted from within, forcing the Cardinal to close his eyes. Even with his eyes closed, the sheer intensity of the light was almost overwhelming, strong enough to make an ordinary person go blind.
After a few seconds, the door swung shut and the light vanished. The Cardinal carefully opened his eyes, blinking rapidly to readjust to the normal lighting.
The door had closed once more, but the Cardinal noticed the Minister of War was nowhere to be seen. He did not question the man’s disappearance, certain the Holy Priestess had taken him into the sacred
room.
He didn’t even feel any pity for the Minister of War, who was fated for death.
Throughout the years, the Holy Priestess
had brought a few people inside the
Chamber but not a single one of them was able to leave alive.
That was why no one knew what was on the other side of the door and no one even
dared to sneak inside.
He remained on his knees, but moving an inch.
Inside the Sacred Chamber, the Holy Priestess was looking at the Minister of War, who was still unconscious.
She placed a finger on the man’s forehead, using her healing. Although she had heard everything from Treniel, he wanted to hear from the Minister of War personally, especially since it involved quite a lot of important people.
The Minister of War was healed rapidly. All
the wounds on his body disappear at a
speed visible to the naked eye. Even the blood that had stained his body, returned to his body.
Slowly, the Minister of War opened his
eyes.
“Y-your Holiness?” he exclaimed, catching
sight of the Holy Priestess.
Shocked, he quickly stood up and backed
away, only to be forced to stop as his back reached the feet of the statue behind him.
“Everyone makes mistakes. There is no need to be afraid. I just want you to tell me everything that happened,” the Holy
Priestess stated calmly, her expression unreadable. “So you can tell me without
worrying.”
The Minister of War was overwhelmed
since the Holy Priestess was in front of him. Not only did she not appear angry at his failure but she was also planning to forgive him?
His eyes were filled with gratitude. He was
also ashamed that he had failed this saintly
woman.
“I just need one more opportunity! This
time I will not fail!” With his motivation ignited, he asked for another opportunity. The Holy Priestess narrowed her eyes. Her patience was running out but she still maintained her calm.
“We can talk about that later. First, I want to hear everything that happened. How did you fail? And what did you tell them after you were caught?” she said, her expressions turning soft in compassion.
“R-right.” Now that the Holy Priestess
asked again, he couldn’t talk about anything else.
“Everything was going as per the plan. I
was about to be killed by Great Elder Ren, but just then, the Holy Emperor arrived for some reason. I believe it was because of his appearance that the envoy felt confused and didn’t kill me.”
“He didn’t kill me. Instead, he tried to catch
me alive. I used poison to kill myself but he used some healing pill to prevent me from dying. It was so painful.”
The Minister of War still felt his hands tremble when he thought about the pain he
felt at that moment.
The Holy Priestess already heard that from
Cardinal Treniel. She wanted to hear what happened after that.
The Minister of War took a deep breath, calming his trembling body.
“After that, I-” he tried speaking, only to stop abruptly. He suddenly started frowning, growing more confused with
time.
“Why did you stop? Continue,” the Holy
Priestess insisted, certain that he must have said something that he shouldn’t have spoken.
The Minister of War’s face had grown pale. His body started trembling even more intensely. He felt a sharp pain rising from within his heart.
It was as if his heart had suddenly started
burning for some reason. The sensation of burning spread through his entire body.
He opened his lips to call for help, but only blood came out. The once-pale face turned red as cracks developed across his skin. The Holy Priestess was surprised. She had just healed this man, so why was he now vomiting blood? What was happening?
She raised her hand to use her healing powers again, but before she could release
her holy essence, an explosion rocked the Holy Church.
Blood and pieces of flesh flew everywhere.
The statue behind the Minister of War was also affected, its foot caught in the blast.
“Argh!” the Holy Priestess screamed in rage. Disgusting blood had tainted her body, covering her clothes and face. Though the explosion had not harmed her,
it had left her deeply disturbed, angrier than she had ever been.
The Minister of War had died, being left as
nothing more than flesh and blood that was spilled everywhere.
Let alone healing, even finding all his
pieces appeared impossible now.
Inside the Royal Palace, Eren was lying on the Throne, using it as a bed.
He was looking at the roof, appearing to be
lost in some thought.
“I wonder if she would like my gift.” As he
thought about the reaction of the Holy Priestess, a smile formed on his lips..
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