Capítulo 1261: A Madwoman [Part 5]
The weather was quite nice for the next few weeks, with clear skies instead of heavy clouds, and their church school was particularly lucky as no deranged mobsters noticed this overlooked safe haven. All the preparations they had made for the impending political upheaval went unused.
The Priest and other nuns kept exclaiming, “Mother Goddess bless us,” but Teresa, who studied the original text of the Creation Scripture day and night, for so reason thought of what the woman had said before she left.
A few days later, on a sunny afternoon, the entire school was enjoying a rare tranquility in the sowhat sultry midday, as if everything happening in the bustling, comrce-filled Saint Nali had nothing to do with them.
When Teresa got tired from studying the Creation Scripture, she would take a broom outside to clean, straightening the dusty tables and chairs left by believers in the outer hall.
On the wall, a line of pure Kado Language original text that escaped the nuns’ chiseling and hamring still remained, reading,
“Confess your sin.”
The young nun Teresa stood before this text for a long ti, because it was only after she had read through the entire Creation Scripture that she suddenly realized that what the Mother Goddess said to the suffering children in the mortal world was not this; what she actually said was,
“Face your heart.”
Thinking of this, Teresa couldn’t help but smile slightly. But just as she shook her head and was about to continue sweeping the floor, a crisp baby crying sound from outside the church school split the entire place like a clap of thunder.
“Wah! Wah! Wah!”
Teresa was slightly taken aback, then hurriedly ran to the door and quickly opened the tightly closed door.
To see a small wooden basket placed on the steps outside, not knowing how long it had been there.
In the basket, a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes was crying loudly. It seed to have just been born, perhaps just woken up, crying out for its mother’s nourishnt due to hunger.
And most critically, you could tell from the hair just starting to grow on its head that he was born with black hair.
This child has Kado blood!
Realizing this, Teresa fearfully picked up the basket, cautiously looking around, afraid soone would discover the child’s lineage at such a sensitive ti.
Yet, just as the church previously had such good luck, this child also miraculously took on the church’s fortune. He had been placed at the church’s entrance for so long without anyone noticing…
“Mother Goddess bless us! Mother Goddess bless us! Mother Goddess bless us! Mother Goddess bless us…”
Teresa almost shed a tear, clutching the basket tightly to her chest, feeling the vibrant life inside the basket.
And the child in the basket seed to sense her presence too. As his crying gradually stopped, his tiny hand slowly raised and touched the face of the nun before him.
“Ha… ga… goo…”
The baby in the basket pouted, staring curiously with his bright eyes at the nun in front of him.
It’s a boy…
Teresa smiled slightly and touched his small hand with her finger, then quickly carried the baby back into the school.
It was only then that she noticed a note attached to the baby’s swaddle.
On the note, in a line of wild black ink, was written in Nali language.
For so reason, the mont Teresa saw the handwriting, the image of that mad woman’s reckless disposition suddenly appeared in her mind…
Just a hallucination?
She looked down and saw the note read,
“No one knows, the departing rat will beco a nightmare for a Death God.”
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