The oppression from the approaching angels would be a good test, and they would use those angels as models to select the true comrades, who would then beco the first residents of Holy City Pandora.
Dorothy actually wanted to do this herself, but she was kindhearted, and you couldn't expect soone who couldn't even bear a tragedy to be very tough. Perhaps she would show rcy if soone pleaded with her tearily.
However, just as she was worried about this, Sister Denisa actually volunteered for the task, much to the relief of the Hobody Witch.
"Hmm, leave it to . I won't be soft-hearted towards anyone other than you," she said.
Sister Denisa was smiling. She even teased Dorothy a bit, which made the Hobody Witch blush. Even in such a ti, the God King was not serious and still spoke such cheesy words of love.
Miss Shepherdess, on the other hand, looked contentedly at her Childhood Sweetheart blushing and turned to walk elegantly towards the stairs.
It was just descending the stairs, but the previously cheerful Sister Denisa had already switched her deanor. She beca serious and authoritative, her face, growing more beautiful as she beca stronger, now emitted a terrifying aura of imposing presence without anger.
"Why do you gather here? The church is a sacred place, this noise is indecorous," she said.
She pushed open the door, faced the dense crowd, and without a hint of panic, she directly and sternly chastised them.
Her sternness was clearly effective. Power cos from prestige, and in the past several months, the Church of Machinery had indeed accumulated enough prestige.
So, faced with her chastisent, the noisy crowd suddenly quieted down. They all seed as if a silencing spell had been cast on them, and the whole area fell into a deathlike silence.
Even the people at the front of the crowd, facing the fury of Sister Nun, were extrely frightened and anxious—after all, this Sister Denisa, though she looked like a nun, was actually the Pope of the Church of Machinery, an exceedingly revered Your Excellency.
These lowly citizens had actually enraged an Your Excellency; it was an imnse offense.
Thus, so of them subconsciously fell to their knees, almost kneeling as if they were in their previous servile days, grovelling at the feet of the nobles, wagging their tails begging for forgiveness.
However, their reaction only angered Sister Denisa further, her previously serious face now wore an expression of wrath.
"Stand up! Haven't you grown a bit in these past few months? What is the first tenet of the Church of Machinery? If you continue like this, how can we leave you with peace of mind?" she thundered.
This scared those who were weak-kneed into straightening up instantly.
"Humans are the sovereigns over all creatures, the Masters of All Machines, we must conquer the heavens and the earth with the Power of Machinery," they responded confidently, standing even straighter, their heads held high.
Such an answer finally brightened Miss Shepherdess's expression. She nodded slightly in approval and then gestured to the girl who had shouted the tenet to co out of the crowd.
"Sister Denisa, you just ntioned you were leaving, is the rumor true?" the girl stepped forward boldly, her voice still a bit unsettled.
"Teacher, did we do sothing wrong that made you want to abandon us?" she asked, her eyes even welling up with tears.
Sister Denisa's expression softened. She pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the girl's tears and then spoke with a smile.
"This isn't abandonnt; you've simply graduated. The purpose of the Church of Machinery is to save comrades suffering across the world. We ca because of your hardships, and now that you have overco them, naturally, we need to help other brothers and sisters who are still suffering," she explained.
Seeing the girl still resistant, Miss Shepherdess sighed.
"I know you'll miss us, but the Church of Machinery's greatest enemy is soon arriving. If we stay, it will bring calamity upon you," her eyes were filled with reluctance, but it was overshadowed by resolve.
The girl suddenly understood the look in her teacher's eyes and beca anxious.
"Teacher, the Church of Machinery has beco so powerful, yet there is still a great enemy?"
In the girl's mind, the Church of Machinery, which had driven away their oppressors and brought them a better life, was already almost divine, but now the deity was telling her there was still a divine enemy.
However, Sister Denisa did not answer; she simply looked silently at the girl before her and then asked.
"Why did you co to this infamous City of Sin?"
"It was because of the oppression from the Church and the nobles..." the girl answered automatically, then paused, suddenly understanding.
"Teacher, is the enemy of the Church of Machinery in the Church and the Empire?" she asked, her eyes blazing, her voice fierce.
Miss Shepherdess did not reply but just continued to look at her quietly.
All was understood without words.
But the conversation between the two was overheard by others around, and at that mont, everyone's eyes seed ablaze with fire.
The City of Sin, where everyone was wicked, but were there really so many great villains capable of fleeing thousands of miles?
What is right, what is wrong, or perhaps it's rely a matter of the victor defining the truth?
...as the fury spread...
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