After all, who wants to be the first to provoke the other?
Lord God may overlook the mortal's little sches, but she sees them clearly.
The Ryan people of Twilight Province may be poor, but their determination and devotion are not inferior to the cunning Campbell people!
The Ryan people at this mont don't realize they've been represented by a sly little fox yet again.
Punishnt, punishnt?!
The mont she heard this, Erin's shoulder trembled slightly, as if her heart had been struck by an arrow.
The armor blessed with divine grace could protect her from stray arrows on the battlefield, but it couldn't shield her from ntal daggers.
She thought of the knight stories buried deep in the bookshelf by Theresa, although she had never punished anyone, the experienced minstrels described the process in detail.
No...
Prince Colin is definitely not that kind of person!
But...
Seeing Erin's increasingly pale face, Luo Yan couldn't help but worry about her.
"Erin, are you... okay?"
"I..."
Erin wanted to say she was fine, but couldn't get the words out. Her gaze gradually turned sorrowful, biting her pale lip, she managed to squeeze out a quiet sentence.
"Have I... interrupted you all?"
That timid voice was unlike her.
Even Chaos Divine Chosen had never pushed her to such a predicant.
Watching the 'crumbling' Erin, Carian couldn't help but feel a little guilty, wondering if she had gone too far?
But...
Didn't seem like she did anything much?
Thinking this, Carian suddenly realized a possibility, and a hint of panic flashed in her gentle eyes.
This is... advancing by retreating!
This Campbell lady skilled in warfare had deliberately shown weakness to her enemy, thereby arousing Prince Colin's protective instincts!
Carian's face turned slightly pale, her gentle eyes squinted, lifting her sleeve to gently wipe the sweat off her cheek.
No wonder city folk...
Such good tactics!
'Hahahahahaha!' Watching the two novices pecking at each other, Youyou, hiding aside, laughed so hard that she almost burst, rolling around in the forest.
Luo Yan didn't look at her, fearing he would lose his composure.
Looking at Erin's sorrowful face, he chose not to see the sorrow, his face carrying a gentle smile, he answered her question literally.
"No, you ca just at the right ti... I was just about to introduce you to this Salvation Army Holy Daughter, Princess Carian."
"Pleasure to et you, Princess Erin," Carian lifted the hem of her skirt, perford a proper civilian etiquette, "On behalf of the people of Twilight Province, I thank Campbell Duchy for their assistance."
"Erin Campbell."
Seeing Carian adopting a formal manner, Erin also shook off her girlish air, responded with a noble etiquette, and formally introduced herself.
"Pleasure... Miss Carian, I've heard your story from the mouths of refugees, each person I t said you are the Holy Daughter sent by Saint Sissi to save them."
She gradually realized that she might have overthought.
Perhaps... clasping hands might just be a Ryan Kingdom northern custom?
Erin convinced herself of this.
For she suddenly rembered that when Prince Colin first ca to Campbell Duchy, he ca from Academic State, surely passing through the northern Ryan Kingdom.
It's not surprising for them to be acquainted.
It's likely that Mr. Colin was moved during his journey through Twilight Province by the wretched scene of corpses lining the fields and decided to give so aid generously.
With his kind nature, he almost certainly would do such a thing!
Erin still rembers how, at the charitable banquet in Thunder City, he exhibited such generous and gentlemanly kindness.
From that mont, she was attracted to his noble soul...
Thinking of this, Erin suddenly felt ashad for her wild thoughts.
She had unfairly thought poorly of kind Mr. Colin... such blasphemy.
Seeing Erin seemingly back to normal, Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.
He had made the right bet again.
Only children go around explaining themselves, and in the end, find that the more they explain, the more they end up in a self-verifying trap, causing those who unconditionally believed in them to doubt.
The Demon King never explains!
Because not explaining is the best explanation, those who believe in him will naturally co up with a multitude of reasons, while those who doubt him will always find a myriad of tricky angles to question.
Luo Yan referred to this as 'Demon King Theory', because he had summarized this theory at the Demon King Academy.
Only the rolling Youyou remained awkwardly stunned in place, staring dumbfounded at Erin, unable to comprehend how the foolish child had managed to convince herself.
"That's people's misunderstanding," Carian's face held a gentle smile, as if the previous public contest never existed, "I'm just an ordinary nun, my master hasn't sent anywhere, though I did hear my master descend an oracle."
Erin asked with interest.
"Oh? What did He say?"
Carian extended her index finger, gently drawing a cross over her chest, speaking in a devout voice.
"He said that I should save the people of Twilight Province, to spread the gospel of the Divine to those who have fallen into dire straits, convincing them to turn from darkness to light."
"It seems you've succeeded," Erin's face showed a comforting smile, for the first ti displaying an affirmative expression to this Miss Carian, "Congratulations to you all, you've saved yourselves."
"Thanks to your grace," Carian smiled and nodded, "If not for you holding the chaotic power on the front battlefield, if not for Lord Divine Son's selfless help, we might have already turned into fertilizer for Nest City with our beautiful dreams of the future."
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