D26. The Child of Prophecy_3

The style of the church interior was still plain but dignified, with quite a few exquisite decorations. There were murals on the walls, the largest of which was a beautiful shade of blue, seemingly depicting the history of the town.

In the corner, two people and a snake looked around but didn't draw attention from other believers.

"What's up with that monk? He was overly enthusiastic, right?" Sitting down, the little girl no longer maintained a cold expression and let out a sigh of relief.

"Indeed... No wonder Grandpa told me to be wary of the church," the Hero, regaining her composure, said with a wry smile.

Almost changed professions on the spot here, that was close.

"But, sister, even though he seemed that way, the church might actually suit you quite well." After making a jest about the receptionist, the little girl began her analysis.

"Oh? Why is that?" The Hero sat up straight to listen.

"Because the church itself doesn't worship any deity, but rather believes in ideals.