The sacred Moonlight silk ribbons tenderly brushed by, as each of the four moon phases corresponded to four great churches, with twin mountains separated by a waterfall, the source a deep, tranquil pool without a ripple, reflecting the high sky’s four moon phases.
In the middle of the four hazy water moons, that is, at the center of the deep pool, stood a pristine church-style building on the water’s surface.
This great church was the administrative center of the Moonlight Church’s Windsor District at the Lundan Headquarters, and it was also the office building of High Priest Philomena. Wayne had been here only a very limited number of times.
No other reason, but blinding.
There were too many moon phases, and while their sanctity was true, the light pollution was also genuinely severe.
Wayne had once suggested that cold light was inferior to warm light but was ignored by Philomena, who also critiqued him for not understanding faith at all.
Today, as Wayne arrived at the office again, he saw four high-ranking priests outside the High Priest’s Office on the top floor. The presence of the high echelons of the Moonlight Church made him curious as to what important matter had occurred.
The four priests, who knew more or less about Wayne and Philomena’s identities, saw him push the door and walk in. They wanted to say something, but ultimately chose silence due to the presence of an outsider.
Inside the office, the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the entire stronghold, with moon phases projected above and water mirror moon reflections below. The light pollution was still serious.
Philomena and Chris stood in front of the desk with solemn expressions. Seeing Wayne arrive, their faces turned somewhat peculiar.
A significant visitor had come to The Church today, God-chosen Knight Dreyne. She specifically asked to see her successor, leaving Philomena completely baffled.
Then she learned that the successor of the Moonlight Knight was named Wayne.
It was a bolt from the blue!
Philomena saw an image of Wayne embracing his sister, smiling like a brother, and it made her feel off.
As the Moonlight Knight, Dreyne, whom Philomena imagined to be calm, indifferent, and icy in her presumptions, could not be spouting nonsense. She said Wayne was the Chosen Successor, so Wayne could only be.
I slept with the future God-chosen Knight! x2
Soon after, Chris, who was also named to see by Dreyne, learned the truth. She was unsure whether to be happy or sad. As the partner of a God-chosen Knight, she should be happy, but she was sad that such an important matter hadn’t been shared with her.
Dreyne sat in the High Priest’s chair, dressed in a white suit, her silver-white hair tied back in a bunch. Her expressionless face exuded nobility, aloofness, elegance, and dominance. She truly lived up to her reputation as an ice queen beauty.
All it would take was for her to speak, and the rumors would collapse on their own!
At this moment, Dreyne was eyeing the two beautiful women before her, reflecting on how The Church was brimming with talent, that even one district had reserved such impressive beauties.
Unfortunately, even having both at once wasn’t enough to snatch back the Knight’s successor. In the end, it was up to her to win him back through playing cards.
Speaking of playing cards, she couldn’t help but feel an itch to play.
At this moment, Wayne walked in and was momentarily taken aback by the arrangement of the room.
"Sorry, wrong place, I thought this was the Naturalism Church."
Saying this, he turned to leave and politely closed the door behind him.
Dreyne moved with the speed of teleportation to Wayne’s back, grabbed his collar, and pushed him back inside. She raised her hand to hold the door, cornering Wayne with a wall slam, and said with a sneer, "My successor, you’re on my turf, yet you’re still pining for the Naturalism Church, heh. It seems today I really need to deal with you properly."
Brother, you smell so good!
Knight Lord, please contain your scent, Moonlight Church isn’t . x2
Whether it was an illusion or not, at the moment Dreyne spoke, Philomena and Chris saw Wayne’s shadow on her. It suddenly struck them that this pair of scoundrels matched each other quite well.
Wait a minute, why would I think they are a pair of scoundrels? x2
Both shook their heads repeatedly, trying to dismiss the bizarre ideas that had crept into their minds. The Moonlight Knight was pure and esteemed, not inclined towards men, and Wayne... well... well...
Damn, they really are scoundrels! x2
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