Chapter 213 – Deception (1/2)
Despair Island Lake
Cathedral
“Hehe, I didn’t think you would even build a church by the lake, the scenery must be great, right? The air is also fresh, I also want to live here!” A small girl wearing white robes was slowly walking outside the church with her maid, and a woman with a deathly pale complexion followed next to her like a guide.
That woman’s name was Selina, the Bishop for Despair Island Lake dioceses. She was currently taking Saintess Snow who came from Winterless city on a stroll around her church.
During the day, by Snow’s request, she took her around the dioceses then after arriving at Despair Island Lake Anderson passed over the cavalcade of carriages to Selina, it was an official transfer, even Snow couldn’t pick out any problems with it.
She came up empty-handed after a whole day, it was already dusk and Snow couldn’t do anything but watch the scenery in a bored manner.
“Elona, how’s the scenery?” She held her hand, and ‘watched’ the scenery in that manner.
“The surface of the lake is very flat and I can see the distant islands. Master, Despair Island Lake is really big.” Elona excitedly stood on her tiptoes, looking left and right and was deeply captivated by the beautiful scenery.
“Is that so? Sigh, it’s a pity I can’t see it…” Snow pouted in dissatisfaction, turned and and spoke to Selina, “Alright, I admit defeat, can you tell me what you and that damn fatty are planning?”
“Damn fatty?”
“That damn fatty, Anderson!”
“Oh, you were talking about Archbishop Anderson… Saintess Snow, I don’t understand what you mean.”
“Alright, I confess, I thought that you guys would send banned materials while using this trip as a guise, but I carefully investigated with Elona the whole day and couldn’t find anything.”
She had thought that she had missed something, but after careful investigation, Anderson’s cavalcade didn’t have any problematic items. So in the end it felt like she was just suspicious for nothing.
“Saintess, isn’t that normal?”
“Wu… okay, stop keeping me guessing. We can’t do anything anymore, so just tell me, what are you plotting?”
“Saintess, please don’t say something so absurd. Although our dioceses is lacking power, we’re faithful believers of the Goddess, that is even more the case for Archbishop Anderson, so we would never do anything to besmirch the Goddess’s name.”
“Ahhhh! How annoying, you suck, you suck!” Snow angrily scratched her head.
Seeing that, Elona quickly hugged her, afraid she would so something compulsive.
“Master, don’t get mad, perhaps you really misjudged them.” The naive Elona smiled and consoled her, “Their dioceses is not like Winterless City’s, they don’t have as many believers, so it’s already difficult enough to operate here, you should praise Bishop Selina instead.”
“Hmph, a mere maid dare lecture me? Do you want me to strip you naked and toss you into the lake?”
“Eh? M-master, d-don’t… I was wrong!”
She disregarded Elona’s struggling and shifted her hand up, grabbed her breasts and started forcefully kneading them! She didn’t let go even as she cried out.
“Elona, I feed you and raise you, and you take someone else’s side? That shouldn’t be what a maid does! Who cares if they have a lack of people? Isn’t that why… wait, wait a second?”
Snow was intimately bantering Elona, but suddenly stopped.
“Lack of people?”
“Wuuuu… I won’t do it anymore… master… master?”
Before Elona had a chance to thank her master for letting her off, she noticed that Snow looked strange.
“Ah, I finally get it! No wonder we couldn’t find anything when investigating the cavalcade, you guys are really crafty.” Snow bitterly scoffed and turned to speak to Selina.
“Snow, what are you saying? It’s already late, let me take you to your resting quarters.” Selina was still remained firm, and turned to lead the way, seemingly towards the church.
Snow hesitated for a bit, but didn’t reject her and ordered Elona to lead her. She started telling her of her deductions as they walked.
“Elona, I was actually suspecting that Anderson was sending you goods then purposely interfering with the Academy Tournament.”
“Saintess Snow, why would we do that?”
“How would I know? It was just a guess! … But I was puzzled to why I couldn’t find anything no matter how much I investigated, now I finally understand. The entire cavalcade was just a front! I was wrong from the beginning!”
“A front?”
“That’s right, you guys weren’t shipping goods, you were shipping people, right!”
Now she understood everything!
No wonder Anderson purposely made the cavalcade so grand, his real purpose wasn’t to transport materials needed for missionaries, but to openly bring his reliable subordinates to Despair Island Lake.