The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 706 - 730 The Female Priest of Losanda

Chapter 706 -730 The Female Priest of Losanda

The battle had almost ended as soon as it began, and when Bruto used his Warhammer to turn the last Berserk Demon into minced meat, the Serpent Demon used Teleportation Magic to escape.

“Well done,” that emotionless female voice echoed again in everyone’s minds, “Take a rest. You have one hour before the real fierce battle arrives.”

“Did you hear that?” Lancelot asked the captain of the guard seemingly offhandedly.

“What?” The captain of the guard looked back at him puzzled, “The sound when the statue burst into light?”

“Yeah, that’s right.” Lancelot was now even more certain that this was an illusion aimed at him and his companions, “This statue…why does it have such power?”

“It’s the statue of Zariel, the Angel who once saved Aldergran,” the captain of the guard turned to look at the statue that had returned to normal, “It has been standing here since I was born, but I’ve never seen anything like what just happened… Surely, that must be a miracle of Losanda, right?”

“Back in the day, a Priest named Sando Star prayed to the Lord of the Dawn and summoned the aid of the Angel Zariel; he also organized the townspeople to erect this statue in memory of Zariel,” another guard chimed in, “The current Priest of the church, Jessa, is a descendant of Sando. If anyone knows the secrets about this statue, it would definitely be her.”

“Ah, yes, that’s right!” The captain of the guard clapped his hands, walked in front of the church, and called out loudly, “Jessa! Jessa! It’s Karadjo, open the door, the Demons have been driven away!”

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“Karadjo? Is that Captain Karadjo’s voice?”

“The Demons have been driven away? Has Zariel already come? Open the door quickly…”

“Wait, weren’t they just going insane? Are you sure that’s really Karadjo?”

“He doesn’t sound like he’s gone mad, let’s still go and call for Jessa to come over…”

With his acute hearing, Lancelot clearly overheard the conversation behind the door-panel. Moments later, a soft female voice came from inside the temple:

“Karadjo, what’s the situation outside? Is there anyone else with you?”

“Esterlin, Javin, Teir, and Yarkrosh are all here, make yourselves heard…”

The surviving town guards took turns greeting at the door, then the captain continued to shout:

“We’ve encountered a group of brave Adventurers, actually, it was mainly them who repelled the Demons, uh, sorry, sir, I’ve yet to ask for your name…”

“I am Lancelot. Accompanying me are the Dwarf Bruto, the Elf Alamir, the Half-elf Tanya, and the shape-shifting demon Jing…”

“And the beautiful Ms. Ella Deepwell,” added Shuni the Priest, “as well as her faithful mastiff guard.”

A louvered window next to the gate cautiously opened a crack, and Lancelot saw several pairs of wary eyes sizing up the situation outside. After a while, the battered door of the temple finally opened, and a forty-something woman in a white robe with golden trim stood in the doorway, behind her a large group of townspeople with unsettled souls.

“Have those werewolves and demons truly been driven away?” the female Priest asked in a gentle whisper, her eyes filled with hope.

“Yes, thanks to this Knight Sir and his companions!” the captain of the guard exaggeratedly waved his arms, “Look at the bodies over there, I didn’t even see how he did it…”

Before he could finish, the townspeople in the temple rushed out all at once. They ran frantically to their homes, trying to extinguish the flames on their roofs or to salvage what possessions they could from the fire. The female Priest stood still, bowed deeply to Lancelot and said:

“On behalf of all the townsfolk of Aldergran, I extend to you our sincerest gratitude,” her voice was heartfelt and had a spring-like quality to it, “I am Jessa Star, a Priest of Losanda. It must be the great Lord of the Dawn who heard our prayers and sent you to defeat those ruthless monsters…”

“First of all, we arrived here by chance, at least Losanda has not directly communicated any divine message to us,” Lancelot said, not wanting to undermine her faith, “Moreover, I’m afraid the demons have only retreated temporarily and could return at any moment…”

“Is that so…” visible disappointment flashed across the Priest’s face, but she quickly regained her determination, “It must be that Zariel has been delayed, and destiny arranged for you to come and support us first. If the demons do attack again, Zariel will surely come as well. Please rest for a while, warriors of Eldelange, and if there is anything you need, we will do our utmost to accommodate…”

“Honorable high Priest, could you provide a quiet, private room for Ms. Ella to rest?” Alamir asked with a polite voice, “She has just suffered a great sorrow, the evil demons killed her husband…”

“Every person here has lost something precious today, but as long as we keep hope alive, things will get better,” the Priest replied solemnly, then noticed the emblem on the Elven Shield, her mouth twitched uncontrollably a bit, but she continued, “There are many guest rooms on the second floor suitable for resting…”

“Thank you, kind Priestess, I see the radiance of Losanda in you…” Alamir said, supporting the grieving young widow and walking seriously into the temple. As they passed Lancelot, he gave a discreet wink, and the Human Knight silently returned a gesture, signaling to be mindful of the time.

“We have some questions to ask you,” Lancelot nodded to the Priest, “About the attack, and that statue…”

“I will tell you everything I know,” Jessa turned to the side, “But please come in first. It would be rude to have the heroes who just saved Aldergran standing at the doorstep…”

Shortly after, everyone was seated in an east-facing drawing room within the temple. The furnishings here were quite luxurious, with tasseled decorations on the soft sofas and a large coffee table with a colored glass surface depicting the rising sun. Lancelot also noticed that these items bore signs of frequent use, suggesting that as the only divine officer of the temple, the Priest did not shy away from sharing these lavish yet comfortable amenities with the townspeople.

“I often hold salons here, where I also take the opportunity to explain the doctrines of the Lord of the Dawn to the townspeople,” the Priest said with a smile, as if guessing Lancelot’s thoughts, “I am very sorry, all the food in the temple was just distributed to the townspeople who came for refuge, so we can only offer you this tea…”

“Thank you, this is more than enough,” Lancelot laughed softly and shook his head, his expression then turning serious, “About that statue, what can you tell us? During the fight, it suddenly emitted a bright light, instantly blinding the attacking demons, and it really helped us a lot…”