At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

The police officers who were handling the case quickly turned around. When the blonde girl and the boy who had done something wrong saw the three people in Los Saint, especially when they saw their Catholic-style clerical robes, their expressions instantly turned panicked.

Chapter Twenty-Three: The Girl Who Sacrificed Herself

"Oh, Father, greetings to you." The officer was surprised to see Los Saint and quickly made a sacrament with his right hand on both shoulders.

He had been on duty at the police station for two years, and he could see priests at the new church every now and then, but this was the first time he had ever seen a Catholic priest. He only remembered that there was indeed a very old Catholic chapel, but he was not on duty there and had never gone in to pray.

"Excuse me, what happened?" Luo Sheng looked at the nervous blonde girl and the boy biting his lip.

The girl was already an adult, but because she hadn't received enough nutrition during puberty, she was shorter than her peers. She had golden hair, brown eyes, long and thick eyelashes, and delicate features. She was a typical mixed-race person of Celtic and Anglo-Saxon descent.

Her name is Eleanor, which means "woman under the light" and, with a religious connotation, can also be interpreted as a girl blessed by holy light.

She was one of the six chosen individuals with kind and righteous hearts.

Her parents were irresponsible, liberal bastards.

When she was six years old, her parents divorced and were unable to support her, so she was sent to a small church that was willing to adopt her.

The old nun in the church was a kind and responsible person who taught her very well, and she also gave her the name.

She learned humility, honesty, diligence, and so on from the old nun's teachings.

The elderly nun treated all the children raised by the church as her own.

Of course, this country also has free education. Public primary schools teach all children for free for nine years, teaching only the most basic knowledge. Higher education is an extra cost and is very expensive, so most children without families simply complete their free education and then enter society.

Although the absence of parents made her feel inferior, the old nun's teachings instilled in her a spirit of self-sacrifice.

After leaving school, she worked at a bakery, spending most of her earnings on the children in the chapel and carefully packaging the leftover scraps to give to the homeless.

If she has any money left over, she will save it so that the younger siblings in the chapel can go to higher education.

One night when she was fifteen, she encountered a burning and sinking fishing boat while collecting seashells washed ashore on the beach. She risked her life to rescue three crew members who were entangled in ropes from the sunken fishing boat.

One of the three crew members was one of the six candidate heroes.

For the protagonists in those legendary stories, her experience was quite ordinary; she was just a little better than the average person.

But they overlooked the fact that she was just a thin girl who had done the best she could.

People with such a spirit of self-sacrifice in such countries always meet a tragic end.

If she were in China, she would undoubtedly become a popular figure online, inspiring many, and would be hailed as a hero by content creators who would make short videos about her.

Unfortunately, she was just a marginal figure in this country, while the mainstream of society was always the extravagant revelry of the upper-class elites.

“Oh my God, Father, this thief stole three top-quality steaks worth eight hundred pounds and a bottle of ruby ​​wine worth seven thousand pounds from my shop two days ago,” the middle-aged, plump woman hurriedly interjected.

"Honestly, of all things to steal, they had to steal the most expensive one. Something worth over a thousand pounds already constitutes a juvenile delinquency."

The officer nodded, his expression very serious, and said, "That's right. Now, if this lady requests that her losses be recovered, we will not charge her with theft."

Irene bit her lip and pleaded, "I'm sorry, I don't have that much money. Could you please give me a little more time, ma'am?"

"How long is the grace period? A month? I can't wait that long. Forget it, officer, I want to file charges," the middle-aged, overweight woman said impatiently.

Irene lowered her head sadly, and the boy beside her also lowered his head uneasily.

If faced with a theft charge, the police will definitely notify the guardian and inform the community.

Zoe's grandmother will definitely be heartbroken and will be blamed by those around her, and Gavin, who stole the things, will be sent to juvenile detention.

Even more serious is that... Eleanor cautiously raised her head to look at the three clergymen who seemed to be looking at her.

If Catholic priests and nuns are here, then they must be visiting the only Catholic church.

Now that the priest has caught them, he will surely assume that Zoe's grandmother must have been misbehaving to commit theft, and that this will bring condemnation upon her.

Moreover, before Zoe was ten years old, her grandmother had already broken three vows in order to provide them with nutritious meals. If the priest found out, he would definitely strip Zoe's grandmother of her nun status and expel her from the church.

The Three Vows are the three vows of a nun.

The vow of poverty: to renounce personal possessions, live a simple life relying on God and religious communities, emulate the poverty of Jesus Christ, and use wealth to serve others.

The vow of chastity: to remain chaste for the Kingdom of Heaven, not to enter into marriage, and to serve God with completely devoted love.

Obedience: Obeying the authority of the religious order's superior and the church, relinquishing personal will, practicing Jesus' obedience in community life, and especially emulating His obedience to the Father.

Eleanor recalled the image of Zoe's grandmother secretly locking herself in a solitary confinement room to knit sweaters and sell them so that the children could have meat for every meal.

Zoe's grandmother is getting old, so the church arranged for new priests and nuns to take over the church?

A golden light flashed in Luo Sheng's pupils. He could sense Irene's intense emotions even without activating her source potential. He spoke gently, "Officer, this lady..."

"It's inevitable to make mistakes when you're young. As long as you know your mistakes and can correct them, you're still a good child. I'll make up for the loss for this child. Let's give this child a chance to correct their mistakes."

As he spoke, he took out a stack of pounds from his large pocket, counted out seven thousand eight pounds, and handed it over.

Eleanor and Gavin looked at the young priest who spoke up for them in surprise.

"Oh God, Father, you are so kind and forgiving. I forgive this child and am willing to give him a chance to correct his mistake." The middle-aged, plump woman was overjoyed. As long as she got her compensation, she didn't care who gave it to her.

He turned to the officer and said, "It's alright, officer. I'm dropping the charges."

The officer, regaining his composure, nodded and said, "Okay." He looked at the young priest with great admiration.

He had never seen such a generous priest before, directly taking out money to atone for a child's sins.

“Father, you are truly respected.” The officer performed another sacrament, for he, a policeman who earned eighty pounds a day, preferred to avoid trouble.

"Father, please. I won't disturb you any longer while you're teaching this child." After saying that, the police officer got on his motorcycle and slowly drove away.

Luo Sheng smiled as he looked at the boy who hadn't said a word.

The boy's name was Gavin, he was twelve years old, and he was the second oldest of the children adopted by the old nun.

“Child, tell me, why did you steal? No one steals without a reason; there must be one. You can explain it to me, and I will light a lamp for you to show you the way.”

Since my current temporary identity is that of a priest, I should act like one.

Eleanor quickly said, "Father, thank you so much for your generosity and help. Gavin is a very good boy; this is the first time he has made a mistake."

Chapter Twenty-Four: A White Lie – What Kind of Old Nun Raised Them?

Irene looked sadly at her younger brother, who had always been very sensible.

She couldn't understand why her brother, who had never done anything wrong, would steal.

As the second oldest brother in the church, he has always been strong and patient in taking care of his younger siblings. Even during the peak tourist season in Cardiff, he would go to the city square alone to perform the harmonica and earn tips from tourists to buy snacks and shoes for his younger siblings.

But she didn't think her brother had gone astray; something must have happened that forced him to do it.

And she was bumped into by the newly arrived priests and nuns. What should she do?

“I am sorry, I repent for my sins. I am guilty, respected priest. I committed a sin because of my love for food and wine. I do not ask God to forgive me, because what is done is done.”

Gavin raised his head stubbornly, looking at the priest who had helped him out of the predicament and comforted him, and bowed deeply: "Thank you very much for your help. When I grow up, I will repay you double the amount of pounds you used to help me."

Eleanor's face flushed with anger at her brother's stubborn expression: "Lying! Gavin! Grandma Zoe never taught you to lie! And you're lying to your own priest!"

"I didn't lie!" Gavin turned his neck away, not daring to look at his angry sister. His fists clenched, his shoulders trembling, his guilty conscience and self-reproach were obvious, but he still gritted his teeth and stubbornly said, "I just turned bad! I've always been a bad kid!"

Tears welled up in his eyes. It was the first time he had ever seen his sister so angry. His sister had never been angry with them before.

He knew he had upset and disappointed his sister, but he would do it again if given the chance.

Eleanor couldn't believe it. Watching Gavin shrug his shoulders, her eyes welled up with tears. "Gavin, didn't you always say you wanted to be a humble, honest, compassionate, and brave person like the Knights of the Round Table in the Arthurian legend? Why did you have to become like this!"

"Hmm?" Artoria looked at the siblings arguing, then looked carefully at the twelve-year-old boy. These were not the eyes of a bad child; he had unspeakable sorrows.

Can someone who wants to become a Knight of the Round Table be a bad kid?

"I'm sorry, sister, I can't tell you," Gavin said stubbornly, and finally knelt down in front of Eleanor and Los Saint.

"Sister, Father, could you please not tell Zoe's grandmother?"

A golden glint flashed in Los Saint's eyes. He activated his 'Source Potential' for a moment, knew what the boy was thinking, squatted down, and gently placed the Bible on the boy's head.

“Child, you must have a reason for doing this, and I believe that the children adopted by Sister Zoe are not bad children.”

"I will wait for you to repent to me."

Gavin was surprised that his impolite request would be granted. He looked up at the priest, tears welling up in his eyes, and said, "Yes, Your Honor, tomorrow, I will tell you the reason tomorrow."

Eleanor pursed her lips: "Father, you already know that... Gavin is a child adopted by the church?"

She didn't include herself because, according to the rules, children in the church must leave the church once they reach adulthood.

She remains at the church because her job prevents her from paying the rent.

Another issue is that Zoe's grandmother is too old to take care of so many younger siblings.

Now that the priest and the new nuns have taken over the church, she is certainly not allowed to continue living there, and she feels somewhat disappointed.

“Yes, you’ve already said Sister Zoe’s name, haven’t you?” Los Saint stood up. “Get up, stubborn child.”

“Could you show us the way, Ms. Eleanor?”

“Yes, please follow me, Your Honor.” Irene was unaware that she had never spoken her own name to a priest before.

Perhaps kind people would never use malice to suspect others.

Irene helped her younger brother, whose eyes were filled with tears, to his feet.

"I'm sorry... Sister Eleanor," Gavin apologized softly.

“You should apologize to Zoe’s grandmother, and you should thank the forgiving priest. I don’t believe you’ll become a bad child. I’m waiting for you to tell me why, Gavin,” Eleanor said through gritted teeth.

"Yes, I will apologize." Gavin said, head down.

Eleanor offered a sacrament to Los Saint, then took Gavin's arm and led him toward the chapel.

"They are both very good and kind children," Joan of Arc said gently, watching the two siblings walk away.

"Did you receive any revelation?" Los Saint smiled.

Joan of Arc possessed the ability of 'divine revelation,' which was equivalent to a sixth sense, but its effects far surpassed those of a sixth sense.

This revelation applies to all her actions; for example, she will find the most suitable path when traveling, know which piece to move when playing chess, and always guide her in the most advantageous direction in everything.

She learned at the age of thirteen, based on 'revelation,' that she would lead France to reclaim its territory and end the Hundred Years' War, and she regarded 'revelation' as a message from God to her.

However, she could not explain the reason for the revelation to anyone in detail. She herself felt that it was baseless and that there was no possibility other than God's guidance.