At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

Joan of Arc looked at Gavin's retreating figure with pity and said, "The boy is a white lie, and he is a martyr, to repay a debt of gratitude, or to redeem himself from others."

“I will not allow this to happen.”

Artoria's eyes were serious: "How could a child who wants to become a Knight of the Round Table do bad things? He is definitely a good child."

She was the one who established the eight virtues and twelve rules of chivalry.

Humility, honesty, compassion, courage, justice, sacrifice, honor, and trustworthiness.

Even if you can only do half of it, you'll still be worthy of a seat at the round table.

However, becoming one of the Twelve Knights requires not only virtue but also considerable strength; otherwise, one cannot protect others.

“Those were knights from your time, Artoria, and cannot be compared to the knights of this world.” Los Saint shook his head.

The knights of this world don't have the Eight Virtues or the Twelve Codes; they are merely the military force used by lords to maintain their rule.

Before the Middle Ages in Europe, knights all had fiefs, called knightly lords, and were considered quasi-nobles. They were also a group of people who oppressed and exploited commoners and serfs.

"Of the six people who can meet my requirements, two come from a small church and were raised by an elderly nun. I can't wait to know what their story is."

Los Saint was somewhat curious about Sister Zoe. All that Buyer had given him were records that could be found online, which only mentioned that Sister Zoe was kind to her neighbors and did her best to help those in need at the church when she was young.

He was sent by the Vatican to Cardiff at the age of fifty to take over a small chapel that had been abandoned for several years.

Irene led the way to their destination.

The church wasn't large, only about the size of a three-story house built in a rural area of ​​Xia State, but it had a very spacious backyard filled with white crosses, which were tombstones where Catholic believers would be buried after they died.

In addition to their responsibility to shelter children, churches also have the obligation to deliver babies and guard the graves of the dead to prevent the theft of remains.

Of course, this responsibility and obligation only came about after the Black Death in the Middle Ages and the subsequent church reformations; the church before that did not have this spirit of self-sacrifice.

The church hadn't been repaired in a long time, but it was very clean overall, especially the cross and angel sculptures on the roof.

An elderly woman in a nun's habit, her back slightly hunched, was carefully wiping the pews where worshippers sat during baptisms in the church. The pews were old, and it was clear that few people sat on them regularly.

Noticing someone entering the church, the elderly nun looked up and instinctively said, "Welcome to the Catholic Church. May the Lord in heaven bless you."

They were stunned when they saw who it was; it was a priest's robe.

Chapter Twenty-Five: Kind People Share Such Similar Fates

“Grandma Zoe.” ×2 Eleanor and Gavin called softly. Gavin had already wiped the tears off his face and tried his best to act as usual, but his eyes were guilty and he dared not look into Grandma Zoe’s eyes.

She was just worried that the priest might tell Zoe's grandmother what had happened.

“Hello, Sister Zoe, I am Father Los Saint, sent to this church to oversee religious affairs. It is a pleasure to have our lives intertwined here,” Los Saint said gently.

Zoe's grandmother was 62 years old, but her physical condition was like that of someone almost eighty. The ends of her naturally white hair were dry and even falling out, and her cheeks had a sickly yellow tinge, but her brows were filled with the radiance of love and faith.

Luo Sheng activated her 'Source Awakening Ability' for a moment, and her biomagnetic field swept across her hunched body, instantly revealing her physical condition.

She was sick; it was cancer, and it was already in its late stages. She hid it very well, as if it were just a minor cold. She didn't want her children to know that she didn't have long to live.

Now he understood why Gavin stole things—was it to fulfill Sister Zoe's wish before she died, or something else?

Sister Zoe realized what was happening and quickly put down the rag she was holding. She straightened up and walked over, making a sacrament with her right hand on her shoulders: "Father St. Los, I am so glad that the Lord has guided you here. I will assist you in the church affairs from now on."

Sister Zoe saw that there were two other nuns behind the priest and performed another sacrament.

At the same time, I felt a sense of relief.

She has repeatedly requested the cathedral to guide a new nun to take over the church, but there has been no news for a long time.

Her life was coming to an end, and she didn't know whether she would go to heaven or hell, but she couldn't bear to leave her children who hadn't grown up yet.

“Yes, may God bless you, Sister Zoe.” Los Saint nodded gently, then glanced at the two siblings who were standing anxiously to the side.

Gavin's eyes seemed to say, "Please, Father, don't tell Zoe's grandmother." Eleanor, on the other hand, kept her head down and toes together, as if she herself had done something wrong.

Zoe's grandmother looked at the two who looked like they had done something wrong: "Irene's bakery closed today? Gavin, did you skip class?"

“Grandma Zoe, I, I…” Gavin stammered.

Los Saint smiled and said, "Sister Zoe, I met these two children on my way here, and I asked them to show me the way. Please don't blame them."

Gavin was so grateful that tears streamed down his face.

“Grandma Zoe, I’m going back to work at the cake shop now,” Eleanor said quickly. The shop where Gavin stole his things was not far from the cake shop, so she ran away from work after seeing Gavin being caught by the police.

I hope my boss won't fire me...

"I...I'm back at school too," Gavin quickly added, then concluded, "Um, Grandma Zoe, could I cook dinner for my younger siblings tonight?"

Sister Zoe asked, puzzled, "Why, Gavin?"

“Because, anyway, let me do it. Please let me be willful just this once, Grandmother Zoe,” Gavin said stubbornly.

"Alright, alright, as you wish, you stubborn child," Zoe's grandmother said lovingly. Although Gavin was still young, he always acted like an adult, and whenever he saw her bent over and unable to straighten up, he would always take over the cleaning work.

Gavin and Eleanor walked out of the church.

After the two had walked quite a distance from the church, Eleanor stopped and stared at Gavin.

“Gavin, now it’s just you and me. Tell me, why did you lie? Why did you steal?”

Gavin lowered his head, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and stubbornly said, "I'll tell your sister Eleanor, I'll tell you tomorrow. Please, don't ask anymore now."

Eleanor pursed her lips. This was the first time she had ever seen Gavin so stubborn: "Fine, I won't ask anymore. Tell me tomorrow, but you can't lie."

“I swear to God, I will only lie this once in my life, or I will be condemned to eternal damnation.” Gavin raised his head, his eyes filled with unwavering seriousness.

"..." Irene looked at him angrily. If you're going to swear an oath, then swear one. Why make such a serious oath to God?

……

On the other side, the church.

Los Saint walked up to the preaching platform, which was somewhat like a lectern, with rows of wooden benches below, all of which were at least thirty years old.

Zoe looked at the excessively young Lord Saint, and the nuns named Leah and Gena, and finally made a decision. She came down to the pulpit, holding the cross around her neck: "Father Lord Saint... can you hear my confession? I want to confess my sins to God."

She had so much to say to others, but unfortunately, she had come here to atone for her sins, and more importantly, to fight for her children before leaving this world.

Eleanor, in particular, was afraid the priest would kick her out of the church. She knew it was against the rules, but if Eleanor was kicked out, where would she go? She would definitely lose her job and become homeless.

Artoria and Joan of Arc remained silent, sitting upright on the bench, watching the elderly nun who was nearing the end of her life.

When a believer confesses to a priest or God, everyone should listen quietly; this is a sign of respect for both God and the penitent.

Moreover, Los Santos is a true deity. Although he is not God, a deity presiding over a believer's confession is of great significance.

Los Saint looked gently at the elderly woman: "Of course, devout Sister Zoe, I believe God will forgive all your sins."

Zoe, a name that signifies praise for life, an old nun who raised children—her life truly echoes her name.

Sister Zoe held the silver cross necklace in both hands. Memories and unspeakable emotions flooded her mind at that moment, and tears welled up in her eyes, her voice choked with emotion.

"O Almighty, eternal and one Lord, please hear the confession of the unclean nun."

“I came here to atone for my sins and to practice asceticism.”

“Father, I was born in France. I remember when I was eight years old, Sister Hinde took me from the orphanage to the church.”

“There were many children and nuns in the church at that time, but only Sister Hind treated us as her own children.”

“Life in the church is monotonous, but also warm and carefree. Some children choose to leave when they grow up, while others choose to enter a convent to become nuns.”

“I don’t want to be separated from Sister Hind; in my heart, Sister Hind is already my mother.”

"After studying the nun course for six years, I officially made my three vows and became a lifelong nun under the witness of Christ."

“Until one day when Sister Hind and I were passing by a pawn shop, Sister Hind lingered and did not leave.”

"Sister Hind was looking at a pendant, and ever since then she has been depressed."

"Later I learned from Sister Hind that it was a pendant containing photos of my parents who died in World War II."

At this point, Sister Zoe choked up, covering her face with her hands.

Los Saint said gently, "So, for Sister Hind's sake, you broke your vow of poverty to God, harming not only yourself but also Sister Hind?"

Chapter Twenty-Six: True love is passed down through generations.

“That pendant is from Hind’s photo album of her parents. She misses them very much. Every time she passes by a pawn shop, she stops to look at it. Every time she returns to the church, she hides in her room and cries silently.”

“I stood outside Sister Hind’s door feeling very sad and helpless. I didn’t want Sister Hind to be so heartbroken.”

"So the evil thought of buying the pendant arose in my mind, but I am already a lifelong nun and cannot own my own property. All the property I have is given by the church to help people in the world."

"After that, I secretly pretended to be homeless and collected bottles from trash cans to sell for money, hoping to save up enough to buy the pendant."

“I broke the vow I made to God, and I feel afraid and guilty about it every day. I am overwhelmed by guilt every night. I know that the Lord is punishing me.”

"But the thought that Sister Hind was no longer in pain after buying the pendant made me continue to err under the Lord's watchful eye."

"I saved up enough money in three months, but the pawnshop owner was also a devout Catholic and was unwilling to sell me the pendant. He even spit on me and kicked me out of the shop."

At this point, Sister Zoe's tears streamed down her face through her fingers.

"..." Artoria and Jeanne were both sentimental people. Seeing the old woman sobbing uncontrollably with her lips pursed, if this were not a church, they would have already gone up to comfort her.

"The pawnshop owner sold the pendant the next day in an attempt to dispel my evil thoughts that would tarnish my identity as a nun. I panicked, and evil thoughts took over my soul. I found the person who bought the pendant and stole it when he wasn't looking."

"I felt like a wicked devil who had succeeded in his scheme, fantasizing that Sister Hind would weep with joy upon seeing the pendant."

“But Sister Hind slapped me across the face, and I didn’t understand at the time.”

"At that time, the archbishop called Sister Hind and me to the statues of the Son of God and the Virgin Mary. The pawnshop owners and the victims were there, as were many nuns and priests from the church."

“I was at a loss, knowing that everything I had done was known, that I would definitely be stripped of my nun status and sent to prison, and I knelt down beside the statue of the Virgin Mary, sobbing uncontrollably.”

"I dared not look into anyone's eyes, especially Sister Hind's. Under the archbishop's interrogation, I couldn't even utter a sound, and just huddled on the ground, dumbfounded."

"However, Sister Hind stepped forward and said that she was the one who had instigated it all, taking all the blame upon herself."

"I was so scared that I couldn't speak, I just stared at her blankly."

“She lied like this, saying that she wanted to get back her parents’ necklace, so she tricked me, who was still a minor, into stealing it, and put all the blame on me. But in the end, she realized her mistake in front of the statue of the Virgin Mary, so she took the initiative to confess.”

"I will never forget the look in Sister Hind's eyes when she was taken away by the police; it was so tender."

Sister Hind was excommunicated and sent to prison.