169: The Lady Saint Who Hasn't Woken Up Yet
When Evelia woke up, the taxi they were riding in had already arrived near the cathedral.
Perhaps because she had gotten another good sleep, this time when she woke, Evelia could barely feel the soreness in her waist and legs.
Only her thighs still occasionally felt a bit sore and numb.
The marks she had left behind had disappeared, and our Miss Angel could only express deep regret at this.
But she didn't dare say such things out loud, since an infuriated Evelia might beat her up.
Ever since Evelia woke up, the uncle driving the taxi in front had also started talking more. He had actually been quite curious from the start about these two girls who clearly looked like students appearing at a church during what should be class time, especially when one of them, a girl who looked like she was in middle school or even elementary school, was wearing an obviously expensive nun's habit.
But earlier, since Evelia was still sleeping, this uncle had been worried about disturbing her, so he had kept his questions to himself.
Now that Evelia was awake and looking full of energy, he no longer had those concerns.
As for this taxi driver uncle's questions, our Evelia, once again mistaken for a middle school girl, could only smile bitterly and stay silent. After all, with her height and appearance, if she directly claimed to be a proper Church nun, the person in charge of the Wangyou Grand Cathedral would probably be invited for tea.
Wait a minute! The person in charge of the Wangyou Grand Cathedral was Sauron, right? In that case... that might actually work?
Cough, just kidding. She, Evelia, wasn't that immoral.
After all, she wasn't an angel. (Amya: ?)
After listening to the taxi driver uncle chat about everyday life for about five more minutes, Evelia and the others finally returned to the cathedral.
Perhaps because it was a weekday, there were noticeably fewer people visiting and sightseeing at the cathedral square.
Most of those remaining were tourists from out of town or even abroad, holding selfie sticks. The moment Evelia, this "demon nun" dressed in a black-and-white nun's habit, appeared, she immediately attracted everyone's attention.
However, most people here just mistook Evelia for a cosplayer visiting for tourism. Quite a few even wanted to come up and ask Evelia for a photo together, but before they could get close to her, Amya, who was holding her arm, would shoot them a threatening glare as if staking her claim.
With a slight application of magical pressure, anyone who made eye contact with her would instantly feel as if they had fallen into a sealed ice cavern. A suffocating chill would blank out their minds, and their bodies would involuntarily stop, never daring to take even one more step toward Evelia.
And the mastermind behind all this, our Miss Angel, had absolutely no psychological burden about it.
Jokes aside, her big brother (sister) could only be hers alone! A photo together? Not allowed! (Super fierce!)
And our Miss Evelia could only helplessly give Amya two flicks on the forehead.
And when they walked into the church interior, the first thing they noticed was that Sauron, who should have been in the church, was nowhere to be found.
There was no trace of his presence in the church.
"That's really strange... Sauron is an Archbishop, so normally he should be staying in the church... Could it be because of those two super-tier spells last night?"
Not only Sauron, but Evelia also noticed that today there were far fewer practitioners on duty in the church. However, considering that last night's clash of two super-tier spells had drawn significant attention from both the Church and the Watchers, Evelia didn't think too much of it.
Her purpose in coming to the Church wasn't just for surveillance. She had also promised Lina that she would check on Jasmine's condition!
Evelia skillfully climbed two floors and went straight to Jasmine's room door, knocking gently.
Having learned from her previous experience of barging in, she now understood that when making an impromptu visit, one couldn't be impatient. She had to wait for the host to come open the door themselves, otherwise it was easy to witness things that might get one "silenced."
"Mmm... who is it?"
Surprisingly, Jasmine's voice from inside the room sounded quite exhausted. And indeed, when Jasmine came over to open the door, she was still wearing a slightly undersized pajama set, with a sleepy expression on her face, looking as if she had just woken up.
"Miss Evelia? Mmm... please wait a moment..."
Jasmine raised her head slightly. When she saw Evelia standing at the door with a shocked expression, she paused for a moment, then wearily yawned. After signaling Evelia to wait a bit, she closed the door again.
"Umm... Amya, what time is it?"
"Almost one in the afternoon."
"Then why does Jasmine still look like she hasn't woken up?"
Did she sleep from morning until now?
The corner of Evelia's mouth twitched slightly. She had thought she slept late enough this morning, but from the looks of it... Lady Saint Jasmine had her beat by a mile!
She had at least slept late because Amya had worn her out last night. What was Jasmine's excuse? Had she not slept well at night either?
And just as Evelia was pondering this, the tightly closed door in front of her suddenly opened again.
"Sorry to keep you both waiting."
Jasmine, appearing once more, had already changed into her signature white-and-gold nun's habit as the Saint. She wore a faint smile on her face, though the exhaustion in her eyes still wasn't particularly well concealed.
"Umm, Miss Jasmine, is your body... alright?"
Evelia had originally thought Jasmine was affected by that unknown substance from yesterday, but after a brief observation, she was surprised to find that apart from exhaustion, there didn't seem to be anything unusual about Jasmine's body.
"Oh, you mean yesterday's incident? Don't worry. The substance Victor threw could at most interfere with the normal circulation of magic within the human body. It can't do any real harm."
Hey now! Since when does interfering with magic circulation cause violent coughing?
Evelia glanced at Jasmine. Even without using Soul Gaze, she could guess that Jasmine was definitely hiding something.
But as for the specific situation... since Jasmine herself said there was no need to worry, she couldn't very well press the issue.
But Jasmine was the Saint, so surely she could manage her own health.
"Last night I stayed up a bit late due to some personal interests, so I got up rather late today. The room isn't very tidy, so please don't mind."
With that, Jasmine smiled and stepped aside, inviting Evelia and Amya into her room.
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