Chapter 334: Chapter 9: Mass

Feiyan City, Central Square, Dawn.

Before the sky had even lightened, the square was bustling. Citizens from all corners of the city flocked to gather beside the square—

The Holy Daughter of Light from the Light Church would conduct a mass here today, and those who came to listen to her sermon would receive the blessing of the Light Goddess.

In truth, everyone was still quite unfamiliar with this so-called Light Church, let alone believe in it. If it weren’t for Greywell’s endorsement, most wouldn’t even know what it was, and as for a goddess’s blessing, such an abstract concept had even fewer believers.

But it didn’t matter if they didn’t believe—

Today, anyone who came to listen to the goddess’s sermon would, in addition to receiving her blessing, be able to take home 10 chicken eggs and five kilograms of wheat after the sermon.

That’s ten chicken eggs!

And five kilograms of wheat!

In the face of tangible benefits, belief was no longer important.

In a city of three hundred thousand, at least tens of thousands had risen before dawn to secure a spot. Some even camped overnight in the square, fearful they’d miss out on the eggs, bringing their entire families, showcasing immense enthusiasm.

At this moment, the square that was originally spacious had become crowded, all eyes focused in one direction, at the newly built stone structure to the west of the square, the Light Cathedral.

“Why haven’t they come out yet!”

“Yawn! Hurry up, I’ve been here since two in the morning, and my legs are numb from standing.”

“Could they be fooling us… I said there’s no such thing as getting something for nothing, like just getting eggs?”

“Give out the eggs! Give out the eggs!”

“Hurry and give out the eggs!”

The long wait had made everyone somewhat impatient. If Greywell hadn’t deployed a team to set up a barricade before the cathedral’s entrance, surely the gates would have been battered down by now.

Time ticked away, dawn came to an end, and the navy blue sky gradually turned white. At a certain moment, a sliver of dawn’s light shot over from beyond the mountains.

The morning light crept up the stone steps before the cathedral’s entrance, totaling one hundred twenty across three platforms. Only then did people realize that the cathedral stood at such a great height.

Sunlight continued upward, gradually illuminating the stone walls, which were blue-gray in color. The base alone required six hundred sixty large stone blocks, each meticulously polished and carved with patterns resembling flames.

Sunlight illuminated the soaring arched stained glass windows, twelve in total. Each window’s multicolored glass depicted a scene—be it the prophet parting the sea, the Lake Goddess, the descent of the Angel—scenes from widely known myths and legends.

The crowd’s clamor diminished some.

There was a new sense of awe in their eyes.

Sunlight continued to rise, illuminating the bas-reliefs on the outer walls, the bronze holy emblems beneath the windowsills, the row of twelve sculptures of Blazing Angels flanking the main entrance, and the towering Statue of Light Goddess at the entrance…

Only then did people realize how magnificent and grandiose this newly built structure was. Yet, when had it appeared? Only three months ago, there had been nothing here…

The square fell silent.

Meanwhile, sunlight reached the top of the cathedral, shining on the cross perched atop the spire. The golden cross radiated golden light, forming a ring-shaped rainbow halo behind. It looked so sacred, instilling a sense of tranquility.

And at that very moment.

“Dong! Dong! Dong!”

The bell rang, filled with a penetrating resonance, like a pure maiden’s prayer beside your ear, or sunlight stirring the heart, the sound resonating not only in ears but in souls.

“Goddess above!”

Some who had recently received missionary teachings instinctively knelt, beginning to pray based on the Divine Oracle teachings imparted by missionaries. Though the surrounding crowd didn’t join as believers, no one continued to clamor.

“Flap flap!”

A flock of white pigeons appeared from nowhere, swirling down to the church’s front open area, foraging for food in the stone cracks.

At that moment, the church doors slowly creaked open outward.

The first to emerge were the Light Priestesses, all young women appearing around twenty years old, uniformly dressed in pristine white robes adorned with exquisite golden patterns, holding a golden bowl in one hand and an olive branch in the other.

There were twelve in total, forming two columns, solemnly processing out from within, naturally exuding an aura of holiness.

As they walked, they sprinkled water from the bowls with the olive branches onto the ground.

Curiously, the pigeons at the door didn’t shy away as the priestesses approached. Instead, they wisely lowered their heads, lying on the ground, like receiving baptism.

Water from the bowls sprinkled from the branches fell on the pigeons’ feathers, immediately forming a rainbow halo on their pristine wings. Where it touched the ground, fresh sprouts visibly grew from the stone cracks.

“A miracle…”

“A miracle!”

The people were astonished, the previous frivolity vanished without a trace, and no one dared to jest anymore.

After the Light Priestesses’ procession, four elders clad in red robes followed. Their expressions were equally solemn, each exuding holiness, coupled with an inexplicable aura of majesty.

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