Chapter 174 New Works

Denisa remained in a coma until noon before she began to wake up. The nun opened her eyes, and what came into view was not the portrait of a god painted on the ceiling of her room, but an owl.

This made Denisa tilt her head slightly in doubt, and the owl also tilted its head slightly following Denisa's tilt.

After Denisa took three seconds to recall what happened last night, she sat up uneasy on the bed, and the owl standing by her bed was also frightened and flapped its wings and flew back to the beam. .

Here is where?

Denisa covered her dizzy forehead and looked around. In her memory, Cheryl was seriously injured and was caught by the presiding judge. She was also captured by a judge.

But the scenery surrounded by piles of books doesn't look like a place like a torture room...

"Dinisha, you finally woke up, I thought you were going to fall asleep all day."

Cheryl walked to Denisa's bedside with the bread and fruit she had just bought from the Nolan market.

"Did the priests of the Inquisition forgive us?"

What happened yesterday made Denisa really unable to think of any possibility of surviving, so in her current situation, Denisa could only understand that the priests of the church forgave their mistakes with compassion.

"The judges are not the nuns of the orphanage. After we are caught by them, it would be considered merciful for us to die a little more happily."

Cheryl took out a glass of milk and bread from the package and put them on Denisa's bedside.

As a senior inquisitor, she knew how cruel the Inquisition was when it tortured and killed prisoners, let alone a traitor like him.

"Dinisha, we escaped! Now you don't need to be locked in that dark underground every day, you can move freely according to your own wishes."

"Escaped?"

Denisa took another look at the place, and the owls standing on the beam made a 'cuckoo' cry, as if they were greeting the new resident of the Mage Tower.

But Denisa felt a little at a loss when facing everything around her, because it was too strange.

She has lived in the church of the church since she was a child, and even after becoming a judge, what she does every day is to dedicate herself to the gods.

Pray in the morning, pray at noon, and read some church classics and other books in the evening to pass the time.

For Denisa, her world is that big, and the church in the holy city is the world she knows well.

Although she really yearns for the outside world very much, after actually running out, Denisa is a little confused...she doesn't know what she should do or...what she can do.

"I bought you the login permission of the magic net from the Baijinghua Theater. If you crush this original spar, you can play the game of the dwarf saving the princess anytime, anywhere."

Cheryl saw the confusion in her friend's eyes, and handed a pebble-shaped crystal into her hand.

This raw crystal is not strong, and it can be easily crushed with a little force, and the broken pebbles turned into dots of white light and poured into Denisa's body.

The interface in front of her showed the desktop of the magic net.

With Cheryl's help, Denisa quickly completed the registration of the magic net, and the registered ID was 'Sister Denisa'.

"Are they all reading your diary, Cheryl?"

Denisa didn't click into the game section immediately to start the adventure of the dwarf uncle and the princess, because the post "Diary of a Heretic Judge" on the homepage of the forum attracted her attention.

"Of course, it was also thanks to these last night...'readers', that's how they are called. With their help, we escaped from the pursuit of the judges. In order to repay them, I wrote this diary from morning to night."

Cheryl already regards "Diary of a Heretic Judge" as something she should be proud of.

Denisa, who had just come into contact with the magic net, carefully browsed the post sent by Cheryl.

For the first time, she knew that books could be recorded in this way, and when reading this 'book', she could share her views with readers who were also reading this book anytime and anywhere.

Denisa, who usually only has reading as a means of killing time in the church, fell in love with this way of reading in an instant.

"How about it? Are you going to try to write a book in the Fudong library... It will definitely be welcomed by many people."

Under Cheryl's instigation, the nun nodded, so Cheryl began to give her instructions on how to use the spellcaster forum.

Denisa clicked on the section of the library and created a new post, but when thinking about what book to write, Denisa couldn't make up her mind for a while.

While thinking, Denisa found her suitcase among some books stacked beside her bed.

"Wait me a moment."

Denisa got off the bed and opened the suitcase, and it didn't take long to find a notebook that looked a little old among the textbooks piled inside.

"Dinisha, are you planning to write a diary too?" Cheryl asked.

"Not a diary..."

Denisa opened the first page and followed the content above, and began typing on the virtual keyboard of the magic net awkwardly. It didn't take long for a title that made Cheryl feel uneasy appeared on the forum.

"Tuck the Piper and the Lost Elven Boy".

Judging from the title, this is obviously a fictionalized story by Denisa, and judging from the thickness of the notebook, she has been fictionalizing for a long time.

It seems that besides praying and reading every day, Denisa will find time to write something she likes.

"Show me a little bit."

Cheryl always felt that there was something wrong with the title, so she picked up Denisa's notebook and glanced at the contents.

As a result, not long after I read it, even Cheryl, as an old man in her nineties, was greatly shocked by the content.

"The story recorded in this notebook is the revelation given to me by the gods!"

Denisa used her unique way to show off the excellence of her work to Cheryl.

'It turns out that the God of Holy Light is this kind of person. ’ Although Cheryl’s inner thoughts were like this, she didn’t show it. She just slowly put the notebook back on the bedside.

"Well, it is indeed an excellent story, and it will definitely be very popular."

Cheryl said such a sentence against her own conscience.

Encouraged by Cheryl, the nun posted her first short story in the Immovable Library section of the Spellcaster Forum.

After Denisa waited for a few minutes with anxiety, the first reader's reply finally appeared under her post.

'An interesting book. ’ Respondent: Fuya.

"Someone is watching... Fuya, I seem to have seen this name before."

After seeing the first reader's reply, Denisa's uneasy mood was instantly replaced by surprise, but she always felt that Fuya's name was very familiar.

She opened the game section of the caster forum, and quickly found a post with the most replies in the section.

'How to make the dwarf in the red hat live to the end. ’ Posted by Fuya.

Denisa successfully cleared the first level just by looking at this post.

"do you know her?"

Cheryl's question made Denisa shake her head. For her who has never walked out of the church, she has no memory related to Fuya.

"But he must be a very kind person." Denisa said in a very positive tone.