The church in Tattle Town is located in a remote corner of the town. Most of the residents here are refugees; many children have lost their parents and elders. Because it is situated at the border, it is usually very quiet here, and the church has almost become a home for these children.
Under the guidance of an old nun, several children are playing at the entrance.
Seeing Consta’s arrival, the old nun stepped forward to greet her. Then, she noticed Primrose, and her eyes widened immediately; then she smiled, closed her eyes, and clasped her hands together.
“Goddess above! To be able to behold your esteemed face at such a close distance, I have no regrets in this life…”
The old nun dressed in black and white prayed devoutly, then turned to Consta.
“Lady Ruler.”
Primrose was already mostly used to this, but still felt it was a bit exaggerated.
Led by the old nun, the group entered the church through the main door.
Sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows, illuminating the towering giant stone divine statue directly ahead.
The statue was carved in the likeness of Primrose from a thousand years ago.
Primrose looked up at the giant stone statue, and a feeling of awkwardness immediately rose in her heart.
Looking at her own statue, the feeling was truly strange.
“Goddess, please stand behind the podium.”
Cecilia led Primrose to the back of the podium below the statue.
“The statue… has come to life.”
Seeing Primrose standing below the statue, Aurelite couldn’t help but murmur to herself.
However, the church was quiet enough that her voice clearly reached everyone’s ears.
Consta nodded slightly, deeply agreeing.
“Indeed. Not only is it the Goddess, but seen like this, it’s as if the statue has come to life.”
This magnificent goddess statue was built with materials sent by Saint Freya. Otherwise, given the dilapidated state of the border region when Consta first took office, it would have been impossible to construct such a magnificent statue.
Cecilia came back to her senses and looked at Mila.
“Mila, come over and prepare.”
She pointed to the prayer area in front of the podium, her tone very serious.
Mila quickly nodded, walked to the frontmost open space between the seats on both sides, took a deep breath, and then knelt down with a thud.
Primrose watched Mila kneel, and the corner of her mouth couldn’t help but twitch.
She actually found this kind of religious ritual quite speechless.
Every time before saving someone, they insist on holding a god-worshipping ceremony.
If you’re treating an illness, just treat it; can’t you just use magic directly?
Why must they do all these pointless things?
Primrose complained wildly in her heart.
Mainly, this time the one being worshipped was none other than herself.
Watching a living person kowtow to her own statue, or rather, to herself, Primrose felt extremely uncomfortable all over.
That feeling, besides making her feel guilty, was also like she had already died, and others had come early in the morning to visit her grave.
“Great Goddess, thank you for your blessing…”
Mila clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and muttered words.
Primrose stood there, unable to leave or stay, and could only brace herself and listen.
Thinking carefully, this was, after all, the custom of this world.
Faith is these people’s spiritual pillar. If they weren’t allowed to worship, they would probably feel uneasy, and might even doubt whether the treatment would succeed.
Primrose glanced at her mother.
Lin Naiyue stood nearby, appearing much more composed. Watching her daughter being worshipped by everyone, her eyes held only pride.
Cecilia, Consta, and the others stood below, each clasping their hands in front of their chests, with solemn expressions.
For everyone, this was the most sacred moment.
Mila worshipped very earnestly, every movement meticulous.
Just then, Aurelite, who had been standing behind, suddenly stepped forward two steps and also came to the prayer area.
She set her staff aside, adjusted her mage robe, and prepared to kneel as well.
Mila was stunned and quickly reached out to stop her.
“Aurelite, what are you doing? You can just stand behind and pray.”
In Mila’s view, she was praying to the Goddess to save her sister.
Her mind was full of thoughts of her sister lying on the sickbed.
As long as she could save her sister, she would be willing to kowtow any number of times.
Aurelite wasn’t asking the Goddess for anything, so there was no need for her to kneel along with her. Like Consta and the others, standing and praying would be fine.
“It’s fine.”
Aurelite’s expression was very calm, and her tone had no fluctuation whatsoever.
She gently brushed aside Mila’s hand.
“It’s my own wish to worship the Goddess.”
After saying that, she directly knelt on both knees, clasped her hands together, and closed her eyes.
Mila opened her mouth, but for a moment didn’t know what to say.
She knew her partner had always believed in the truth of magic, and also held admiration for Primrose, who had ascended the divine steps a thousand years ago.
At the same time, Aurelite was also taking this opportunity, as her partner, to kneel and worship the Goddess together with her.
This camaraderie moved Mila deeply.
Just then, Polina, who was standing behind, also moved.
“Rayne, let’s kneel and worship too.”
Polina tugged Rayne’s sleeve and said softly, “The Goddess is about to personally officiate our wedding; what an honor!”
“Worship! We must worship!”
Rayne nodded repeatedly.
The two walked behind Mila and Aurelite, as the second group, and also knelt down with a thud.
Seeing this, Consta smiled knowingly and also walked to the position of the third group, kneeling along with them.
Now it was quite a sight: several rows of people kneeling neatly before Primrose.
After these people finally finished worshipping and stood up, Primrose let out a long sigh of relief.
She looked at the few people below, feeling a wave of helplessness.
Mila alone was one thing, but why did these others join in the commotion?
How did this grave-visiting procession grow even larger?
Primrose stood behind the podium, completely numb.
After all nine people finally stood up, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Consta stepped forward.
With an appropriately measured smile on her face, she bowed slightly to Primrose.
“Goddess, then I will first take Miss Polina and Mr. Rayne to the Lord’s Mansion to change into formal attire.”
Primrose nodded.
Consta turned to look at Polina and Rayne.
“You two, please come with me. I have already had the finest wedding dress and formal attire prepared, guaranteed to make you the most dazzling newlyweds today.”
Polina held Rayne’s hand and said excitedly, “Thank you, Goddess! Thank you, Lady Ruler!”
Rayne also grinned foolishly and scratched his head.
Watching Consta lead the two out of the church, Primrose immediately felt much more relaxed.
Compared to the pressure of enduring so many people kneeling just now, the upcoming wedding officiation would surely be much simpler.
Once Polina and the others returned after changing clothes, she would just say a few casual words of blessing, and the matter would be over.
However, after Consta walked out of the church door, she had Masha take the two to change clothes.
But the smile on her own face suddenly became meaningful.
She beckoned Aiwei, who was guarding outside the door.
“Aiwei, go immediately and notify all the residents of the town.”
Consta lowered her voice and instructed, “Just say that today the Goddess will personally officiate the wedding of the heroes who fought against the Demon Race at the church.”
Aiwei’s eyes lit up.
“My Lady, you mean…”
“Make as much of a commotion as possible, let everyone come to the church to watch the ceremony.”
Consta’s lips curved upward.
“This is a golden opportunity. The Goddess appearing in person is enough to bring Tattle Town’s cohesion to an unprecedented peak.”
“Understood! I’ll go do it right away!”
Aiwei immediately accepted the order.