It must be that annoying nun. Catherine still remembered the disadvantages she had suffered at the nun's hands. Hearing this now gave her a sense of having vented a long-held frustration, which was quite satisfying.
But she quickly realized something. Right, this town actually had no trace of the Church?
"Fellow townsfolk, why is there no church here?" Catherine leaned in among the busy women.
"You must be an outsider who doesn't know about our town's affairs. What good is the Church? When the bandits came, they abandoned us. We were lucky that the Lord appeared..."
Unexpectedly, this was a local, so her account of the situation was even clearer.
Catherine presented herself as an antique dealer to communicate with the townspeople and gather more information about this small town.
The more she learned, the more incredible it seemed. She also grew more curious, urgently wanting to know more about that man...
