'Phew... good thing, my situation doesn't require a Deacon to conduct the Interrogation, otherwise, it would be impossible to hide.'
In the small room, Vanya, who had successfully passed the inquiry, thought thankfully to herself. After the incident, she immediately took the initiative to notify the Church and actively cooperated with the subsequent investigation. Her testimony was reasonable and matched the situation at the scene, with no suspicious points. Coupled with her clean background and good usual performance, the investigators sent by the Church only questioned her instead of interrogating her.
If it were an Interrogation, the Church would dispatch Black Rank or higher Deacons. In front of high-level "Light" Extraordinary, one cannot lie; they possess the ability to discern lies.
Regarding the story that happened in the tomb that night, Vanya explained some parts truthfully, detailing how they discovered the tomb, how they went down to explore, how they were ambushed, and how she hid in the side chamber.
In the last part of the story, Vanya described how the last wounded otherworld broke into the side chamber, and in panic, she counterattacked with her sword. Because the opponent was injured, even without experience, she managed to kill one in return.
As for the other otherworld who was killed by a parry, Vanya dragged him to the chaotic main battlefield and placed him among a pile of corpses, pretending he died in the melee. After all, killing a wounded otherworld with a sword in a moment of desperation is barely plausible, since the otherworld killed by the sword indeed had other injuries, but parrying bullets with a sword is just too outrageous.
"Alright, Sister Vanya, the pursuit of the otherworld and the recovery of Bishop Deekt's relics are currently underway simultaneously. To be safe, the relics will first be transported to Igwinte and then transferred by a robust force to Tivian. You can return with them at that time, as the otherworld are rampant recently, and traveling this way is safer."
"Before that, you should relax in Igwinte for a few days and get plenty of rest."
Organizing the documents on the table, a clergyman smiled and said to Vanya. Listening to his words, Vanya was slightly startled, then quickly stood up and thanked him.
"Thank you so much. After witnessing the cruel methods of those otherworld, I have indeed been quite tense these past few days. It is time to rest. I will also take the opportunity to visit Igwinte."
"Heh, then feel free to visit, Sister Vanya. Our Igwinte still has some scenery. For example, the school that Saint Amanda once donated to build is here. Oh, right, the annual charity event is also about to be held. This is also considered a feature of our area." The clergyman introduced his hometown to the visiting Vanya. Upon hearing this, Vanya asked doubtfully.
"Charity event?"
"This is an annual charity banquet hosted by the local Viscount Field, aiming to help the poor. At the event, His Lordship the Viscount will call upon other local upper-class individuals to donate. There are also many performances at the event, so it's quite well-known."
As he spoke, the clergyman's eyes darted, and after looking at Vanya again, he spoke.
"Actually, in response to the Holy Mother's mercy, we also send representatives to participate every year. Since Sister Vanya, you are here now, would you like to go and see together?"
The clergyman said this, thinking that since Vanya was a Sister from the capital diocese, he could take the opportunity to showcase the charity event. After Vanya returned, she would also relay positive comments such as "Igwinte people have a high level of education, and the rich gentlemen are charitable," giving their superiors a good impression of their area. This was truly an opportunity for publicity.
"A charity event...?"
Listening to the clergyman's words, Vanya also nodded thoughtfully.
...
Time flew by, and two days passed quickly.
In the evening, at a bustling intersection in Iggwente Upper City, the dense sound of hooves clattered. Under the twilight glow, various carriages came and went, converging here.
On one side of the intersection was a large sign already lit with bright lamps. Beneath the sign was an open gate guarded by doormen. The well-known Gem Theater of Igwinte was currently welcoming guests for the evening.
Many carriages were already parked on the wide sidewalk. From these carriages, well-dressed gentlemen and radiant ladies disembarked. They conversed and laughed as they walked onto the red carpet laid out at the theater entrance, stepping into the grandly decorated main door.
On the side of the sidewalk, a carriage slowly stopped, and then, a young girl carefully stepped down from the carriage.
At this moment, the young girl's neat white hair was let down. She wore a knee-length dress in shades of gray and black, with a hint of formal style. She had a flower-tied hat on her head, and her feet, clad in black over-the-knee socks, were in small leather shoes. A bow was tied around her waist, and some areas were adorned with delicate lace.
This was Dorothy, who had come to attend the event. For this so-called upper-class gathering, she had spent some money to get a relatively decent outfit and had also gone to a makeup store to put on some light makeup before coming.
After getting dressed and putting on makeup, having meticulously styled herself for the first time since transmigrating, Dorothy became engrossed in admiring herself in a full-length mirror at the store for almost half an hour. After being reminded by the owner, she rushed over in a panic, but thankfully, she made it in the end.
The outfit Dorothy was currently wearing was more expensive than all the clothes she had bought since childhood combined. However, this still fell far short of the cost of one question, so Dorothy didn't feel any heartache spending the money.
"Phew... still made it in time. Let's go in first..."
As she spoke, Dorothy controlled the Corpse Puppet coachman to drive the carriage to a parking spot, while she walked towards the theater entrance. During this process, she attracted quite a bit of attention. Gentlemen would casually glance over, while ladies gathered together, opening their fans to cover their mouths and quietly discussing which family's young lady this was.
'Seems I'm a bit eye-catching. I should have known not to dress up like this.'
While thinking, Dorothy quickened her pace. After showing her invitation to the doorman, she walked towards the theater entrance under surprised gazes. Many people were entering at the same time as her.
Entering the main door, Dorothy followed the crowd into a long corridor, walking straight ahead along the red carpet. Opposite them, a group of men wearing theater work uniforms walked towards them. Their characteristic feature was that they all wore half-masks that only covered the upper half of their faces.
Staff wearing half-masks, this seemed to be a feature of the Gem Theater. The men and women around were not surprised, and Dorothy only looked at them with slight curiosity before passing by.
After this, one of the men wearing a half-mask stopped and looked back at the crowd behind him, seeing numerous backs gradually entering the venue and disappearing.
After a slight pause, the man continued walking forward, exited the theater's main door, and went directly to the roadside. There, a luxurious carriage was parked quietly.
Arriving at the carriage, the man took off his half-mask, revealing Bill's face.
Then, with a respectful expression, he spoke towards the carriage.
"Mentor, I think I smell a familiar scent, the one I noted at Buck's house..."