Lateran Nun: Please Don't Attack Lateran! / Pure and Innocent College Girl Arturo

"That's truly admirable. By the way, does your monastery have a donation center? We'd like to add some butter and meat to the children's plates."

"Really? Thank you so much. I always carry a donation bag with me."

Lyssa pulled a bag from her purse that read "Lamb Coin Slot," her eyes brimming with enthusiasm.

Good heavens, don't you Lateran monasteries have any that aren't short of money?

After searching my memory for information about this monastery, I found in the Originium Database that the Sunflower Monastery had death records, but they were all natural deaths, such as from illness.

These things were unavoidable; at least no one died of hunger.

Moreover, the children all looked happy and carefree, which didn't seem like they were faking it.

Huang Cao never hid his kindness, so he took out two gold coins from his pocket and put them in the coin slot.

Sister Lyssa smiled and said, "Thank you for your support. May the Lord bless your journey to the Holy City. Are you hungry? We have prepared cheese soup and biscuits for you."

Huang Cao gladly accepted; who wouldn't like a free dinner?

In the evening, the great Master Huang played with the children of the monastery for a while, and then learned some news from them.

In a few days, a famous musician will be coming here to give a benefit performance for them; he is said to play the cello.

"Ms. Lyssa, do you know the name of this cellist?"

Huang Cao had a premonition that this musician was probably a familiar face in the story.

Sure enough, after Ms. Lyssa's halo brightened for a moment, the name Arturo reached Master Huang's ears.

Arturo, a wicked woman who loves to stir up trouble.

However, she did not seek pleasure in these matters; rather, she pursued her ideals as if conducting an experiment, although in hindsight, she deserved to be wanted.

He's done some good things, and he's also done quite a few bad things.

Back in her room at the monastery, Huang Cao licked her ice cream while searching the database for her mother's soul.

As expected, the soul of Arturo's mother, Luciana, was found in the database.

It seems that the beautiful Sarkaz with her long, straight black hair, Arturo, hasn't really started causing trouble yet.

She's definitely not wanted now, otherwise the monastery would have received the news long ago, and it would be impossible for them to invite her to perform.

From a plot perspective, Arturo, the art student, is probably not as "bad" as he is in the main storyline.

After all, when Arturo appeared in everyone's sight, he had already traveled for quite a long time, and had even stayed in Leithanian for some time, so he was of a certain age.

Arturo is currently likely raising money for her journey; with time and age, her heart has gradually become one that only accepts the feelings of others...

The bottle isn't empty yet; we're constantly watering it. It'll probably dry out in a few years.

"Arturo, sigh, is also someone influenced by family and all sorts of factors, especially her father, who seems a bit irrational and not very bright."

Arturo's father is probably still alive, but he has likely severed ties with his daughter. If he had been properly guided, Arturo's values wouldn't have been swayed by others.

Arturo, who is about to perform at the Sunflower Monastery, is probably on the path to going astray.

This land is cruel; only within the borders of Utopia can one find safety and happiness. Elsewhere, bandits and ruthless nobles abound.

The emotions Arturo gathered along the way were not good, which is why he gradually became confused.

"Ah, if only Theresia's Black Crown were on my head."

Thinking about this, Huang Cao tossed and turned in bed a few times, then a few more things came to mind.

"Speaking of which, did Andon shoot Exusiai's sister at that time? And when was that time again?"

The thought of the Great Beast's authority stirred a ripple in Huang Cao's heart.

Such a valuable item shouldn't be wasted; let's see if there's any way to contain it.

But these were all additional things to do during this visit to Lateran.

The fragments of the Great Beast inside the key are quite humorous; it shows Andon the past, but Andon mistakes the past for the future.

What do you mean, "The path I was martyred for died before me"? Andon almost had his Dao heart collapse.

Everywhere on this land, there are tragedies and accidents, and often, a little more thought can prevent many tragedies.

But fate led them all down different, and perhaps even more irreversible, paths.

Chapter 544 Sister Lateran: Please do not attack Lateran!

The next morning, Huang Cao was awakened by the sound of the monastery children reading aloud.

"God said, 'Let there be light,' and there was light in the world."

"I never expected Mr. Huang to be so knowledgeable about Lateran texts."

"Alright, Miss Lyssa, that's all I know, and you definitely don't want to know the next one."

"I'm so curious!"

"God said that Sarkaz should have a rich heart."

"This is bordering on racial abuse, Mr. Huang."

The nuns at Sunflower Monastery looked at their chests and suddenly sensed the malice of the world.

The fact that the Sarkaz are no match for the Asmodians is a perpetual source of pain for this race.

Whether male or female, most Sankta are smaller than Sarkaz.

Sarkaz are mostly muscular men and mature women; even the relatively flat-chested Little Trump isn't exactly skinny. Lateran, on the other hand, is full of all sorts of handsome male mothers and teenage girls.

Therefore, the concept of Da Lei Sister can only appear in future Niff's roguelike stories, or even entirely in fantasy literature.

It doesn't exist at all!

Mostima is already considered a top-tier archangel.

Our Mordred and Lemia have the most Exusiai hearts among all the female angels in Lateran, and the grown-up Exusiai is no less impressive.

"Perhaps the aura surrounding your race is too energy-consuming," Huang Cao comforted Lyssa.

Sister Lyssa nodded. "I knew it was because of the halo effect. After all, most of the time you have to give to receive. That's what the Lord said."

In short, after a series of sophistry, the angels of Lateran defeated the demons of Kazdel once again.

Win big, win big!

"Sister Lyssa, regarding your cellist, I am very interested in Lateran music, so I would like to stay at Sunflower Monastery for a few more days. Here is my room fee; please accept it."

A faint dark green light flashed from the watch on Huang Cao's right hand, and then ten gold coins appeared in his hand.

"Oh dear, that's too kind of you. The Lateran monastery will shelter every pilgrim who wishes to come for pilgrimage, but charging a small fee is within the bounds of the doctrine. So I'll gladly accept your offer."

Sister Lyssa accepted the gold coins with a slightly flushed face, silently increasing the daily food allowance for the young man in front of her.

Ten gold coins are equivalent to two months' harvest at the Sunflower Monastery.

The children this year are so lucky to have met such a kind older brother.

At lunchtime, Huang Cao magically produced all sorts of delicious breads and desserts from her pocket.

Of course, these breads all came from the storage watch of the Evening Huang Cao, who didn't have the time to cultivate plants that could grow desserts.

"Ms. Lyssa, is the monastery short of money?"

"Well, it's much better than the neighboring Landon Monastery. At least we get fuel and food subsidies from the abbey every year. But as you can see, sir, we basically have no labor force here, and our annual output is very limited. We survive entirely on subsidies from the Laterano Church."

"Landon Monastery, what a familiar name."

"That's right. Landon Monastery is quite famous in our area. Every year, it almost gets delisted due to financial problems. It hovers on the verge of bankruptcy almost every day, and no matter what it does, it can't be saved."

That's truly tragic.

After silently mourning for a certain little bird for two minutes, Huang Cao discussed Lateran with Sister Lyssa for a while.

"After talking for so long, may I ask where you are from, Mr. Huang? Judging from your name, it seems you are from the Yan Country."

Sister Lyssa asked curiously, and Huang Cao also realized from this that the Lateran angel in front of her definitely didn't follow international news on a daily basis.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have shown no reaction when they heard their own name called.

"I come from Utopia."

Huang Cao's answer did not offend Lyssa much.

Lyssa nodded. "I knew it. After all, only people from this country are willing to help a strange monastery. Sunflower Monastery has hosted many people from this country before, and they were all very popular with the children."

Due to the expansion of Utopia's territory, there are now very few countries left for Utopia's citizens to travel to, taking into account the needs of joining at that time and the level of development.

Generally speaking, only citizens of countries that have been part of the Utopian world for more than fifty or one hundred years are allowed to take a graduation trip after reaching adulthood.

After all, it's not feasible to have Sargon, who has only recently joined Utopia, also carry out orders from the main city area of Utopia.

To date, only the Gaul, Sarkaz, and Durin have been eligible to participate in the graduation trip.

Oh, and a small group of younger Victorians too.

It seems we need to find a way to change the graduation trip to something else. After unifying Terra, we can change the trip to exploring other planets after a while.

However, Mother Lyssa's impression of utopia did surprise Master Huang.

"I thought Lateran all hated utopias."

Sister Lyssa shook her head. "Most Lateran don't really like the Utopians."

"But there are many exceptions. Although His Holiness the Pope often speaks ill of you, apart from the somewhat dangerous theories you promote, the Utopians don't seem to have done anything actually bad, nor have they made any heretical statements in our country."

Master Huang's people are very law-abiding. Although Lateran's beliefs have many extreme aspects, strictly speaking, they have not reached the point of incurring divine wrath and popular resentment.

I don't understand, but I respect it.

After all, most Lateran people live quite well under this theory, which is enough to prove the power of faith.

"But you Utopians are quite strange. You preach that there are no gods in this world, yet you still created a Yaoshi of Abundance."

Sister Lyssa had heard about the Yaoshi faith from other Utopian people:

"It can only be said that your country is truly ignorant about matters of faith. The dogmas are so simple that they can be perfectly described in a hundred words, and there is not even any artistic output. It's as if they appeared out of thin air. You'd be better off believing in your rulers than in the Yaoshi."

"You don't even have any relevant books. The only thing that can be called a book is the personal biography of your Utopia's Lord, which wasn't even written by him."

Huang Cao felt somewhat embarrassed by what the female angel in front of him said. The doctrine of Abundance was that simple; to bring up unrealistic things would be putting the cart before the horse.

"Most Lateran dislike Utopia, but not to the point of hatred. After all, even His Holiness the Pope is unsure whether Utopia's atheism is a form of heresy, and more importantly, we seem to have no way to deal with you."

"For example, when you conquered Iberia, we dared not say much, and we were in the wrong."

Mother Lyssa felt regretful when she thought about this.

If Lateran had extended a helping hand to Iberia during its time of disaster, perhaps it could have spread its faith far and wide.

Unfortunately, this was impossible, even though Iberia's state religion was also a branch of Laterano Church.

But this country is simply too large; even a god couldn't save it from a nationwide disaster unless God truly intervened.

However, Lateran did act unfairly, because from the beginning to the end of the disaster, Lateran did not provide even a single potato as aid, nor did it even bother to put on a show.

Therefore, even now, many elderly Iberia survivors of the disaster still feel dissatisfied.

Meanwhile, somewhere in Lateran.

The musician fell into deep thought again.

What exactly is the Lateran faith?

Why must we wander through this world like lambs? What is my heart? Are other people's hearts the same as mine?

Will my sorrow evoke empathy and pity from others?

As a renowned cellist in Lateran, Arturo possesses exceptional playing skills and has never received a negative review since his public performances.

But Arturo was never happy because no one could feel the soul in his music; most people just thought it sounded good.

She wanted to play music she believed had soul countless times, but was constrained by laws and moral principles, and struggled almost every time.

Was it the right thing to do to release the other person's deepest desires?

Chapter 545 Pure and Innocent Girl Arturo