"Thank you Saintess Hall, thank you Saintess Hall."
After understanding all this, Nana could no longer control his emotions.
Excitement, ecstasy, grievance, gratitude... countless emotions were intertwined and turned into hot tears, rushing out of her eyes.
While shedding tears, she knocked her forehead hard on the ground, making a "dong dong" sound. It seemed that only in this way could she express the overwhelming gratitude in her heart at this moment.
At this moment, it is no longer important that Xia Die is Holy Spirit Cult Saintess.
In her heart, as long as her parents can rest in peace, Xia Die is her biggest benefactor in this life.
Seeing Nana's eyes red and face full of tears, Elder Lin left excitedly, and silence returned to the room again.
Feiyan, who had been silent and seemed to blend in with the surrounding environment, finally made some moves.
She covered her mouth and let out a chuckle like a silver bell, her scarlet eyes shining with joy and teasing.
"Hehehe... You have learned the ways of being a servant well, my little Xia Die."
Feiyan's voice had a lazy smile.
"A simple sentence turned a potential enemy into the most loyal dog. This girl is quite talented, but I'm afraid she will be devoted to you in the future."
In the room, the breeze that the girl brought when she left still lingers in the air, as well as the faint smell of tears and dust.
"My Majesty... that's right."
Xia Die's voice was very soft, as if he was just talking to himself.
She picked up the slightly cold cup of tea on the table, but did not drink it. She just watched the tea leaves slowly unfolding in the water, with no ripples reflected in her purple eyes.
She shook her head.
That's not a well-thought-out technique.
She just wanted to do that. At that moment, her humanity made her feel a fleeting pity for the girl named Nana.
She was never a good person.
But occasionally, showing a little harmless kindness is like accumulating a little bit of illusory virtue.
Besides, Nana's talent is really good.
In an environment like Holy Spirit Cult created by distorted doctrines and bloody methods, the fact that he can still maintain his deep hatred and persistence in family love is in itself a proof of his mental toughness.
If this tenacity is used in cultivation, the achievements will be far beyond those of those lunatics who only know how to kill.
More importantly, this is someone she knows.
Even if it's only one-sided.
Today, she granted Nana's parents peace of mind. This kindness has been deeply nailed into Nana's soul.
From now on, even if Nana still hates the entire Holy Spirit Cult, his gratitude to her, Saintess, will always outweigh his hatred.
A chain of absolute loyalty has been forged.
Not long after, that Elder Lin hurriedly returned to the room.
Just behind him, the figure of Nana also appeared again.
She changed out of an old saint's robe and put on a clean maid's uniform.
The tears on her face were not dry, and her eyes were still red and swollen, but her entire mental outlook was completely different from before.
The fear and numbness that penetrated my bones disappeared, replaced by a kind of piety and determination.
There was a "pop" sound.
Nana knelt down heavily on the ground. This time, there was no hesitation or coercion in her movements, but a complete surrender from the heart.
She touched her forehead to the ground, burst into tears, and said intermittently:
"Thank you... Thank you very much for Your Majesty Saintess Hall's kindness. From now on, Nana's life belongs to His Highness... Nana is willing to work hard for Your Highness, even if he has to die."
"Just be your maid, I don't need cattle or horses here."
Xia Die finally put the tea cup down with a crisp soft sound.
A faint smile appeared on her face, she looked at Nana kneeling on the ground and said:
"You are sad and happy today, your mind is agitated, and your mental state is not good. We have nothing to do with you here for the time being. Go back and rest first, and come back tomorrow to listen to me."
She could clearly sense that Nana's spirit had gained great relief because her parents' souls had rested, but she had also fallen into deep sorrow because of the eternal separation.
This kind of complex mixture of emotions is not a good thing for a Soul Master.
"Yes...Nana resigned."
Nana is not disobedient in the slightest.
Every sentence under the Saintess Hall is like an oracle to her.
She kowtowed heavily again, then slowly stood up, walked backwards respectfully and left the room.
As Nana left, the atmosphere in the room changed instantly.
The imperceptible smile melted away from Xia Die's face like ice and snow, and the air seemed to drop a few degrees along with it.
She raised her purple eyes and looked at Elder Lin, who had been standing bowed.
"Elder Lin, Lord Mingde Hall, what do you say?"
Elder Lin's heart skipped a beat.
He quickly lowered his head and reported respectfully:
"Reporting to the Saintess Hall, Sun Moon Empire... it has been settled. Mirror Hall Master Hongchen has agreed. When Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy starts the new semester, Saintess Hall you will join the college directly in the name of a transfer student."
He paused, seemed to be organizing his words, and continued:
"And, he also promised... to reserve a place for you to participate in this continent's senior Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament... reserve team."
"Very good."
Xia Die's fingertips tapped lightly on the table, making regular "da, da" sounds. Every syllable seemed to be tapping on Elder Lin's heart.
"It seems that mirror Hall Master Hongchen is a very talkative person."
Hearing Xia Die's half-smiling comment, Elder Lin's head almost buried itself in his chest, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
Easy to talk to?
That Mingde Hall master, Sun Moon Empire Soul Engineer's Taishan Beidou, Ninth-Level Soul Engineer Jing Hongchen, how can he be an easy talker?
If Supreme Cult Leader had not personally summoned Supreme Cult Leader and issued an order directly to Jing Hongchen through the highest level of the Sun Moon Imperial Family, I am afraid that he would not even have the chance to see him, let alone Regardless of whether Holy Spirit Cult or Death Saintess, whose identity is so sensitive, joins Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy, whom he regards as a treasure, he even has to give him a place to represent the college in the competition.
The game and pressure involved are far beyond what can be described in just one word.
Elder Lin was slandering in his heart, but he did not dare to express it in his mouth. He could only bite the bullet and continue:
"Saintess Hall Xia Mingjian, it's just... Although Jing Hall Master Hongchen agreed to your admission, he also put forward a corresponding condition."
"Conditions?"
Xia Die's fingers tapping on the table stopped.
"Yes."
Elder Lin felt the pressure doubled, and he swallowed hard.
"He said that the reserve team quota of the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy is never awarded to incompetent people. If you want to get this quota, you must... prove your strength and be worthy of this honor."