Thinking of it, Sister Vanya immediately put down the work in her hands and began to pray while sitting in her chair. Since this prayer was for the purpose of slacking off, it was obviously not very focused.
'Lord... Should I eat Faloo steak later? Or Vivito mixed noodles?'
In fact, praying during breaks from reading the secret transmission was to strengthen faith and resist the potential slight influence of Spirit Sight. In the past, Vanya would never have dared to be negligent during such prayers.
But since receiving Aka's enlightenment, she would read other secret transmissions herself every day and then pray to Aka. She understood that as long as she prayed to Aka, any Spirit Sight could be eliminated. This also made her prayers during reading breaks a bit lax, and she would often zone out.
Just like this, Vanya prayed while thinking about what to eat for dinner, seemingly still hoping to receive enlightenment. At this moment, a figure slowly approached her from a distance without Vanya noticing.
"Oh, Sister Vanya, you're praying again."
Suddenly, a male voice sounded behind Vanya. Vanya was slightly startled by this voice, then immediately turned around. She then saw a middle-aged man beside her wearing a black clerical robe, with a receding hairline, smiling kindly at him.
"Dea- Deacon Kirk!? When did Captain come?"
Looking at the cleric beside her, Vanya said with some surprise. The person in front of her was none other than the head of the Historical Scripture Department, Vanya's direct superior, Intermediate Deacon Kirk.
"Haha, Captain just arrived. I just saw that Sister Vanya has been praying a bit more often these past few days, and the prayer time seems a bit long, so I came over to ask. What? Is something wrong? Are Captain feeling any discomfort?"
Looking at Vanya in front of him, Kirk said with a tone of concern. Under normal circumstances, his words could be understood as feeling the discomfort caused by Spirit Sight, which is why Captain was praying so frequently. However, Vanya's situation was clearly not like this; she had just been slacking off too much these past two days.
"Ah ha... It's nothing, Deacon Kirk. I don't feel any obvious discomfort. I just had a little enlightenment while studying the scriptures recently, and I felt that the saints are even more magnificent in my heart, and my admiration for them is even greater than before. So, without realizing it, the time and frequency of my prayers have become a little longer and more frequent. If it affects my work, I will correct it immediately."
Scratching her head, Vanya smiled awkwardly and said to Kirk, who nodded in response.
"Nothing wrong? That's good... It seems the rumors I've heard from others recently are true. Sister Vanya, who survived the disaster in Bishop Deekt's tomb, has even firmer faith. This is truly a good thing."
"Uh... Not at all..."
Vanya responded shyly, and Kirk finally spoke to Vanya.
"Well then, I'll go look at other places now. Sister Vanya, if you encounter any situation outside of work, you can come find me anytime."
After speaking, Kirk turned and left, while Vanya looked thoughtfully at Kirk's back.
'Phew... Good thing I managed to fool him. But then again, Brother Kirk seems to have been paying a lot of attention to our on-site work recently. In the past, he seemed to prefer doing academic research in the office.'
Vanya thought this, and not long after, she shook her head. Since she was caught by her superior, she did not continue praying while thinking about what to eat after work, but instead continued to work.
'Being interrupted while being lazy is so annoying... But never mind, I'll be off work in half an hour.'
Thinking this, Vanya shifted her attention back to the work instrument and began to read the secret transmission in the metal box again.
Within the very limited field of vision provided by the instrument, Vanya began to read the secret transmission with considerable difficulty. Since she could only read two or three letters at a time, it took her a lot of effort to finish a complete sentence.
...
"The merciful Holy Mother symbolizes great maternal love, is the embodiment of the Save the World's motherhood, representing all mothers... We are all born from the blood and water of our mothers' wombs, therefore, when offering sacrifices to the Holy Mother, we should worship our birth mothers as idols, and drip our birth mothers' blood into the cup to drink. When blood and wine are mixed, I am with the Holy Mother just as I am with my birth mother... I am from my birth mother's womb just as I am from the Holy Mother's womb..."
...
'What kind of otherworld heresy is this again...'
Looking at a sentence on the secret transmission, Vanya thought to herself. In her position, she usually saw many otherworld secret transmissions, structured from various angles regarding the Save the World and the saints. It was obvious that this one was an otherworld secret transmission written about the Holy Mother.
'Although the Holy Mother has the theme of 'motherhood' in it, the most crucial theme is the indiscriminate 'redemption' and 'forgiveness'. 'Motherhood' is relatively secondary. This article elevates the Holy Mother's 'motherhood' to the main level and forcibly connects it with everyone's birth mother... Definitely otherworld...'
Looking at the secret transmission under the instrument, Vanya thought this. Since she had believed in the Holy Mother since she was a child, and had studied the theology of the orthodox Holy Mother faction after entering the Historical Scripture Department, she could see the problem with this otherworld secret transmission at a glance.
Although the Holy Mother faith in the orthodox Shining Light Church Three Saints faction includes motherhood, it does not emphasize it. The key lies in redeeming all people and forgiving all sins.
After reading the sentence on the secret transmission, Vanya unceremoniously recorded her definition of this secret transmission in the classification notebook next to her.
"Holy Mother faction otherworld secret transmission, distorted doctrine."
...
Time flew by, and a few dozen minutes passed quickly. The Historical Scripture Department's closing time finally arrived. Impatient, Vanya and her church friend and colleague walked out of the spacious room at the work site and into the night sky that had already turned dark.
The moment she came out of the workplace, Vanya walked quickly straight towards the direction of the cafeteria. Her steps were fast, even approaching a jog. At this moment, Vanya's eyes were very firm, and her destination was only one: the cafeteria.
Since the Archbishop explicitly prohibited anyone from running in the Church District, Vanya could only rely on her excellent speed walking ability to get the food she desired. Recently, perhaps due to her frequent use of the "Cup" Spirit, Vanya's physique seemed to have improved significantly. She arrived at the cafeteria before most people by speed walking.
'Lord... Thank Captain for Captain's grace, allowing me to have the food I desire today...'
Looking at the empty and spacious cafeteria with not many people yet, Vanya prayed inwardly with gratitude. After a brief hesitation, she came to a steak shop, preparing to have steak for dinner today.
After ordering the type of steak, the staff member asked Vanya.
"Sister, how would Captain like Captain's steak cooked?"
Listening to the staff member's words, Vanya wanted to answer medium-well, which she usually ate, but what came out of her mouth was...
"I'll have it rare, thank you."
After speaking, Vanya suddenly covered her mouth.
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