Chapter 492 Chapter 492 – Holy City
?Holy City.
Before I arrived at this place, my imagination ran wild, imagining what it looked like. I imagined it to be filled with tall buildings and golden colors. No one could blame me for thinking that way.
With Alesia's <Space Magic>, the three of us appeared on a platform, seemingly built to be used for a teleportation point of the Archbishops and the Pope. I heard about this from Sana.
After the teleportation was finished, I couldn't help but mutter in awe.
"Woah..."
The city unfolded before my eyes. The landscape was totally different from the Academy and the Capital City.
Light from sunrise bathed the low-rise buildings that lined in rows, facing the street. A warm glow was reflected from the pool of the water canal. The architecture that put importance to simplicity made this city look beautiful.
The streets, meticulously tended, were made from cobblestone. It was lined perfectly as if the Goddess had placed each stone there. Unfortunately, the flowers along the streets had begun to wither due to the summer heat.
In the distance, far away to the west, a grand church stood tall. While grand, it bore a humility and holiness that reflected the two virtues. Stained glass windows reflected the figure of the Goddess with purple hair, spreading her arms as if she was hugging us and enveloping us in her giant assets.
'Well, she looks exactly like what I imagined.' I smiled.
"How do you like this place, Sir Arthur?" Pope Juriel asked as she smiled softly. Her hair cascaded down as she turned to me.
"This place is beautiful," I said.
Many people looked at me in awe. They didn't hide their respect and bowed respectfully toward me, the Paladin. All of those people either wore priests or nun clothes, the one with a deep slit on the side and an open chest area.
"Heavy?" I asked as I looked at her. Indeed, she looked paler than before, and the hug was actually just her falling on my back.
"She spent a lot of MP the moment we arrived to fortify the barrier."
Alesia was the one who answered my question. She looked at the grand church direction. No, way past that in the distance.
"That was a foolish habit."
There was a kaleidoscope of color, stretching endlessly from one side to another.
"That's the barrier that keeps the monster from the west border away, huh?" I said as I carried Juriel in my arms.
"Fufufu, yes." The Pope giggled playfully even in her situation, "Well, Alesia. My bad habit resulted in me being carried by Sir Paladin. I claim this as a reward for my hard work."
"It's no hard work if you do it to the point you almost fainted, Juriel." I retorted and cast healing magic on her. It slightly cured her, but she still looked a bit sluggish, "I guess healing magic won't work? How about an MP potion?"
"That won't work on me," Juriel shook her head softly, "I am an Angel, albeit on this land. My body's constitution is different from that of normal people. I doubt the MP potion will have an effect on me."
I didn't know anything about Angel or their constitution. But if she, herself, was the one who said that, I also couldn't do anything about it.
"So, what should I do to help you?"
Juriel only smiled at me without saying anything. Her hand caressed my cheek with precision even when she couldn't see the world due to the blindfold.
"I will say this again, Sir Arthur. You're so kind." She said, "Also, just put me in the church. That whole place is similar to a Holy Room to help me recover my MP faster. Fufufu, I shall introduce you to the three Cardinals too."
"Alright." I nodded at her and began to walk.
The three Cardinals, huh? What kind of people were they?