Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted-Chapter 95: Hymns

Previously beaten by Loren, the deputy captain was much more obedient this time, obediently leading Loren toward the prison, passing by the church along the way.
"I would like to go to the church for worship, is that possible?"
"Sure, but I have to keep an eye on you."
Looking at the deputy captain's face, Loren wondered if he had been cursed by the God of Confusion, as he truly couldn't grasp the situation at all.
"Welcome, Master Mentor. May the God of Plague bless you."
The moment Loren stepped into the church, the nuns all put down what they were doing and came to greet him.
Simultaneously, their hands traced an arc across their chests. This was the "Plague Rainbow," the symbol of the God of Plague, just like the Bountiful God's "Sprout of New Life." Drawing this symbol over the chest was considered a form of salutation.
These nuns' attire was extremely revealing, and precisely because of this, the festering skin on their bodies was all the more apparent.
The exposed skin all over their bodies was marked with symbols representing plague, emitting a foul stench. Loren instinctively kept his distance from them.
Compared to them, Loren felt the nuns of the Bountiful Church were quite lovely.
"I have come here to worship."
After stating his purpose, the nuns cleared a path for Loren, allowing him to enter the chapel.
Loren closed his eyes, traced the Plague Rainbow over his chest, and softly began to sing a hymn praising the God of Plague:
"Revered God of Plague,
"You are the calamity sweeping across the mortal realm,
"The plague spreading between spirit and soul,
"Please bestow the most extreme pestilence upon this place,
"We wish for all things to return to silence..."
As Loren sang, his entire being became sanctified, emanating an aura of deathly silence. Mosquitoes and insects around him began to converge upon him, swirling around his body.
"A divine miracle! It's a divine miracle!"
Loren's prayer had invoked a divine miracle, a treatment even the Pope had never received.
After finishing the hymn, Loren could feel the God of Plague was very satisfied, even directly granting him an exceptional blessing. The prayer method Loren had developed was a hundred times more effective than the one currently used by the Church.
[Silent Plague]: The plague upon your body will not erupt and will not cause severe physical effects. Resistance to plagues is enhanced.
This blessing was basically something every Plague Believer possessed, but Loren's version was more advanced, adding plague resistance.
Moreover, Loren was a Bountiful believer. This was the first time such a blessing had been granted to a follower of another faith.
However, this blessing wasn't very useful. Loren wasn't going to mess around, so he had no need to worry about plague. Its only use was to resist plague magic.
After witnessing Loren invoke the divine miracle, the nuns all knelt before him, their bodies trembling. Loren suspected that if he so much as glanced at them now, they would climax.
"You... have also composed a hymn for the God of Plague?"
"Yes, unfortunately, just as the hymn was nearing completion, I have to go to prison because I offended the Stern Family.
"I must establish a connection with the deity to compose a hymn, but these people from the Stern Family interrupted it. It's unlikely I'll be able to write the hymn again."
In that instant, the deputy captain felt as if he were being torn to shreds by the nuns' gazes.
Although these nuns appeared fragile and usually behaved like public toilets, allowing anyone to humiliate them,
he was well aware that, no matter what, they were still nuns of the Plague Church, wielders of plague power. Their usual behavior was merely to demonstrate the authority of plague.
If a real fight broke out, any one of them could tear him apart.
"You're quite interesting. You're not afraid of me, but you're afraid of the nuns?"
The deputy captain wasn't stupid, just short-sighted. He didn't understand Loren's true worth, merely seeing him as a Bountiful believer from a small country like Gedlan.
Although he usually threw his weight around using the Stern Family's name, he also knew not to provoke the Church.
In this world dominated by deities, regardless of the country, divine authority far surpassed royal authority, and the Church far surpassed the royal family and nobility.
By now, the deputy captain was starting to panic. He didn't understand why Loren, a Bountiful believer, held such a high status within the Plague Church as well.
But he still remembered his master's orders and, steeling himself, led Loren away.
Once again, just as the nuns were about to take action, Loren stopped them. Loren's target wasn't the deputy captain, nor Helen, but the entire Stern Family.
If you offend someone, you kill their whole family. That's just how things are done.
Driven by fear, the deputy captain's pace grew faster and faster. Without saying another word, he locked Loren in the dungeon.
He didn't search Loren. The Requiem, and even the entire belt of explosives around Loren's waist, were brought inside.
The moment Loren was locked in the cell, the Enforcement Team members fled like startled rabbits.
"New guy, what crime did you commit?"
As soon as the Enforcement Team left, the person in the neighboring cell started talking to Loren.
There were only the two of them in the prison block now, and the other prisoner wore an expression of relief.
"Oh, he said I committed indecent assault, but I don't know who I assaulted."
"Ah, then you're really lucky."
As he spoke, the man sounded weak and listless:
"I'm here for murder. I was passing by a household when I was suddenly arrested. Only after being thrown in here did I learn what crime I committed. Turns out that household was wiped out.
"They beat me for three days, didn't let me sleep for three days, forced me to fabricate a plausible motive and method...
"To prevent the case from being overturned, the death sentence was carried out quickly. Now that you're here, I guess I'll die soon."
"Hey, it's fine. Someone will come to rescue me within half an hour. I'll get you out then."
Loren scanned the cell and found nowhere suitable to sit, so he decided to stand for a while.
Loren estimated the nuns would inform the Bishop of his situation within a minute, the Bishop would inform the Pope within another minute, and the Pope would rush to the palace to interrogate the King within five minutes.
If things went smoothly, Loren would be free in less than ten minutes.
Although the folks in Bardo liked to pass the buck, once their own interests were involved, getting through all these procedures in under ten minutes would be considered slow.
"Heh, I hope so..."
The other prisoner clearly didn't believe Loren's words, letting out a bitter laugh.
"Drink this."
"What is this... Holy shit!"
He had just voiced his question when he saw Loren punch through the wall and hand him a bottle of potion.
"..."
The prisoner swallowed hard. Although he didn't know what Loren was handing him, he knew that facing someone who could punch through walls, whatever was offered, he had to take it.
"Tha..."
After drinking the potion, the prisoner immediately felt much better. But before he could finish his thanks, Loren interrupted him.
"Shh, someone's coming."
Loren saw the dungeon door get kicked open, and then a man wearing a crown charged in, directly sliding to a halt on his knees before Loren. His knees left two trails on the dungeon floor.
"Master Mentor, it's all my fault..."