Chapter 165 - 126: Deep into the Night (IV)
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"You’re late, Constance, my sister."
Malin followed behind Constance and heard his words. He looked up to see an elder woman stepping out from the dark streets, her hair white, her face wrinkled, but her erect posture and sturdy breastplate suggested her strength was inconsistent with her appearance.
"Constance, my brother... your new little follower?" The sister said with a smile as she walked up to her brother: "The touring Bishop Singer from the Church of the God of Wealth came to me, telling me about the situation at the Church of the God of Wealth, so I hurried over with people."
"Then he’s lucky, for if he had stepped in there, he would have been as good as dead." Constance turned his head and waved to Malin: "Malin, come, let me introduce you. This is Constance, my sister, the daughter of the parents who adopted me."
"There’s no need to add that last sentence every time you introduce someone, my brother." Constance smiled as she spoke.
"It’s a habit. When I was young, every time I referred to you as my sister, people were curious about the differences in our hair color. Now we are both old, and I can’t kick the habit." Constance extended his hand and embraced his sister: "Today, we face our dire straits together."
"Indeed, my brother, we face the dire straits together." After embracing her brother, the elder woman looked down at Malin: "You’re called Malin, a child of the Church of the Harvest Goddess, then you must be the bearer of the Holy Artifact. Sorry, my dear, you’ve had to see such an unsightly side of the city."