Oh no! After I Reincarnated, My Moms Became Son-cons!

We didn’t stay at the orphanage for too long since we had to go to the church next. I noticed that the children had already become close to Nier. They were close enough for Nier to allow the boys to touch her sword with a smile on her face. Nier really likes children and she understands how to interact with them. I just wish she could focus her energy on me. After hearing my recount, the dean looked very disappointed. However, I promised him I wouldn’t just give up, and that I would continue trying. I guess that could give him some confidence. To be honest, I don’t really want to keep him waiting like this since I can’t guarantee that I will be able to solve the problem. Being in despair right from the start is better than holding on to hope, only to die in the end.

But how many people can actually withstand holding onto the pain of despair right from the start?

Nier and I bid goodbye to the orphanage and headed to the large church. The church wasn’t built much differently to the gothic design I knew. It was just that it somewhat resembled the palace. It had a hollow square design from a bird’s eye view. In the centre was a circle. It looks like this church can house people. Overhead the spot where you pray in the church was the huge angel-statue. The statue looked the same from below. It looked like a massive clock.

I raised my head up and looked at the grey structure in front of me. The colourful glass illustrated a heroic epic and holy story. People dressed in a red, white and black long robe walked past me with fast steps. There was also a dignified looking young individual dressed in a simple grey long-robe carrying books who walked into the church. Perhaps they were apprentices.

I don’t know what taboos the religions here have, nor do I know what rules the church has. I don’t believe in god, but some overwhelming belief was pushing me, making me question my own religious beliefs. Since everyone here believed in god, it might seem wrong if I don’t.

I can’t think like this. There’s no such thing as deities or gods. We in the working class are most noble.

I stood firm in my belief that god doesn’t exist and then took a big step onto the marble steps. Nier followed behind me. She softly whispered: “Your majesty, remember what you promised me.”

“I know.”

I nodded and stepped into the church. After entering the church, I discovered that the interior was very ordinary. There were just rows of benches and a tall statue of the god at the forefront which was so tall I could only see his chin when I looked up. There were a decent number of people seated at the rows of benches below. They all had their heads lowered and hands clasped. Maybe they were praying.