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Chapter 408 Just a Sweeper
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It was already past 2:00 a.m. when Charmaine messaged Celeste to let her know she had safely arrived from Ledo. After a quick wash, she collapsed into bed, ready to sleep for hours.
She didn’t stir until the next morning, when the clock read 11:00 a.m.
Stretching and yawning, Charmaine grabbed her phone and saw a message from Emyr that had come two hours earlier, asking if she was awake.
She leaned back against the headboard and replied lazily, “Just woke up. Why didn’t you sleep in a bit longer?”
Emyr wrote back, “I had the annual corporate summary meeting this morning. Just finished. What do you want to eat?”
Charmaine remembered the food recommendations Celeste had sent her earlier. “I heard Sudbay’s roasted chicken is really good. Want to try it?”
If it’s as good as people say, I can
earn how to make it myself and bring it home for my mentors and Rex to try.
Emyr’s response was quick. “Okay get ready. We’re leaving in 15 minutes.”
Charmaine sent a quick reply and jumped out of bed, got dressed and ready in a hurry.
Once they were in the car, they exchanged a few casual words. But soon, Charmaine spotted a huge natural stone barrier ahead.
Engraved deeply in the stone were three powerful words, Mount Hyrul Monastery.
Mount Hyrul Monastery was a well–known name in Valasia, with a long history and a steady flow of believers throughout the year.
Charmaine raised an eyebrow, confused. “I thought we were going for roasted chicken? Why are we headed to a monastery?”
Emyr’s face remained expressionless, his voice calm as ever. “The best roasted chicken in all of Sudbay is served at the monastery.”
Charmaine stared at him, her eyes wide in disbelief.
Elsewhere in the city, the Nelson family had been up early, performing their religious rituals. After two hours of praying, they ate a light vegetarian meal before retreating to the back hall to rest.
After Leah kneeled for nearly two hours, her calves started to go numb, almost losing all feeling.
She glanced around, feeling a touch of bitterness as she saw Valda and Olympia continuing their praying. They were so focused and pious that Leah rolled her eyes in disdain, lowering her gaze.
What good is all this praying? Isn’t my Divine Fortune more useful than any of this?
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Leah quickly replaced her pout with a bright smile, lifting her head. “Where are we going, Dad?”
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Willard gave a serious nod, his voice thick with meaning. “I’m taking you to meet someone. Because of him, you and I have the bond we do.”
Leah was puzzled, but she followed Willard out of the hall without question,
They walked across the main hall and through a door located in the west, they entered a small annex.
At the entrance to the annex, a group of people stood, watching expectantly. As soon as they saw Willard and Leah, their sharp eyes turned toward them, scrutinizing their every move.
Willard didn’t acknowledge them. He walked straight past them, heading into the courtyard.
It was cold on the mountain, and a young monk was sweeping snow off the ground.
Willard stepped forward and folded his hands together, bowing slightly. “Is Abbot Blaer in the hall?”
The young monk returned the bow. “The abbot has an appointment today. Please come back another time, sir.”
Just then, someone called out from outside the annex. “Are you here to consult with the abbot as well? You should come out and wait with us. You might still get a chance to meet him. Don’t disturb his peace by entering.”
Willard sneered coldly, unimpressed with their suggestion.
Who are they to compare themselves to me?
He turned back to the young monk. “Abbot Blaer only receives visitors on the 15th of each month. I don’t want to disturb him. I just need to confirm one thing with him.”
He paused, his face sincere, his voice dropping to a quieter tone. “Ask him if he remembers me—18 years ago, I came here, and he helped me. He guided me and protected my family from disaster.”
The young monk bowed once more, but this time, he shook his head. “The abbot has given specific instructions. Please return, sir.”
Willard’s face darkened slightly, his patience wearing thin.
He’s just a sweeper. How dare he disregard me!
Leah, standing off to the side and watching, saw her father holding back his anger, and a sly glint appeared in her eyes.
She took a few steps forward and gently tugged at the monk’s robe, flashing a sweet, innocent smile.
“You might be new here and haven’t met us before. We’re the Nelsons of Eragos. My father, Willard, is the head of our family, and he’s an old friend of the abbot. Could you please do us a favor and askim for us?”
Leah was confident, knowing she looked particularly charming today. She believed no young monk full of youthful energy could possibly turn down her soft–spoken request.
