I Like This Dream!

The sinner Anna Sullivan still knows nothing about her fate. She is in a deep sleep.

To be precise, she fell into a coma. For most superpowers who use forbidden drugs to awaken, the pain will last for a long time, even for a lifetime. Many superpowers who successfully awakened committed suicide soon after because they could not bear the pain. Miss Anna should have felt the pain of pins and needles in her head, causing her to toss and turn - however, she had been pain-free since the day she was born.

Her body went into shock to protect itself, but her mind knew nothing about it. Lucky Anxu fell asleep for a long time, until hunger woke her up from her sleep.

Anxu found herself on a carriage, and the bumps quickly woke her up. She opened her eyes and was confused for a moment, looking at her hands to make sure that the strange dream was still not over. She breathed a sigh of relief and sat up, startled by the figure so close at hand.

The carriage was not big. Anxu was lying on a long soft bed on one side. A man wearing a coarse khaki robe was sitting opposite, looking at her silently.

"Who are you?" An Xu asked.

The other party ignored her.

"I'm Ann," she said tentatively, "Is there anything to eat?"

The other party still ignored her.

An Xu touched his nose and was hit in the face by the handcuffs. Alas, she had forgotten all about it. If you look carefully, you can see that the man sitting opposite also has shackles on his hands and feet, and his feet are still bare. "Brother, you look worse than me?" An Xu exclaimed. The other party glared at her, took out a yellow-covered book, and started reading.

An Xu asked for trouble, opened the curtains and looked out the window. The surrounding scenery was receding at a speed similar to that of riding a bicycle. At this speed, An Xu's body was numb, and the several layers of soft cushions under him were useless. The man opposite him sat directly on the bench without cushions, and was double-imaged. Even his straight face looked funny.

The dirt road was full of potholes, and it looked like it had been burned on both sides. There were no trees, and it was the same wasteland. Anxu looked at it for a while and then closed the curtain again.

It’s so boring, she thought. Carriage is a common transition CG in classical games, but who can really experience the days and nights of moving around the map? Could it be that I need to use lightning to clear the screen again? She began to concentrate on summoning thunder and lightning. As soon as she started working hard, she felt dizzy and the world was spinning.

An Xu did not faint, but only lost consciousness for a few seconds. She groped the carriage floor in a daze, feeling heat under her nose. She stretched out her hand and wiped it, and there was blood on her hand.

"The most merciful and merciful Supreme God, the King of the sky and the earth, rules over all living things on the earth. I am a sinner, born of my Lord..." another person said loudly.

She glanced at him inexplicably and tried to get up, but failed. Her right foot always couldn't bear the strength and would definitely become weak when she stood up. An Xu pinched his right foot and felt a clicking sound there.

"...Since you are willing to suffer for sinners like us, you can atone for my heavy sins!" the man said like a chant. An Xu looked at him with a crazy look, and climbed back onto the small bed little by little.

The man frowned deeply at An Xu's behavior. He opened the parchment book in his hand and began to recite prayers continuously. His impression of Anxu was similar to Anxu's view of him. The ascetic monk Leoport thought to himself, this sinner is so crazy that he would rather endure the severe pain of broken bones than repent. Doesn't she know the person sitting next to her? Can it solve her pain?

An Xu really doesn't know.

Anna Sullivan is able to live to this day without suffering from painless disease, thanks to the Sullivan family's wealth and power, which specially allows healers (that is, people with healing powers) to provide personal protection and treatment, and brush it every day. A recovery spell. In the past, Anna naturally understood that the person who wore the rosary on the left hand was a healer, but An Xu didn't know which hand ordinary people should wear the rosary on.

By the morning of the third day, Leoport had begun to be surprised by the girl's terrifyingly tenacious will. They traveled all the way, and no one was assigned to take care of the young lady except the ascetic in the car. The determined ascetic Leo Porter never treated her because of her unrepentance.

He had made up his mind that as long as this young lady did not repent to God, he would not listen to any of her requests. However, Miss Sullivan had not spoken to him since that first day. She eats by herself, washes herself, and doesn't ask for help even if she can't do anything. The injured leg she had been dragging had become highly swollen, her face was stained with blood (nosebleeds still dripped suddenly from time to time), and her once white dress was filthy. This was not something a pampered noble could endure, but she endured it.

What's even more frightening is that she is still locked up by "God's Punishment".

Sinful psychics and ascetics wear shackles called Divine Punishment, which curb their powers. Once the power is awakened, using it is as natural as a bird spreading its wings. How can an eagle endure the pain of not being able to fly? The feeling of having one's powers blocked is like being tied up and blindfolded. Even the ascetic Leo Porter spent several weeks to get rid of the anxiety and pain. How could she be indifferent to this, as if she was just an ordinary person? ?

What a stubborn soul lives in Miss Sullivan's frail body?

On the fourth day Leoport had reached the end of his endurance, whether out of pity or fear for the strength of an ungodly soul. He thrust the Bible into Miss Sullivan's hand and motioned for her to recite the Penitential Scripture. Miss Sullivan looked down at her book and then up at him, infuriatingly confused.

"Repent!" He ordered in a rough voice, "Only repentance can make your soul lighter!"

"Why do I need a very light soul?" The girl laughed, her movements were too big, her head shook, and a line of blood flowed from her nose. Leoport realized that if he didn't treat her today, he might have violated the bishop's expectations and let her die.

"Read it!" He could only say bluntly, "That can relieve your pain."

The girl suddenly understood and nodded, but not as Leoport expected. She glanced at the page and closed it, handing it back with a smile that stung the ascetic's eyes.

Reciting scriptures sincerely can alleviate the bondage of divine punishment, but she refused to speak! Did she expect that her chanting would be insincere, or was she just issuing a provocation?

This cunning sinner probably knew that the ascetic monk had to keep her alive. Leoport's heart sank. That deceptive and innocent smile was not only hateful, it had become terrifying. An eldest lady who had never suffered for a day killed her whole family. She could endure great pain and was unwilling to repent. She even took advantage of the bishop's kindness to force a believer who had no good feelings towards her to save her! Is she trampling on God’s authority in this way? Leoport's hands, which had become extremely steady during the penance, trembled, and he wanted to disobey the order and strangle this young and terrifying figure.

But he still took off the shackles and placed his hands on the girl's legs. He had to keep his teeth tight and not let out any hint of frustration. The bishop was kind to him, and the ascetic's loyalty to the bishop was second only to his treatment of the gods. He cannot betray the trust of the bishop and must take good care of sinners, even if they are shattered to pieces.

"Can you take this one off?" An Xu asked curiously, "Can you take off mine too? It's really inconvenient."

The ascetic gave her a stern look.

An Xu didn't know what the nagging ascetic monk was thinking. He held the swollen leg bitterly and muttered something, and soon his body became much lighter. This is the priest's healing skill. Although there was no pain, Anxu felt a lot more comfortable after the treatment. She looked at the book that had returned to the other person's arms with greedy eyes, and thought to herself, if the "lightening of the soul" was a real effect, she would really miss it.

But, haha, first she has to know the words.

An Xuyu remembered that when he was in middle school, he dreamed before the big exam that he joined a secret service organization to steal the answers to the exam papers, and after a near-death experience, he actually stole them. She stepped on the corpses of her classmates to break through the defense line, and with tears in her eyes opened the answer sheet soaked in blood and tears. She saw that it was densely packed with words, and she didn't recognize any of them. The same thing happened in the confession letter in the dream, the game guide in the dream, and the cold CP book that I grabbed in the dream (eh). So there was a skill book in front of her, but the content was all garbled. It wouldn't be sad if she got used to it...

She showed a grateful smile to the priest who helped her treat her (the equipment was much lower than the bishop's level, it was almost a novice outfit), but the priest's expression turned even worse. Is there something on my face? An Xu thought strangely, could it be that before I noticed, the character had changed from a cute loli face to something blindingly ugly?

Miss Sinner didn't have time to test it, and fell into a coma due to lack of energy.