Chapter 829: Meliati Not Going to School

“Snapped!”

The ruler hit the palm of his hand hard, making a crisp sound.

But the tall girl said nothing, as if she was not in pain.

The nun with a headscarf on her head was soft-hearted and wanted to see if her hands were injured.

But when I looked up and saw that she looked nonchalant, I became even angrier.

“Oh my, you are so tough, you make it seem like I am bullying you?” As soon as the teacher’s voice came out, everyone in the class of Joan of Arc Girls’ School lowered their heads.

If it came to scolding them, Sister Lalisa, who fancied herself a lady teacher, couldn’t bring herself to do it.

But this kind of sarcastic sarcasm makes people feel particularly uncomfortable.

“Tell me, why are you late for half the morning? Do you want me to send a carriage to pick you up?” Sister Lilisa walked around her. “Do you think you are a tyrant?”

Meliati, or Carrie, did not speak, but remained silent.

Sister Lilisa walked back to the podium and said, “I know you are the eldest daughter of an aristocratic family. I can tell.

But what you are reading is the school established specifically for us girls by His Holiness Pope Horn and His Highness Saint Jeanne.

Your family must have taken a lot of effort to get you here, right?
I don’t care what the relationship between your family and the Holy See Education Committee is. Since you are here to receive education, you have to abide by the rules.

Go out and stand there, and reflect on yourself!”

Without much nonsense, Carrie turned around, lowered her head and walked out the door, standing at the door like a door god.

In this school converted from a monastery, people once again recited the beautiful odes from the ancient Airish period.

After the rise of the Holy Way in the Thousand Valleys, one of its major initiatives was to revive the ancient Aiel culture.

Therefore, unlike the classical education in other places, the education in the Holy Alliance uses a large number of translated ancient books from the El Empire.

Carrie, standing at the door, slowly raised her head and looked at the cloudless sky.

It is already March, and after the previous interview with the Canal News, it is estimated that the Holy Alliance has barely managed to hold on to its position.

Although she herself is not happy about it, she probably has to accept this fact.

For a long time to come, she will have to bid farewell to her identity as a despotic princess.

However, Carrie knew that the title of monarch of the Thousand Valley was just a shell.

“Hmph!” Carrie groaned and murmured to herself, “It makes no difference whether the man who holds the core power is called the despot or the pope.”

After nearly two weeks of house arrest following the bloodless winter night, she was persuaded by Horn to go to school.

Originally, Carrie refused to do it at all. In her opinion, this was an insult to her by Horn.

But before leaving, Horn made three rules with her: not to reveal her identity, not to use breathing techniques, and not to cheat by reading minds.

If she could get a passing grade or above at the Jeanne d’Arc Girls’ School, Horn would give her the ordination as head of the Household Department.

The so-called Internal Affairs Department is the new agency to be set up next, which, like the Cheka Department, is directly under Horn himself.

According to the blueprint Horn had drawn for her, the agency would include prison management, the operation of the Trinity Education Corps, and the gendarmerie.

In addition, some mountain knights including Ikawa Shu will be organized into the Internal Guard after review and re-education.

These internal security forces will be responsible for guarding important areas, suppressing riots and combating crime.

The crimes mentioned here refer especially to disciplinary issues among clergy, including corruption and work style issues.

The gendarmerie is responsible for investigating and filing a case, the Ministry of Internal Affairs is responsible for interrogation, the Internal Security is responsible for arrest, and ultimately the trial court will bring public prosecution to the Holy Union Court.

As for political issues such as clergy formalism, over-execution, inaction and buck-passing, they were handled by the Cheka.

If the Holy League wants to expand its territory in the future, the Internal Guard will need to be stationed there to suppress separatism.

Carrie really wanted to eat this cake.

This kind of power is almost at the same level as the royal cardinal, and can also legally control part of the army.

She originally thought that she would be kept under house arrest by Horn for two or three years, and could only come out again when the power of the nobles was almost wiped out.

Thinking of this, Carrie recalled the conversation between them that day.

“You let me return so soon, aren’t you afraid that the nobles will make a comeback?”

“I’m afraid, but with or without you, the devil will come back, it’s just a matter of changing skin.

The Holy Father once said that when judging sinners, it is the sin that is judged, not the person, because the ultimate goal of judgment is redemption.

The purpose of sending you to school is not to make you submit or to judge you, but to redeem you.”

This was probably another one of his made-up stories, but Carrie didn’t believe it.

This must be because he knew that he couldn’t completely control all the power of Qianhe Valley by himself, and he needed my help, so he made up a lame excuse.

Carrie was confused. She had very complicated feelings about Horn.

Horne was so much like her father in his softer aspects that Carrie couldn’t help but feel a sense of closeness.

On the hard side, Horne can use ruthless political means to hit Carrie hard, and then use gentle means to win her over.

But this time she didn’t dare to think that Horn was too naive. The bloodless winter night was still fresh in her mind. This time she was given a chance to make a comeback, and she must not make the same mistake again.

Besides, the situation on the front line is not so easy to fight. Maybe in less than three months, she will be reactivated and sent to the front line.

After all, apart from her and the absolutely loyal Herman, no one could command the mountain knights.

“Ms. Carrie? Ms. Carrie?”

Carrie was still daydreaming about time, but she heard a soft and thin voice lingering in her ears.

She turned her head, but saw only an empty corridor.

It was not until someone patted her waist that she lowered her head and saw a petite nun who was less than 1.6 meters tall.

Although Horn opened several girls’ schools, allowing some women to go to school and learn to read and write.

However, the atmosphere in the Holy League was not yet open enough to allow women, especially those from the middle class or above, to show their faces in public.

The change of concepts and customs cannot be achieved overnight, so even in girls’ schools, students still have to wear nun uniforms.

But this is convenient for Carrie, preventing her witch disease from spreading.

“What’s wrong?” Carrie looked at the little girl indifferently.

“The get out of class is over. Why are you still standing here? Aren’t you tired?”

Carrie then realized that the get out of class was over. She turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the short girl.

“What’s the matter?” Carrie asked again.

The girl cleared her throat and puffed out her nonexistent chest fat. “I’m the prefect, Kuswania. Sister Lilisa asked me to supervise you in completing your moral education.”

“I don’t need any moral points.” Carrie snorted disdainfully. That was the standard for wives and she didn’t have to abide by it.

“But you’ll fail this.”

“I got full marks in all my subjects, how can I fail?”

“If you fail in moral conduct, you will fail even if you get full marks in other subjects…”

“What?” Carrie, who was halfway there, turned back abruptly. “What kind of bullshit rule is this?”

The little nun frowned and said, “Don’t swear. This will also reduce your moral character points.”

Taking a deep breath, Carrie suppressed her anger and asked patiently, “How many moral points do I have left?”

“Sixty… If your swearing just now is counted as moral character score, you have already failed…”

Carrie’s eyes suddenly became dangerous, and the little nun’s fur exploded inexplicably, as if she had seen a tiger. “Fighting will also reduce your moral points. I’m the daughter of a knight!”

Remembering the three rules she had agreed with Horn, Carrie suppressed her anger and said, “I was wrong just now, but can the swear words be counted?”

“No.” Kuswania shook her head. “One thing is one thing. The prefect is appointed by the nun. It can’t be because of… you, what are you going to do? I’m not someone who can be messed with!”

Looking at the angry little nun, Carrie suppressed her anger and said, “Is there any way you can get my moral points back?”

The little nun was relieved. “You have to take an extra confession class at noon. Sister Lelisa asked me to take you there.”

…………

On the way to the confessional, Carrie was still cursing in her heart with gnashing teeth.

Horn must have known that she would make a mistake, so he sent her here on purpose.

Do you really think Horn is trying to redeem herself? Isn’t he still going to train her as his wife and force her to submit?

Along the way, she got a lot of information about this course from Kuswania.

The so-called confession class is actually about sharing and reviewing one’s own wrong behaviors together.

After the self-examination, it is just a lesson of gratitude to sing the hymn of praise to the Holy Grandson.

For the sake of moral points, she had to participate, but don’t even think about asking her to surrender!
He walked into the confessional with his neck stiffened, where three or five nuns were already waiting.

The old lady sitting at the top had a kind face and nodded at the two of them with a smile.

After everyone gathered, Carrie found a corner to sit down, preparing to pretend to be friendly and get away with it.

Isn’t it just acting? She can trick them into crying.

Soon, as everyone arrived, the old lady stood up and took out a copy of Pravda.

“Before today’s confession, I would like to read aloud an article to praise our great sun, His Majesty the Holy Sun Horn.”

Kuswaniya, who was listening in, immediately straightened her back and waited quietly and expectantly.

Carrie spat inwardly.

“… This article, or rather a news report, was published in the latest edition of Pravda. It was called: The Victory of Marenbo, 100,000 Enemies Destroyed!”

“what?!”

Carrie sprang up from her chair.

(End of this chapter)