Irene was not slow. The day after she got Zayen's permission, she brought Fafna to Zayen's manor.
This was the first time Jenn met Fafna after taking her in. On the surface, this Priestess was no different from the others. But compared to the first time they met, Fafna was a little more mature.
Perhaps it was because she had finally found a new place to stay, but the uneasiness and hesitation that Jenn felt from her had weakened a lot.
Thinking of this, Zayen collected his thoughts and smiled at the girl in front of him.
"Long time no see, Fafna. How have you been?"
"Thanks to you, everything has been fine, Sir Overlord."
Fafna replied calmly as usual to Jenn's question.
"Everyone treats me well and I like it here. It's just that they have some misunderstandings about the Nine Saints, which makes me a little sad …"
At Fafna's reply, Zayen glanced at Iorient, who shook her head helplessly with a bitter smile.
Irene didn't explain to Jenn that Fafna didn't get along well with the others, and the biggest reason was her devout faith in the Nine Saints.
This was extremely rare in the monastery. Even though the Witch's Children had different personalities, their hatred for the Gods was the same.
Fafna was the only exception. Perhaps because she was raised by the Church, she didn't hate the Nine Saints as much as the others.
This also made many Witch's Children dislike Fafna. If it weren't for Irene looking after her, perhaps Fafna's days would have been even more difficult.
Seeing Irene's hint, Zayen nodded, then he changed his posture and sat on the chair.
"So then, Fafna, do you think you're doing the right thing?"
"This …"
Fafna was taken aback by Jenn's question. She pondered in silence for a few moments and nodded.
"I think that it's most likely not wrong."
Jenn wasn't surprised by Fafna's answer. She seemed quiet and introverted on the outside, but in reality, she was soft on the outside and hard on the inside.
Once he decided on something, even eight bulls might not be able to pull him back.
Even in the face of Jenn's question, Fafna didn't think that her thoughts were wrong. This showed her character.
If it was someone else, they probably wouldn't waste so much time talking about it.
But Jenn obviously wouldn't allow Fafna to persist. After all, it wasn't a good thing to have a Grand Priestess of the Nine Holies on his side.
But as long as her thoughts were changed, as long as Fafna's innermost weakness and flaw could be guided, her way of thinking could be changed.
And this was what Jenn was best at.
Thinking of this, Jenn glanced at Irene beside him, knowing that this was also an opportunity.
Ever since he started collecting the Witch's Children, he had given them a lot of convenience in terms of food, clothing, housing, and transportation.
But this alone wasn't enough. The most important thing was to 'educate' the Witch's Children.
In the past, Jenn didn't do this because the timing wasn't right. Besides, even though the Witch's Children were young, they had experienced countless sufferings and were more mature and sensible than ordinary people. While other people's children were still playing around all day, they had basically formed a complete set of life values.
Even though they looked like children, their maturity wasn't inferior to that of adults. If one were to really educate them as children, it would definitely be fruitless.
That was why Jenn first let them experience it personally, and then wait for the right time to change their thoughts.
On the contrary, Fafna, who grew up in the church, was still a child.
"So, you think that other people's way of thinking is wrong?"
"Isn't that the case?
Sir Overlord? "
Fafna tilted her head in confusion when she heard Jenn's question.
In response to her question, Zayen chuckled.
"Of course not, Fafna. After all, you don't understand them.
What meaning do the Nine Saints have to them? "
"This …"
Fafna was speechless when she heard Jenn's question. She didn't expect that Jenn would actually ask her such a strange question.
Frankly speaking, Fafna didn't even think about the meaning of the Nine Saints' existence. To her, the Nine Saints' existence was as natural as the sun rising and the moon setting. What meaning could there be?
"You've never thought about this, have you, Fafna?
You see, why are they loathed, hated, and even abandoned by the world?
Can they only come here?
It's precisely because they are called the Forsaken by God. In most people's eyes, they are ominous existences abandoned by God.
That's why they are hated since birth. This is also why they don't like the Nine Saints.
Because if God didn't exist, they wouldn't be regarded as omens, and they wouldn't wander the streets, be hated, and even be abandoned by their biological parents.
So, why can't they be dissatisfied with the Nine Saints? "
"But, but …"
Fafna was clearly hesitant. If Jenn had said these things to her when they first met, Fafna probably wouldn't have taken it to heart.
But she had lived in the monastery for some time and understood the other Witch's Children. She knew that their previous lives weren't easy, even worse than the beggars on the streets.
That was why every time she defended the Nine Saints, she would receive malicious words from the other Witch's Children.
"Only a bootlicker like you would say something like that!
You have no idea how much suffering we've suffered since birth because of those damned Gods!
You don't understand at all! "
This was something Fafna had heard from the mouth of another Witch's Child during a quarrel.
At the time, she had felt very pained, sad that these people didn't respect God.
But now that she heard Jenn say this, their hatred wasn't without reason, but was justified. Indeed, she couldn't imagine that a person would experience so much suffering because of their birth.
In the past, Fafna had thought that her sufferings were tragic enough.
But after listening to them, Fafna realized that her little bit of suffering was nothing.
At the very least, under the protection of the old bishop, she had a place to shelter her from the wind and rain, and she had three meals a day.
But these children of witches couldn't even find a place to stay, let alone shelter from the wind and rain.
Even the darkest corners of the world refused to let them in.
They could only hide in the surrounding woods, and although there were no humans in those places, there were all kinds of terrifying beasts.
Moreover, these Witch's Children were born with disabilities and were inferior to ordinary people. Even wild dogs dared to strut around in front of them.
If they hid in those remote and uninhabited places, they would only end up as food for the wolves.
Not only that, but three meals a day was also an extravagant hope for the Witch's Children. Let alone three meals a day, even one meal every three days was rare for them.
No one was willing to give them food, for fear that coming into contact with the forsaken would cause them to be infected with the God's curse.
And even if they were lucky enough to snatch a bit of food, it would be snatched away by the other beggars.
Although the beggars helped each other, they didn't care about the forsaken. It should be said that they didn't see the forsaken as humans at all.
Not to mention on the streets, it was the same for Irene who grew up in an orphanage. Although the orphanage prepared meals for her, every time it was mealtime, her food would be snatched away by the other orphans. Irene could only rely on licking the food scraps off the plates to survive.
The orphanage's manager might scold other people who fought for food, but Irene and the others didn't care at all. Even if her food was snatched right in front of them, they would pretend they didn't see it. Who knew, they might even be thinking of how to starve her to death.
It could be said that the forsaken couldn't even compare to the poorest, lowliest, and dirtiest group of people on the Klein Continent.
They couldn't even compare to goblins. After all, even goblins could rob houses when they gathered in groups.
Besides, even though goblins didn't have much backbone and would worship a Mage who shot fireballs as a god, there were very few cases of internal strife.
They couldn't even compare to goblins. This was the current situation of the forsaken on the Klein Continent.
To be honest, after experiencing so many things, it was only natural for their temperaments to be extreme.
If they could still be calm and have no desires, they could simply cultivate to become immortals.
After hearing about the tragic experiences of her sisters, Fafna realized that she was indeed too naive. But after all, everyone was young and it wasn't easy to convince each other.
And now, even her respected Sir Overlord said so, which left Fafna bewildered. She didn't know how to respond.
"I understand your thoughts, but I don't think they're correct, Fafna."
Looking at Fafna's uncertain expression, Jenn chuckled and continued.
He had already noticed that Fafna was a little flustered. She was still a child, after all, and when it came to calamities, she was still a child.
Fafna's trivial matter wasn't even worth mentioning compared to the other forsaken.
"The Nine Sages are nothing to us. Fafna, you have to remember that the gods are always high above.
If we want to live a good life, we have to rely on ourselves.
Praying for the blessings of the gods all day won't yield any good results. Look at the people of this world, nothing they want falls from the sky and smashes onto their heads.
If you want to eat, you have to plant crops and not wait for meat pies to fall from the sky.
If you want to protect yourself, you have to learn magic swordsmanship and not wait for others to save you.
If you don't work hard, don't count on those irrelevant things.
The forsaken are able to persevere until now not because of me, nor because of the guidance of the gods, but because they worked hard to survive. Isn't that right? "
At this point, Zayen saw Fafna's expression change, and knew that she recalled the incident in the Castle of Ice.
On the other hand, Irene's gaze wavered. Evidently, Jenn's words were in line with her thoughts to a certain extent.
Although the forsaken had encountered many hardships, it was precisely because of this that they were self-reliant and self-reliant.
They had to rely on themselves and not others for everything. This was also the reason why Irene and the others were able to endure Patrina's hellish training with all their might. In their opinion, they had enjoyed so many benefits, so they had to give something in return.
This was also another reason why many of the Witch's Children disliked Fafna. Compared to the others, Fafna was clearly not proactive enough in this aspect.
She was used to being sheltered in the church, so she did the same in Jenn's monastery.
But in the eyes of the other Witch's Children, Fafna didn't know the gravity of things and was a lazy bug who liked to enjoy life.
"Let's stop here for today."
Seeing Fafna's constantly changing expression, Jenn knew that she was wavering in the depths of her heart. But going too far was as bad as not going far enough, so it was better to stop here.
That was why he dropped this topic and switched to the main topic.
"By the way, I heard from Irene that you seem to be looking for something?"
"Yes, Sir Overlord …"
Hearing Zayen's question, Fafna, who was a little upset, lowered her head and answered in a low voice.
"Oh?
Do you know what you're looking for? "
"… I'm sorry, I'm not too sure …"
"Do you know where it is?"
"Yes …"
Fafna lifted her head and nodded. She extended her hand and pointed to the right side of Jenn's desk.
"It's there."
Hearing Fafna's answer, Zayen looked in the direction of her finger and raised an eyebrow.
Fafnna was pointing at the two fate tablets he had placed there.