Serena was tired of waiting for the Priestess and paced impatiently; while Santiago was reading a book that the rest of the nuns had given him.
"What are you doing reading?" The girl asked.
"Those nuns gave it to me, they said it would help me understand the importance of my work as your squire," he replied, looking away from the book.
"Do you really think what they said is true?"
"We can't deny the fact that we were in class and were transported to another world."
"Well, that doesn't mean I'm a heroine."
"What you say is usually the dialogue of a heroine who has just been told that she is a heroine and has to save the world," said the boy.
"But..."
"The Priestess has arrived," a nun reported, interrupting the conversation.
Serena was quick to talk to her and ask her why she had taken so long to arrive.
The Priestess was a girl dressed in a white robe with golden edges stained with mud and wearing an amulet with a strange symbol around her neck.
"Why did you take so long?" Serena asked without noticing how the Priestess was doing.
"I got into trouble with some nice guys," the girl replied with a smile.
"Have they done something inappropriate to you!?" Asked one of the nuns, concerned upon hearing that and influenced by the appearance of the clothes.
"No, no, as I said they were very nice and funny," she explained still with a smile. "We played a game where I was a victim and they were going to bury me, but we got lost and it started to rain, and everything got out of hand."
"Poor thing, you must have had a horrible time," the nun exclaimed.
"I'm not going to lie, I had a hard time, but now I'm fine, thank goodness I didn't commit any madness out of desperation, by the way. Who are they?" She asked, changing the subject.
"They are the heroine and the squire of legend," the euphoric nun reported.
"They? But there is no evil in this world," the girl assured.
"My apologies, miss, but if she is here, it's for something," said the nun in a superior tone.
"María, don't jump to conclusions so quickly, it could be a coincidence."
"I-I ... Okay," the nun replied somewhat disappointed.
"So ... can we go?" Asked Serena.
"Yes, but maybe you should do it tomorrow, it's too late, and staying one more day won't kill anyone," Maria informed with a smile.
"It's two o'clock," said the Priestess. "I'd say it's early."
"Besides, we have to go, there are some guys out there who are looking for us and I'd rather not find them," the girl mentioned to get away.
The bell tower began to ring signaling that it was six in the afternoon.
"I think he's exaggerating a bit," Ziz said in an atrium where he was going to be hanged.
"I'd say it's getting out of hand," Garudo added with his neck and hands on the support of a guillotine.
"Let's see, let me explain what happened ... It was all a misunderstanding!" Ziz yelled desperately.
"Bravo Ziz, it was a spectacular explanation, sure we get spilled," Garudo exclaimed sarcastically.
"Shut up! We're going to die, I don't have time to think!"
"You'll complain, at least you have a chance of survival," the boy mentioned, looking over his head to see the blade that would slice off his head.
"If you think so, I'll change it to you," the boy answered back.
"No way, being hanged has to hurt a lot."
"Garudo says he changes me the execution way!" Ziz yelled at the executioner.
"I have not said that!" The boy yelled, refusing to be hanged.
The executioner nodded and shifted the boys despite Garudo's denial.
"Hahaha, you're going to be hanged," Ziz scoffed with laughter.
"The one with the guillotine is the first to be executed," Garudo reported to scare her partner.
"Don't fuck around? Change, change!"
"You have already changed twice, there are no more changes that are worth, our generosity in letting the executed choose how he will die has its limits," said the judge, going up to the atrium. "You are obviously guilty and deserve to be executed."
"What have we done to deserve this!?" Garudo exclaimed.
"You know perfectly well. Execute them!" The judge ordered so that he would not have to endure them any longer.