C590 Risen Church
It was late at night.
The moonlight was like mercury as it scattered on the quiet and empty street, as if a layer of pure white gauze had been laid on the ground.
The sound of the wheels suddenly broke the silence.
A luxurious carriage slowly drove over from afar.
The driver sat steadily on the carriage seat and occasionally waved his whip to drive the horses.
Inside the carriage
