The Return of the Mad Witch
Visit to the Temple

After playing Adarian, Valencia set foot outside the main gate of the residence. It was still afternoon, he still had time to wander outside until midnight. To be honest, Valencia was reluctant to return to the pavilion, at least if outside there would be no one to disturb his life. Valencia went nowhere, he had no definite purpose in directing his pace.

“I heard there's a temple around here, but where is it? As far as my eyes could see, I still could not find the whereabouts of the temple in question.”

After considering where to go, Valencia set out to head for the temple where the common people’a to the god of peace. Valencian is curious as to what kind of place people adore Davey. Valencia looking for where the exact location of the temple, after back and forth looking to and fro finally Valencia can arrive at the temple.

It turns out that Valencia visited when the temple was quiet, now he was the only visitor of the temple. In front of the road that leads to the main entrance, there is a statue of a god similar to Davey. When Valencia almost let go of laughter seeing the statue, his mind immediately turned to Davey.

‘His dream is that brengs*k is very popular among humans, what do humans expect from him? Better they worship me alone, I am much stronger than that man,’ murmured Valencia inwardly.

In front of the temple entrance stood a few people dressed in white gold, they were priests who worked in the temple. First, they observe Valencia's performance, they scan Valencia's body from top to bottom. They doubted whether Valencia was a noble or not because Valencia came not using a horse-drawn carriage. But they try not to discriminate against Valencia first.

“Pardon me, Miss, can you tell me your name and which family you come from?” asked one of the priests to intercept Valencia.

“I'm Valencia Allerick, Miss of Grand Duke residence Allerick.” Valencia showed them the emblematic plaque of the Grand Duke Allerick family.

When the atmosphere became boisterous, they only heard about the news about Valencia who handled the red portal, immediately they improved their expression to welcome Valencia. They knew how much influence Valencia was currently in the Alegra Empire, even the palace Commander alone respected him.

“Are you here to’a, Miss?” ask the priest.

“True, I heard I could donate money here. To whom do I give the money?”

“You can give it to me.”

Valencia reached into his storage, he handed over a large bag of gold coins to the priest who had just welcomed his arrival. For a moment the priest's hands trembled at the number of gold coins Valencia had given him.

“Nona, isn't this too much? Even our biggest benefactor has never given us this much money.”

Valencia frowned, according to him the money was not much and he only took a few out of his magic bag.

“Is that a lot? I don't think two thousand gold coins is so much. Are you telling me to reduce the number?” The look on Valencia's face was so innocent, he stared flat at the surprised priests instead of playing to hear the numbers.

“You said this amounted to two thousand gold coins? This is a lot, Miss! Are you sure you donated two thousand gold coins to our temple?” They wave and try to make sure once again to Valencia.

“Of course, my money is still a lot, you just take it to donate for the construction of the temple. Then this is for you to share with your colleagues, do not forget spent.” Valencia handed over one smaller pocket containing five hundred gold coins.

Their faces instantly bowed before Valencia in honor of Valencia as the greatest benefactor in the temple of the god of peace.

Valencia flashed a sweet smile on his lips. ‘What is a contributor? I stole the money from Davey's castle, because it was too much so I just gave it away. I gave money to this temple as a form of pity for Davey who might almost become a vagabond due to all his property I plundered,’ Inner Valencia.

Then the priest who greeted him went to call a priest to guide Valencia around the temple. A handsome tall man, black hair, and blue eyes as calm as sea water.

“Sorry to have kept you waiting, introduce him Ivanov who will guide you around the temple.”

The priest named Ivanov looked strangely at Valencia, he seemed to distrust Valencia as the biggest contributor to the temple of the god of peace. His gaze was strange and filled with doubt, wanting him to think how many times there was no way a little girl could be a contributor.

“Hei, Dev! Are you sure this little boy is the biggest contributor to our temple? I still can't believe it,” Ivanov told his partner Dev.

Dev reflexes elbowing Ivanov's chest. “Don't talk like that, even so this Miss is from the residence of Grand Duke Allerick,” whispered Dev.

“What? This little girl is from the residence of Grand Duke Allerick? Is there a child there? As far as I know the Grand Duke had only one sixteen-year-old son and one fifteen-year-old daughter. Then where did this twelve-year-old girl come from?”

Valencia suddenly formed an irritated expression, only this time he heard someone say it was a twelve-year-old child. A pair of green eyes of Valencia sapphire stared in annoyance at Ivanov.

“I'm not a twelve year old girl, I'm fifteen year old Valencia Allerick! How dare a boy like you doubt me!” shouted Valencia.

“Hah? The kid? Hey, I've been eighteen, you're that kid! How do I know you're fifteen. It's not my fault, blame your petite body like a child,” Ivanov replied.

Dev is confused on how to stop them both, Dev regrets having Ivanov serve Valencia. Though events like this happen not only once or twice, Ivanov does like to talk blatantly so many people are offended by his actions.

“If not a boy then what? Only a brat would dare to go against a fifteen year old girl! I'm even three years younger than you, but look at your childish behavior once. Not that I expected, it turned out that an eighteen-year-old man was much more a boy than me who was fifteen.”

Valencia flicked his hair, he turned around while carving a smile disdainfully at Ivanov. Ivanov's two hands clenched firmly, he could not believe he had to fight a girl much smaller than his age.

“Exploitation! I don't want to serve this little girl! Just have someone else guide—”

“Oh Davey, the god of peace, how can you have a fool like this man? Surely you feel sorry to see his behavior that is childish,” Valencia said in a loud voice.

Silence greeted them, Ivanov who was about to go berserk beating Valencia also fell silent. Their expressions were both hard to interpret, Valencia turning a gaze towards those who were silent like statues.

“Where do you know the name of the god of peace? How can a human like you know a grand name hidden from the hearing of an ordinary human?”