Secrets: Priestess

Chapter 25 Going deeper
Dunn was stunned. He had heard of talented individuals who could easily overcome potion restrictions at low sequence levels, and he had also heard of myths about God's followers in storybooks.

But the vivid Claire standing before him shattered his understanding of Sequence advancement.

Even Daly, who made him feel inferior, was not as fast as this.

Dunn recalled the things Creste Cesimus left behind when he left. Did the Holy Temple seem to have predicted Claire's rapid advancement?

"When Her Excellency Cecima left, he left a letter, asking me to give it to you when you plan to apply for Sequence 8 'Archaeologist'."

Dunn took out a letter sealed with the dark holy emblem from the drawer, unsealed it using the church's unique method, and handed it to Claire.

Claire raised her eyebrows. Did the church or the goddess have plans for her?

Claire took the letter, opened it, and read quietly:

"O Lord's favored one, when you read this letter, it means you are considering promotion. I have received many responses from the Lord recently, but they all concern you.

I don't know your story, I am just relaying the Lord's revelation.

The Lord has asked me to emphasize to you that before taking the new potion, most people should make sure they can no longer hear whispers or see visions. However, your situation is special, and the whispers that haunt you are very difficult to clear.

Even if you completely digest the 'Comprehension' potion, you will still hear things you shouldn't. But if you don't solve this problem and force yourself to take a new sequence of potions, the probability of you losing control is still very high.

The Lord said: 'Filth is also a gift.'

The sacred object 'Sword of the Goddess' will help you suppress 'that' pollution. You must take the initiative to adapt to the power of 'that' and digest it like a potion. Just like playing the role of 'The Knower', you can play the role of 'The Peeper'.

Only then can you take the potion further.

The Lord said: "It is difficult to remove filth, and the only way to save yourself is to save yourself."

Also, the potion formula and materials for Sequence 8 'Archaeologist' have been arranged, so don't worry.

— Creste Cesimarius.

After reading the letter in her hand, she burned it. Feeling the heat on her fingertips, Claire sighed softly, suppressed all the churning thoughts in her heart, and said to Dunn who was waiting for her:

"Lord Cesimar suggested that I wait and reach the requirements he explained before advancing. He also said that the potion formula and ingredients have been arranged, so I shouldn't rush."

Dunn nodded steadily and said, "Don't rush taking the potion. You just took 'The Universalist' three days ago. Lord Cesimar's advice is spot on. You shouldn't be too ambitious."

Although he had many doubts in his heart, Dunn thought that Claire had lost her temper and acted recklessly because of taking the potion, and Lord Cecima, who had foreseen this, had left a letter of advice.

Claire looked at Dunn deeply and suddenly said, "Potions need to be digested, and the way to speed up digestion is to act."

Dunn, who had been stuck in the "Nightmare" sequence for many years, was stunned when he heard this.

My mind was full of "digestion" and "acting", and years of confusion were gradually dispelled.

In the moment Dunn was stunned, Claire had already opened the door and retreated.

After coming out of Dunn's office, Claire did not leave, but came to the underground alchemy room through the underground crossroads.

"Although the letter was given by the captain and written by Lord Cecima, it's better to confirm it just to be safe."

Claire drew the spiritual wall and expertly used public materials to arrange a ritual to pray to the goddess.

"Goddess of the Night, higher than the starry sky, and more enduring than eternity!"

"You are the Lord of Crimson and the Mother of Secrets!"

"I am your beloved, a person of common sense, and also one who is contaminated by knowledge."

"Please allow me to pray to you."

Chanting a prayer, Claire held the pendulum and stated the event that needed confirmation: "The letter Creste Cecima left me is trustworthy."

For seven consecutive times, the pendulum moved clockwise.

Claire removed the spiritual wall, feeling relieved, but also scratched her head in distress.

I'm afraid her promotion will have to be delayed for some time.

Actively adapting to the power of the Hidden Sage... Claire, with something in mind, lay down on the mat on the carpet, relaxed her mind, and listened attentively.

Go listen to the whispers in your ears.

Knowledge that is difficult to interpret and can drive people crazy can occasionally reveal some relatively recognizable knowledge when you let go of resistance and listen wholeheartedly.

There were various languages ​​that Claire was familiar with, including Ancient Hermetic, Elvish, Giant, and so on. As Claire immersed herself in them, her spiritual vision quietly opened up.

The eyes, which were darker than dark red, underwent a strange change.

It is the eye that sees secrets.

A unique ability that belongs only to the "Secret Peeper".

More than what most other sequence path extraordinary people can see.

But because it is easier to perceive certain existences hidden behind things, it is also easier to fall into madness and death.

Wait for the mutation to end.

Claire covered her eyes, which were somewhat painful, and couldn't help but smile at herself.

With her own high level of inspiration, the gift of the night, and the eye that can see secrets, this extraordinary person who is "all-knowing" and who originally has difficulty hearing and seeing some things is going further and further on the road to death.

……

Backlund.

Crimson shadows cast shadows on the corners of the city.

The shadow, along with the chill in the air, the coldness on the misted glass window, and the woman's sobbing and moaning, gently approached Tessa with black hair and black eyes, and approached Tessa who was lying naked in front of the mirror outside the bathtub.

The surging blood and energy painted a layer of dreamlike color on Tessa's profile.

Amidst the continued trembling and feeling of suffocation, Tessa lay on the ground, motionless and unwilling to move.

The occasional mumbling and headaches made Tessa permanently lose the right to enjoy a peaceful dream.

In this crazy life, only by playing with this body snatched from Tai can she get a moment of joy and peace.

In this joy and peace, it seemed as if that clean and beautiful person was still by her side, as if all this trembling and suffocation were gifts given to her by the other person, as if they had never been separated.

No, closer than ever.

and……

Desecrating the body she possessed gave her a more intense and stimulating sense of satisfaction.

But just then, someone knocked on the door.

Murderous intent suddenly filled his black eyes, but then disappeared completely.

Tessa put on a bathrobe in an instant to cover up her tempting body.

The visitor has entered the house.

She is a very attractive and voluptuous lady.

With just one glance, the lady understood what was happening here.

Her charming eyes seemed to be smiling, and her gentle voice made her red lips even more alluring:

"Although I was just as addicted to this kind of thing as you are now when I drank the 'witch' potion. But this is just your remaining male consciousness at work."

"Once you have tasted a man, and tasted different men, then you will know what pleasure is."

Tessa, with her black hair and black eyes, simply said coldly, "Tell me, who do you want to kill?"

The woman shrugged. "A madman from the Morse Trappist Order."

(End of this chapter)