Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 224 223 Come on~
After receiving the letter of consent written by the church's top leaders, which contained some kind of mystical symbolism, the last group of official extraordinary people finally felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

As for the extraordinary people from the secret organization, except for a very small number of people who seemed to have some secrets and were unwilling to stay, everyone else gritted their teeth and agreed.

Rather than facing the unknown, they would rather give up the treatment provided by those organizations and join Miskatonic University, which has angels, more opportunities and resources.

Of course, if they have a choice, and their respective organizations are unaware or do not mind, they also do not mind striking a balance between Miskatonic University and their own organizations. It is not necessary to make a choice.

One more channel means one more place to settle down in the future. As some extraordinary people who are not officially recognized and grow wildly in dark corners, they may not be 100% loyal to those secret organizations and are quite good at judging the situation.

The first move will lead to the next move. The official organization has confirmed its participation, and those not-so-excessive secret organizations have also made the decision. This is a development that the No Dark Ones have already anticipated.

After all, everyone wants to be able to walk freely in the sunshine instead of hiding in a dark corner, worrying about this and that.

Who doesn’t want to walk in the sunshine?

There were also extraordinary people in these secret organizations who did not agree with this contract. The Darkless Ones of Miskatonic University were not surprised by this.

The way to deal with this kind of people is naturally very simple. Of course, there is no such thing as "those who obey me will prosper and those who disobey me will perish". As long as you disagree, you will be sentenced to instant death. They are still quite democratic and free.

Miskatonic University respects everyone's choices. It will not kill people, turn people into magical items and store them in its warehouses, use them as the main ingredient for potions or strange seals, trade with others, or provide promotion assistance to its own Beyonders. Or turn them into secret dolls, become the parasites of the Time Worm, become puppets of fate, become "unlucky people" whose fate is replaced, have their hearts corrupted by demons, become objects of manipulation by the audience, give birth to children one after another, become nutrients for some plants, be stuffed into mirrors, become shadows wandering by the river... and so on.

At most, Nicolas Flamel, the King of Angels, would help them to clear their heads and make them forget the things they shouldn't know. It was very simple, just an Angel King taking action to ensure that certain secrets were not leaked.

Yes, that's about it at most.

The Darkless One from Miskatonic University smiled and answered the question from the Eternal Sun clergyman beside him about "what to do with those who are not prepared to sign the contract."

Upon hearing this answer, the clergy of the Eternal Sun Church said: ...

Clergy of other churches: ...

Wild Beyonders and Beyonders from secret organizations: …

Devil, you are a devil, right?!
Listen to what you are saying. Listen!!
"Let's not even talk about that long list of things... having a high-ranking person who stole the path stir in my mind... I can't even imagine that scene."

A wild Beyonder shuddered with fear. He couldn't help but think of the young man wearing a monocle, a warm smile, and a black hat, picking up a hook and stirring his brain, while commenting on their brains.

Just thinking about it makes me feel like my sanity is dropping like crazy and I’m out of control.

Yeah yeah.

The others couldn't help but nod in their hearts, agreeing with this view.

At this time, they actually sincerely hoped that the extraordinary people from the Storm Church could quickly pass the exam and enter here.

"If they refuse...what will change after being treated like this?"

Apart from anything else, if the clergy of the Storm Church refuses, they can also see how the Storm Church reacts and what their clergy will become.

It is always easier and simpler to exchange information between churches than to ask those secret organizations whose locations are unknown.

Unexpectedly, a clergyman from the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom said coldly with a tone full of pity: "No, they probably won't."

"No what? You won't refuse the contract?" asked a farmer from the Church of Mother Earth who was also an acquaintance of theirs.

He felt that this was not impossible. After all, the believers of the Church of Storms and their Beyonders were all known for their "tyrant" personalities.

But the clergyman of the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom simply smiled. He spoke calmly, as if stating a truth, and said with exceptional certainty, "I'm not saying the Tyrant's followers won't refuse the contract. What I'm saying is that they won't pass the test."

I can't even pass the exam, so why refuse the contract? Are you dreaming?
It's so funny. They didn't even have the chance to see the contract, so how could they have the chance to refuse?

Of course, this is not to discriminate against Storm believers or anything like that.

The believers of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom simply look down upon everyone with insufficient IQ.

Ah this...

The Beyonders from other churches didn't know what to say for a moment.

They rubbed their arms at this joke, which couldn't have been any colder.

I always feel that they are being despised as well.

The extraordinary person of the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom smiled again.

Very good, it fits the stereotype of this church member.

University of Khoj, Tingen.

Wolf Conches, who was pondering the meaning of the ancient Hermetic words written on the paper, suddenly shivered all over, as if he was suddenly being talked about by many people. For a moment, he could not tell whether he was too cold or because his spirit was reminding him that something unusual had occurred.

Wolf Conches soon discovered why he was shivering.

He raised his head and saw a figure wearing a top hat and a matching tuxedo standing at the door of the classroom.

That is the ruler of Tingen City, the angel of the thieves' path.

Nicolas Flamel?
What is he doing here?
Before the Wind-loving One of the Church of Storms could associate anything else with the other party's appearance, he saw the angel from Tingen City give him a standard smile and motion for him to come out.

Wolf Conches, who was confused, suddenly felt his scalp tingling. Although he didn't know what was going on, it was definitely not a good thing.

"This is a letter given to you by the Cardinal of your church."

After Nicolas Flamel finished speaking lightly, he took a few steps back, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

He said to Wolf Conches, who looked obviously confused, "Don't you want to open it and take a look?" "...Oh oh." Wolf Conches did not dare to go against the wishes of the angel. He hurriedly opened the outer envelope of the letter and pulled out the letter inside.

"The letter from His Eminence the Cardinal should mean nothing bad will happen..." So what was that strange premonition of his? Was his premonition wrong?
That's right, the Beyonders of the Sailor Path aren't good at divination and prophecy. Perhaps seeing Nicola Flamel, a High-Sequence Angel, was causing some kind of stress reaction?
When the envelope was opened, the letter paper was spread out, and the words written on it with pen and ink appeared before the eyes of this wind-loving person, he felt as if a gust of wind swept across the unfolded part of the letter paper.

At the same time, a violent roar that seemed to carry a hint of despair seemed to penetrate the letter paper and rushed towards the forehead of the Wind-Favored One.

"Pass! You must pass within a month. Don't let me see this kind of thing again—!"

That Cardinal of the Church of Storms, a High-Sequence Saint, didn't want to see Nicolas Flamel again and asked him to stay. He didn't want to keep him, a Saint of the Church of Storms, for this reason a second time! Aa ...

Wolf Conches was frozen in place. Through the letter, he seemed to see the hair standing on end, as if he was about to face an irresistible lightning strike, the unconcealable emotions of the true demigod.

His brain froze for a moment, then turned pale.

Ruined……

"Come on, you'll have another chance in a month."

Nicolas Flamel smiled and patted the Wind-loving One on the shoulder, speaking sincerely.

Otherwise, he would have to talk to the Storm Church. Among their believers and clergy, there is not even one with a brain in ten.

This would give him, the King of Angels, a bad impression.

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The making of potions, the nature of instigation, the teaching of role-playing, monstrosity studies, in-depth study of linguistics, study of ritual magic, general education courses, and physical education classes that accounted for a considerable proportion of daily life, as well as frequent visits to Miskatonic University and Tingen University through the connection between them to study basic knowledge such as physics, chemistry, biology, and mathematics. Busy things soon filled Archer Lancaster's daily life.

The same was true for his roommate, Regulus, a warrior. The busy and fulfilling life meant that these two roommates, who were not in the same bishop building and had different paths to God, could only exchange interesting stories from their respective courses with each other during the rest time at night.

When Regulus learned that Sequence 7 of the Assassin Path and Sequence 4 of the Hunter Path would undergo some adverse changes, the half-giant of the Feysac Empire even felt a little ashamed.

Miskatonic University's general education curriculum not only describes the various low-sequence abilities of the Twenty-Two Divine Paths, but also includes many anecdotes. For example, the evil god, the Primordial Witch, was once a man...

"I didn't know about this, otherwise I would have stopped you."

Archer became a Beyonder in the dormitory, in front of Regulus, who was already a Beyonder at the time.

However, this Feysac man did not know that those who became assassins would undergo a gender change at Sequence 7. Regardless of whether they were male or female, they would become female at the level of Sequence 7 witches. He did not make any corresponding arrangements.

Regulus apologized somewhat ashamedly.

Archer, however, had already accepted reality. An elegant yet polite smile appeared on his handsome face. "This isn't your fault, Regulus. It was my own recklessness that led to this result."

"It's okay. Once I open the door to divinity, even if I experience Sequence 7 and temporarily become a woman, I can still turn back into a man at Sequence 4." He didn't know if he was comforting the half-giant in front of him, or comforting himself.

"But..." Regulus said worriedly, "What about your performance?"

"Although the teacher said, 'You're just acting,' Sequence 6 of the Assassin's Path isn't called Joy..."

How to play that?

After becoming a woman, and a man...

What, women and feminine?
This was an angle that Regulus, a pure Feysac Empire man, had never considered.

Archer was speechless.

He was choked by his roommate's words and didn't know what to say for a long time.

Regulus then realized that he seemed to have poked the wound several times again. He pinched his nose awkwardly and said in a humming voice, "Sorry, Archer."

"It's okay." Archer breathed a sigh of relief, a smile still plastered on his face, but the weariness and faint sense of preparedness that lingered in his expression were equally evident. "Unless I owe a huge sum of money, or remain at the level of Sequence 8, these are the things I'll have to face next."

Just think about how to do these things in advance.

Some of the assassins in their group did seek help from the school's Darkless Ones and extracted the corresponding extraordinary characteristics.

That was already a Sequence 8 instigator. Even if a Sequence 8 Beyonder could extract the corresponding Beyonder characteristics through the Darkless One to avoid becoming a female at Sequence 7, they could only reach the Sequence 7 level at most by taking other paths.

Of course, Archer also understood that the school also had professional ways to deal with such students. Whether it was using mid- to high-sequence extraordinary people in the pharmacist path, or using high-level, high-status ritual magic to help with recovery, or asking a "miracle worker" to perform a miracle, they could restore the soul and body to the state before drinking the potion.

But in this case, the compensation that the former instigator has to pay is also an astronomical figure.

School is not a free charity. The gifts given by fate are all marked with a price.

So, let's just go down, there is no other way.

If you want to continue on the extraordinary path, this is the only way.

“Life is short, why not give it a try?”

The high-ranking witch said so.

With her charming voice, she whispered these words into the ears of all the assassins and witch candidates in the first class.

"Although your general education courses will explain this phenomenon, please rest assured, witches and hunters, your identities are kept secret. As long as you don't reveal your sequence, no one can guess whether you were once male or female."

"Of course, if you're looking for excitement, just ignore what I said."

(End of this chapter)