As the final bell chid before nightfall, lights flickered on all across Golden Street.
The Lantern Bearers, clad in black, continued their devout chant: "Praise the Dawn."
Unlike before, Golden Street was now brightly lit, and Guardians from Krimms Cathedral had cordoned off both sides of the road.
No one was allowed to watch, not even the faithful of the Dawn.
At number 45, midway down Golden Street, a squad of Holy Professionals in silver-white armor trimd with gold knelt on one knee, facing Morris Clinic.
lbel stood at the head of the squad and said respectfully, "Your Eminence, please co with to the Cathedral."
Opposite them was a helpless-looking Kali. "lbel, I’ll go to the celebration, but please let stay here."
"You represent the majesty of the Dawn. I must ask that you take this seriously."
"I..." Kali glanced at Yuan beside her and said hesitantly, "Wait. I need to say a few words to my father."
"As you command."
lbel rose, her eyes under the mask sweeping dispassionately over the surroundings before she calmly waved for her squad to fall back.
[You are in a place illuminated by the Dawn Radiance. As your Spirit Level exceeds 80, you have successfully resisted the corrosion of the Power of Dawn Faith. Evaluation: The Dawn is everywhere, isn’t it?~ Special Reward: Survival Points 3, Spirit Level 1.]
’When did the panel’s sarcastic evaluations start sounding like Clelia?’
Wei’en, hiding behind the attic window, stared glumly at the ssage on his panel.
Damn it.
He just wanted to be a quiet kid who assigned his attribute points in peace. Why did so many people have to co and bother him?
He knew why this scene was unfolding outside. lbel and her people likely wanted Kali to prepare for tomorrow’s welco ceremony in advance.
But was it necessary to make such a big scene?
For instance, the welco ceremony and evening gala tomorrow... was it really necessary to publicize it with such fanfare for a re Saintess Candidate, who wasn’t even a true Saintess yet?
What Wei’en was grateful for, however, was that Clelia had left before these Dawn Saints sealed off Golden Street.
Otherwise, given lbel’s domineering and aggressive style, if she had detected Clelia’s presence—he didn’t know what would happen to Clelia, but he’d be a dead man for sure.
Before long, Kali’s gentle voice ca from outside the window: "Let’s go."
"We welco Your Eminence."
The voices of the Dawn Church’s Holy Professionals were in unison, but they were not loud. Instead, they carried a solemn, heavy quality, like a chanted hymn—as if in celebration, yet also in praise...
Wei’en peeked out quietly and saw Kali already walking away, surrounded by lbel and her entourage.
Only Yuan remained, standing there and watching their departing backs. The expression on his face was unreadable—a mix of bitterness, confusion, bewildernt, and anger...
In that mont, he noticed that Yuan’s face seed to have aged a great deal. Only his golden hair, the sa color as Kali’s, fluttered defiantly under the rising red moon.
The Dawn...
’Truly a troubleso and tyrannical existence.’
With this in mind, Wei’en opened his panel to check his current stats and plan his next upgrades.
Na: Wei’en Loft
Bloodline: Salute Lineage
Class: Wizard Apprentice (Interdiate)
Toughness Level: 53
Spirit Level: 97.5
Origin: 19 (20) (1 point of Origin sealed)
Talent: None
Feat: Ballistic Control — The ability to modify or control the ballistic path of a firearm.
Partner Contract: Increased wound healing speed, increased body recovery speed. Intense feelings of longing for your partner can allow you to instantly appear by their side. (Calamity Species)
Skills: Ghost ditation Technique Lvl 2 (0/100), Gonzalez Language Proficiency (0/100), Expert Gunslinging (72/1000), Soul-Devouring Magic Lvl 2 (0/50), Undead Summoning Spell Lvl 2 (0/50), chanical Box Rune (Death God) Lvl 2 (0/500)
Rune Tree of Knowledge: Introduction to Runes (5/10 Runes), Soul-Devouring Rune (Max Level), Undead Summoning Rune (Max Level), Death God Olanir Rune (Max Level), chanical Rune (Death God) (Max Level).
Magic Potion Knowledge Tree: Introduction to Potions (3/10), Enlightennt Potion (Max Level), Healing Potion (Max Level), Spirit Defense Potion (Max Level)
Survival Points: 485
’My Spirit Level is 97.5?’
That was the first thing Wei’en noticed.
If he rembered correctly, one of the requirents for advancing to Advanced Wizard Apprentice was a Spirit Level of 100.
The other requirent was to construct the prototype of a magic system, which ant imprinting runes onto his Origin Sub-body.
’Just 2.5 more points of Spirit Level...’
Wei’en thought for a mont, then took out a quill and wrote the first item on a piece of parchnt: Advance to Advanced Wizard Apprentice.
Second, upgrade the Ghost ditation Technique and Soul-Devouring Magic to Level 3.
Third, raise Runology and Potioncraft from Introductory to the Proficient level...
All of that would cost a total of 270 points.
’That leaves 215 Survival Points...’
’Plus, with the rewards from subsequent ability upgrades, I should have around 250 Survival Points available to raise my magic levels.’
After making these calculations, Wei’en opened his panel and tapped on the Ghost ditation Technique.
Ghost ditation Technique 1/100, 2/100...
[Ghost ditation Technique Lvl 2 (100/100). Upgrade?]
[Yes.]
[Congratulations, your skill: Ghost ditation Technique has been upgraded to Lvl 3. Effect: 0.04 Spirit Level/1 hour.]
0.04?
’It doubled??’
’Doesn’t that an...’
Before Wei’en could process it, the familiar, soft whispers started in his ear again, "Apu, Luno, Rexi, Aus, Sijunen, Tecsi..."
Chaos, despair, death, darkness, destruction, abyss...
Imdiately after, his eyes glazed over. His head slowly drooped, and a strange smile spread across his face. "One head, two heads, three heads, four heads..."
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