Chapter 134
It’s hard to say who wrote this, but the author is definitely not a true Ansu person. The words feel as if they’ve been translated through a machine and then translated back again.
**[Esteemed Proxy, Sacred Lady, Messenger of the Most High God]**
**[I shall protect you according to the will of the Great One]**
**[The offering comes from me, the “Monk,” “Preacher,” “Bishop of Radiance”]**
**[I have informed the most loyal followers of the faith, to assist you]**
**[May you follow Him forever and awaken Him soon]**
**[—His servant, your guardian, “Faceless Weakling”]**
After reading it, Shaer was almost certain that the writer of this letter was that spiritual being.
Shaer was very sure that during her first two encounters with that spiritual entity, which was strongly associated with the Holy Ascension Sect, its intelligence was definitely not high enough to write.
Could it be that after devouring the “Bishop of Radiance,” its intelligence underwent a transformation?
Recalling how it always referred to itself as the Mother Goddess and left Amy with potions ranging from “Ascetic” to “Bishop of Radiance,” Shaer fell silent again.
It.
First, it identified itself as the Mother Goddess due to the existence of the skills “Charm” and “Spiritual Summoning.”
Then, because she had asked it to protect Amy, it regarded Amy as a saintess, believing that she would not be harmed in its presence.
Now, it had sealed itself on Amy’s back to protect her, and on top of that…
It had “informed” some of the most loyal followers of the Holy Ascension Sect about this?
Wait, let me think this through.
Shaer set down the parchment and rubbed her temples, feeling a bit confused.
Who exactly is the cult here?
Now the Mother Goddess, the saintess, and the divine servant are all gathered together. Does that mean that with just a command from her, the Holy Ascension Sect could be renamed the Shaer Sect?
That’s just absurd!
Moreover, she wasn’t a Mother Goddess at all; it was merely the effect of her “Charm Lv.2” that made the spiritual being fond of her. It had definitely misunderstood something.
But Amy… she very well might be a special one, the kind that would be nurtured as a saintess even if thrown into the Church of the Savior Goddess.
Why are there so many hidden talents around me?
Shaer felt a headache coming on.
She certainly didn’t want a day to come when a follower would kneel before her, clutching her leg and crying out to her as the Mother Goddess.
Fortunately, Shaer had simulations; she could spend some points to find someone from the Holy Ascension Sect and see if they knew about her existence.
For now, she needed to keep Amy stable and ensure she didn’t expose the mark on her back… If someone from the Church of the Savior Goddess saw it, trouble would surely follow.
Amy would definitely not want to go to the Church of the Savior Goddess. Shaer had already learned from previous simulations that Baron Hastings despised the Church… or rather, the aristocracy had no fondness for it at all.
“Is something wrong, Shaer?”
At that moment, Amy seemed to realize that Shaer had been silent for too long. Worried that Shaer might be possessed, she looked at her with concern and asked, “What’s in the bag?”
“No, it’s nothing.”
Shaer tightened her grip on the bag, her gaze complex as she looked at Amy.
How should she tell her?
Should she say, “You’ve become a saintess. Please choose your faction: do you want to be a saintess of the Church of the Savior Goddess or the Holy Ascension Sect?”
Amy would probably think I’m crazy.
“Amy, you mustn’t let anyone see the mark on your back, understand?”
Shaer looked into Amy’s sapphire-like eyes and urged, “I’ll keep this bag safe for you. Once I find out what it is, I’ll let you know.”
“Okay, I understand.”
Amy nodded, but after a moment of hesitation, she asked, “Shaer, you know what this is, right? Is the curse on my back really a ghost… or a spirit?”
Amy had quite the imagination.
But that was normal. For decades, mysticism and spiritualism had been trending in Ansu. Although these had nothing to do with extraordinary paths, they were very popular among ordinary people, especially the middle and upper classes.
The afterlife, mediums, ghosts, spirit summoning… all sorts of rumors and scams, and even dedicated organizations that often gathered to summon spirits or use mediumship, were mostly made up of enthusiasts of the occult.
Influenced by this, many novels about ghosts, spirits, and monsters had also become bestsellers, some even turning into urban legends… like the Headless Horseman.
So, it was entirely reasonable for Amy to have such thoughts.
“It’s not a ghost or a curse.”
After searching her mind for the right words, Shaer replied, “It’s more like a talisman… similar to a four-leaf clover, meant to protect you. So you don’t need to worry; it’s just marked on you.”
When Shaer first arrived in this world, she had searched everywhere for information about extraordinary abilities, visiting various churches and medium gatherings. After discovering they were all scams, she stopped going.
However, that experience had given her a good understanding of these matters, and she had a whole repertoire of ways to deceive people.
“A talisman?”
Amy looked a bit bewildered.
But thinking back, after the two robbers charged at her, they hadn’t even touched her before turning into meat chunks… and she hadn’t suffered any harm at all.
When she was almost hit by the chandelier, something had saved her…
If it’s a “talisman,” then that explains everything.
But there was still one thing Amy couldn’t figure out.
How did this talisman end up on her?
Did it awaken suddenly?
Did she have some heroic spirit in her ancestry?
And…
When Shaer spoke about these things, she showed no emotional fluctuations. Even when Amy was panicking at first, Shaer had only comforted her softly, which gave Amy a strong sense of security.
She felt that asking Shaer to help her with this was the right choice.
If she had asked other friends, they would probably have called in an exorcist within two days to “cleanse” her.
“What should I do now, Shaer?”
Amy instinctively leaned a bit closer to Shaer, feeling that being near the calm Shaer made her feel safe.
“I just happened to bring two friends to introduce to you,” Shaer said, looking at Amy. “They are experts in this area and can check if there’s anything wrong with your body or mind.”
Friends?
Amy paused, curious as she asked, “Is it that Miss Russell?”
“Yes.”
Shaer nodded.
“Now I’m her assistant.”
“Assistant?”
“She… her side job is actually as a doctor.”
Shaer recalled how Avelina had acted in the clinic, suppressing a smile as she continued, “Specializing in psychology.”
“Okay… they’ve been waiting downstairs for a while, let’s go find them.”
Amy nodded.
She had carefully observed Shaer’s expression, and when Avelina was mentioned, Shaer seemed to recall something amusing, a slight smile tugging at her lips.
She didn’t look like someone who had been kidnapped or coerced… Amy’s previous worries were set aside.
Just right, she also wanted to get to know Shaer’s friends better, to understand the people around Shaer more deeply.
After tidying her clothes and putting on her shoes, Amy led Shaer to the reception room downstairs.
In the reception room, besides Avelina, Adele, and Nia, there was also a well-groomed lady.
She was chatting and laughing with Avelina, who wore a polite smile, nodding along. After all, she was the mother of Shaer’s friend, so Avelina would certainly give her that courtesy.
Adele was beside them, excitedly showing off a cake, clearly still hungry after their time at Shaer’s house.
“Amy, why are you so slow? The guests have been waiting for so long,” Lady Hastings teased with a smile before standing up. “You all have fun; I won’t disturb you.”
As Lady Hastings passed by Amy, she tugged at her mother’s dress and quietly asked, “Has Father woken up?”
“He’s awake, just a bit dizzy and still resting.”
Lady Hastings patted her hand, signaling Amy to be at ease, then smiled at everyone before leaving the reception room to go upstairs.
Shaer casually found a spot at the table, and since Amy wasn’t very familiar with the others, she sat beside Shaer.
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