Chapter 135
Previously, from a distance, Aivina hadn’t seen Amy clearly. This time, after taking a closer look and realizing she was just an ordinary person, her interest waned. She merely nodded in greeting.
Ordinary people, in Aivina's eyes, often meant a lack of thrilling stories. Without a story, there was naturally nothing to pique her interest.
Someone like Charles, who brought excitement wherever he went, was as rare as finding a needle in a haystack.
“Hi there, Amy! You can just call me Adele~”
After wiping her fingers clean with a napkin, Adele stood up and extended her right hand toward Amy, smiling warmly.
“Hello, I’m Amy.”
Amy wasn’t as carefree as Adele, but she stood up and shook Adele’s hand.
If Adele weren’t an orphan and was instead a noble lady like herself, perhaps her personality could have made them very good friends.
After introducing Amy and Adele to each other, Aivina turned to Charles and said, “Amy was inside the Dutton Manor earlier.”
Aivina nodded, thinking to herself, as expected.
Given Charles's personality, it was unlikely she would rush off to find friends after the incident. It turned out this blonde girl had also been at Dutton Manor.
Something must have happened to make Charles hurry over.
Aivina had a habit of using her own actions to deduce Charles's motives, and usually, her guesses were correct more than half the time.
“Hmm…”
Adele inhaled sharply, looking at Amy. “Are you hurt? If you are, I can help take a look.”
“No.”
Amy shook her head and replied, “I only felt the earthquake for a moment… After that, I ran away and didn’t know what happened there.”
She glanced at Charles, remembering he had told her not to discuss these things with others. She wasn’t sure if the people in front of her were safe to talk to.
“Amy, could you bring us some of that cake we had earlier?” Charles asked, smiling at her.
“Oh… sure, I can ask the maid… I’ll go get it.”
Amy nodded obediently, stood up, and left the parlor.
She knew Charles wanted to send her away to discuss something, but this feeling of being avoided made her a little sad.
Once Amy left and the door closed behind her, Aivina turned to Charles and asked, “Is there something going on with that girl?”
“Can you sense any issues with her spirit?” Charles inquired.
“No.”
Aivina shook her head lightly. “She’s just an ordinary person.”
“Her…”
Charles hesitated for a moment but decided to wait until they returned to Aivina’s home to discuss it. That place felt safer.
“Just cooperate with me for a bit.”
After speaking to Aivina, Charles turned to Adele. “Adele, just eat and don’t say anything, okay?”
“Uh?”
Adele was taken aback.
Hadn’t all the cultists from Dutton Manor already been dealt with? Why was she being told not to speak?
That girl had escaped from Dutton Manor… and she was Charles’s friend…
In an instant, Adele’s mind conjured up a dramatic scenario.
After the cultist stronghold at Dutton Manor was destroyed, Charles was shocked to discover that a former friend was actually a member of the cult. Out of old friendship, he decided to spare her, bringing Aivina along to discuss how to help Amy break free from brainwashing and return to normal…
“Is she a cultist?”
Adele whispered.
“Uh…”
Charles was momentarily caught off guard by Adele’s question.
In a sense, she was quite right, but it was more likely that she was a cult’s saintess.
He wasn’t sure how Adele had come to that conclusion, but at least the outcome wasn’t far off.
“No, and there’s no danger. Just focus on your food.”
In the end, Charles decided to temporarily dismiss Adele, planning to explain everything clearly once they returned.
Knock, knock, knock—
At that moment, a knock came from the door. Charles looked toward it and said, “Come in.”
Amy awkwardly pushed the door open, balancing a tray, and carefully made her way to the edge of the table to set it down. She then pushed it to the center of the four of them and let out a long sigh.
“Thank you, Amy.”
Charles stood up, closed the door behind him, and after placing the tray in front of Adele, sat down, looking at Amy. “Amy, there’s something we need to talk to you about.”
“Uh… what is it?”
Amy’s expression showed confusion, but she had a sinking feeling it was about the things they had just discussed—things she wasn’t supposed to hear.
“Have you heard of extraordinary beings?”
Charles pulled out the cloth bag from earlier and took out three vials of potions, arranging them one by one in front of him.
Amy would eventually need to know about these things. The moment she could see that spiritual being, her fate had already been sealed. The sooner she learned the truth, the greater her chances of survival.
Aivina’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“Cough—cough, cough…”
Adele nearly choked on the cake she had just swallowed when she heard Charles’s words and saw the three vials.
“Ex… extraordinary beings?”
A hint of confusion crossed Amy’s face.
“Niya.”
Aivina called out.
Niya slowly raised her hand, and the silver armor in her grasp glowed like a red-hot iron. When she opened her hand again, a delicate silver iron figurine appeared in her palm.
She placed the thumb-sized iron figure on the table, and it took a few steps toward Amy, waving at her.
So skillful, just like a kindergarten teacher gently guiding a child. The little iron man not only demonstrated extraordinary power but also wouldn’t cause panic.
Charles observed Niya’s adeptness, clearly indicating this wasn’t her first time doing such a thing.
Amy stared at the little figure, her mouth agape, her face filled with shock.
Charles then said, “Do you want to understand this world?”
“It’s dangerous here.”
“If you don’t want to know, I can help you remove the mark on your back, and Aivina can erase your memories, making you forget all of this.”
“The choice is yours, Amy.”
…
“Bishop! Bishop! Where are you going?! That’s the way to disembark! That’s the sea!!! Archbishop!!!”
“My Lord! The Archbishop jumped in!”
“Quick! Someone save her! Where is she?!”
“Mother Goddess! How could you let such a big person escape your sight?! No!”
“Quick, go find her, but don’t make a scene… don’t let anyone hear…”
On an ocean steamship departing from Ansu Port, amidst the terrified shouts of several crew members, a figure was desperately swimming toward the shore.
Her face bore the look of someone awakening from a deep dream, filled with realization and fervor, as she swam determinedly toward the land.
“O Sadhana… divine servant… I will surely follow your guidance and find and wholeheartedly serve the Mother Goddess…”
Chapter 96: The Former Candidate Saintess.
Amy sat in place, replaying Charles’s words in her mind.
A vast new world slowly unfolded in her thoughts.
Usually, Amy enjoyed leisurely outings with friends, shopping, and her favorite pastime was visiting little shops introduced by friends to experience mediums or divination.
Though she never had any success, she found joy in these activities, each week bringing something different.
But she never expected that after choosing to accompany her father to Dutton Manor that morning, she would truly become connected to such extraordinary powers.
No fees, no lengthy incantations, no cryptic movements, and no boring meditations that made one want to fall asleep—just sitting there, and the miraculous power was revealed before her.
This was real!
Amy turned to look at Charles, her heart gradually understanding.
No wonder Charles had always seemed so mysterious and aloof at the academy; she had been living in a world she could never have touched…
And now, this world was laid out before her.
Charles even asked her whether she would accept or refuse?
Amy was curious—could anyone really say the word “refuse”?
“You all… are those… extraordinary beings, right?”
Amy’s gaze swept over Aivina, Adele, and Niya, finally resting on Aivina.
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