The Priest was an elderly man with snow-white hair, clad in a pure white animal skin robe, holding a wooden staff engraved with mysterious runes.
His gaze was as deep as the starry sky, as if he could see through all things in the world.
After a moment of contemplation.
He finally spoke slowly: "Cynthia, your request is not impossible, but the path of the priest is not for everyone. Do you know that becoming a priest requires passing The Beast God's test and having a certain level of understanding and ability to resonate with nature?"
Luna Sutton frowned slightly. She really wasn't sure if she had the understanding and ability to resonate with nature.
As for the dream where she got guidance from The Beast God, that was just something she made up to justify her actions.
But at this moment, she could only grit her teeth and go forward.
