It wasn't until she got into the bathtub for a soak that Syl's spirit gradually relaxed. She had experienced too much today: the completion of [Conspiracy Under the Haze] and [Infamous], the eerie blood sacrifice, Bonsandi's request, the long surgery, the Investigator's search... and the witch's gaze.
This day had been more exciting than an ordinary person's entire life.
Of course, the difficulty of each event was not something an ordinary person could bear. Syl had unknowingly completed the leap from an ordinary person to a Transcendent, entering a completely extraordinary realm.
Syl curled her body in the bathtub, hugging her knees, quietly soaking in the water in a way that would make anyone's heart ache for her.
Suddenly, a soft knock on the door reached Syl's ears through the bathroom door.
"Someone's here?"
Syl, who had been soaking for a long time, stood up from the tub, dried herself, put on her nightgown, and walked to the door with her hair still dripping wet.
"Knock knock knock—"
"Who is it?" Syl asked through the door. Perhaps because of the "Witch's Gaze" task, even the Holy See didn't feel safe to her anymore.
"Aishala." a faint voice came from outside.
Hearing Archbishop Aishala's voice, Syl opened the door directly. Looking down slightly, she saw Aishala in her black robes standing prettily at her door.
"Please come in, Archbishop Aishala." Syl smiled and stepped aside to let Aishala in.
After Aishala entered, she didn't sit at the round table but turned back to look at Syl.
"Bad... mood?" Aishala seemed to have noticed something.
Syl really wanted to force a smile, but she found that she couldn't manage such a difficult action right now.
Aishala looked at Syl standing there like a block of wood. She took a step forward and raised her hands, but then thought of something and pulled them back.
Aishala looked back, then slowly walked to the round table and patted a chair next to it.
"Uh... are you telling me to sit?" Syl seemed to understand Aishala's meaning easily, just as she could easily understand Aishala's anti-human language.
She did as she was told, sitting in the chair next to Aishala, and then Syl saw Aishala walk up in front of her.
Aishala reached out her small hand and expressionlessly patted Syl's head.
The sudden warm sensation on the top of her head made Syl daze for a moment.
Is the Archbishop... comforting me?
The reason she hesitated to reach out earlier and then made me sit in the chair was because she wasn't tall enough to reach the top of my head? Syl didn't know why this thought popped into her head.
"Pff—" Thinking of the cold-faced Archbishop's inner monologue just now, Syl couldn't help but laugh.
Seeing Syl laugh, Aishala showed a satisfied expression and nodded to herself, seemingly very pleased with her comfort skills.
Aishala then asked about what happened today and told Syl not to go to the Ivisa District recently. It seemed this Archbishop had also received some news.
After Aishala left, Syl stood by the windowsill, pulled back the curtains, and quietly waited for the night wind to dry her hair.
"If the Missionary is summoned, she might be tracked by the church... Is the Love Saint the only one not exposed yet?" Syl thought silently to herself.
Then, she raised her arm and, with the night sky as a backdrop, summoned the Love Saint card.
"Romantic Heart-Stealing Love Saint"
"Quality: Blue"
"Class: None"
"Rank: None"
"Strength: 21"
"Constitution: 17"
"Inspiration: 16"
"Agility: 23"
"Charisma: 29"
"Skills: [Love Declaration], [Love Absorption]"
"Card Pool: [terrifying clown], [mysterious physician], [Saintess of Hope], [Rapping Priest]"
"Draws: 0"
"Overall Evaluation: It's time for the System's second favorite skinship segment... You're not planning to not use her for this, are you? No way, right?"
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