In the chamber, Dorothy was pondering the characteristics of the Scholar branch.
This branch had clear strengths and weaknesses. Its strength lay in its versatility. The higher the rank, the more abilities it could acquire, and the stronger it would beco. It was already evident that a Scholar at the Red or Gold rank, with multiple simulated abilities, would be incredibly powerful.
The weakness was that it was relatively weak in the early stages. The simulated abilities from other branches were inferior to the originals and often incomplete. The lack of an auxiliary spirituality pool ant that using abilities would drain spirituality extrely quickly. Additionally, advancent required full spirituality investnt, and the total amount needed was much higher than for other branches.
“The main spirituality needed doesn’t regenerate automatically but instead consus experience points. It feels like this branch is forcing to spend resources...”
Dorothy murmured to herself in the chamber. She could already foresee herself purchasing large amounts of Chalice mystical texts. Fortunately, she could extract spirituality from mystical texts; otherwise, she had no idea how she would manage as a Scholar.
Next, Dorothy reviewed her current spirituality situation. After completing her advancent, all her accumulated spirituality had significantly decreased. Her current status was as follows:
6 Chalice, 7 Stone, 3 Shadow, 1 Lantern, 1 Silence, 0 Revelation.
Of course, the Revelation here referred to the experience points accumulated for advancent. Dorothy’s Revelation spirituality pool had refilled to 10 points after her advancent, but this pool couldn’t be used for further advancent.
Now, Dorothy’s total spirituality capacity had reached 30 points. This ant that advancing to White Ash would require at least 30 points of Revelation. Given the nature of the Scholar rank, the next advancent would likely also require full spiritual investnt. Besides Revelation, the requirents for other spiritual attributes probably wouldn’t be much lower.
“Sigh... It feels like I’ve been set back to square one.”
Looking at the ager amount of spirituality she had left after all her hard work, Dorothy sighed in frustration. However, overall, she was still in high spirits. After all, she had finally advanced, achieving a small milestone.
“Well... I should be able to leave now.”
With that, Dorothy imdiately walked over to the exit, where the Universal Language was inscribed. Just like when she had entered the chamber, she touched the text with her hand. As expected, the wall in front of her gradually disappeared, revealing a long passage behind it—the sa scene as when she had entered the chamber.
“Finally, I can leave.”
Seeing this, Dorothy felt a surge of joy and prepared to gather her things and leave. Just as she was packing up the Literary Sea Logbook, an idea struck her.
“Before I leave, I should thank Nephthys and Vania. I should let them know that my situation has been resolved. After all, they helped a great deal outside.”
Thinking this, Dorothy decided not to rush out of the chamber. Instead, she sat down again and began writing replies to Vania and Nephthys.
She quickly finished writing to Vania and then started composing a ssage for Nephthys.
“Thank you for your help, Senior Nephthys. The trouble on my end has been resolved.”
…
East Tivian, on a street.
At noon, the carriage carrying Nephthys was moving along a bustling road. Sitting inside, Nephthys had been holding the history book she carried with her, waiting for a ssage from Dorothy. When she saw Dorothy’s handwriting appear on the page, she felt a wave of relief.
“It seems Miss Dorothy’s trouble has been resolved. I’m glad everything went smoothly.”
Feeling relieved, Nephthys picked up her pen and wrote back.
“The Rose Cross Order saved and helped fight against Thorn Velvet. This is what I should do. I’m also glad my actions were successful. I was worried sothing unexpected might happen.”
Nephthys wrote this, and after a short while, Dorothy’s reply appeared.
“Worried sothing unexpected might happen? Why? Did sothing concerning happen while you were buying the mystical text?”
Seeing these words, Nephthys hesitated for a mont before continuing to write.
“Yes... There was sothing a bit strange. To summarize, I encountered a man nad Mossance...”
Nephthys then began to describe her encounter with Mossance at the Golden Covenant Bank.
To be honest, Nephthys had been quite wary of Mossance’s sudden friendliness. Although she was a novice in the mysticism world, after the incident with Thorn Velvet taking over the Scholarly Society, she had learned that unsolicited kindness could be suspicious. However, so far, nothing had happened. Although her guard had lowered sowhat, she thought it best to inform Dorothy.
…
Inside the chamber, Dorothy frowned slightly after reading Nephthys’ account. She imdiately sensed sothing was off.
“This Mossance guy... He’s clearly suspicious. Not only did he suddenly approach Nephthys with excessive friendliness, but his words were also full of red flags. What’s with the black tea and the Black Iron rank... Is he even a real Beyonder? Or is he just soone dabbling in the mysticism world with incorrect information?”
Dorothy wondered to herself. She thought Mossance might be a novice who had stumbled into the mysticism world with flawed knowledge. But then again, could soone so inexperienced really know about the White Craftsn’s Guild’s hideout in Tivian? Being able to conduct long-term transactions at the guild’s hideout didn’t seem like the behavior of a novice.
“A seasoned Beyonder associate, deliberately approaching a newcor like Nephthys with excessive friendliness, and asking questions full of basic mistakes... This is interesting…”
Dorothy pondered this line of thought, and the more she considered it, the more suspicious it seed. After considering several possibilities, she picked up her pen and wrote to Nephthys.
“Are you in the carriage right now?”
…
In the carriage, Nephthys looked at the words that appeared on the page and quickly wrote back.
“Yes, I’m in the carriage heading back.”
After Nephthys finished writing, Dorothy’s reply appeared almost imdiately.
“Now, check if there’s another carriage following you. Don’t look back directly. Use a mirror to check, and keep the mirror slightly lowered.”
Seeing Dorothy’s new instructions, Nephthys frowned slightly. After a mont of hesitation, she began rummaging through her bag for a mirror.
As a university student who cared about her appearance, Nephthys always carried a mirror. Soon, she found a small hand mirror in her bag.
Holding the mirror up, Nephthys looked at the reflection. Through the carriage’s rear window, she could see the road behind her.
Staring at the mirror, Nephthys watched for about seven or eight minutes. Sure enough, she spotted a carriage tailing hers!
“There really is soone following ! When did they start?”
Seeing the trailing carriage, Nephthys broke out in a cold sweat. She quickly put the mirror down and began writing frantically in the book.
“Soone’s following !”
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