After confirming their advanced professions, the players left with satisfaction.
Although when they entered the Greywood, Niusel had already prepared leaves at the entrance as markers for their departure.
But out of courtesy, and also for safety, Niusel still decided to go out and escort Lin Yiyi and the other two... at least until they left the Greywood.
If guests get lost on their way back after a visit, it would be extrely rude.
Annan originally wanted to leave with them, taking the opportunity to chat with the players on the road and build rapport—after all, such a long journey always seems shorter with company.
However, before he could leave, Naifertali held him back.
It seed she had so questions that she was not sure if she could discuss in front of the three of them...
"You specifically sent them away," Giralda crossed her fingers and placed them in front of her chest, speaking slowly and inquiringly, "Is there sothing you need?"
"Yes, my lord."
After the players left, Naifertali’s attitude towards Giralda beca even more respectful. Unconsciously, she switched to using more respectful language.
"I am very sorry for suddenly taking up your ti..."
The red-haired girl poured a cup of tea for Annan and then sat down seriously to reply: "But I do have sothing important to discuss.
"I want to know if the ’Eye of Secrecy’ coming to our underground at this ti has anything to do with the ’Heart of Justice’?"
Huh?
Upon hearing this, Giralda slightly raised an eyebrow.
Facing the question, the black-haired, black-eyed middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, neither confirming nor denying: "Why do you ask?"
"Let introduce myself, my lord."
Naifertali’s tone was very calm.
But in her eyes, which reminded one of solid-state fla, the flickering light betrayed her inner turmoil and emotions.
"You might not know... The current Fearless Saint Alfonso is my brother, and my teacher is the Bone Healer Seti."
"Alfonso..."
Giralda nodded thoughtfully, slowly repeating the na.
...Who is that?
There was a bit of confusion in his heart.
Annan was not completely ignorant about saints. But he truly had not heard of this saint... at least he had not seen it ntioned in books.
At first, Annan indeed didn’t understand.
But after Paper Princess accompanied him on a few rounds in the bookstore, Annan had made up for all the missing information:
He knew of "Bone Healer" Seti, a Gold-rank idol wizard, a master at repairing holy bones.
After all, there aren’t many Gold-rank Transcendents. Once advanced to Gold, if they don’t achieve further sublimation, they will inevitably die in ti.
Silver-rank Transcendents already possess enough power to guard against accidents, and their abilities are sufficient for them to attain a noble status. If they have money and connections, it’s not particularly difficult to hire a Ritualist for a life-extending ritual.
Even the Viscount of Roth Fort, a quick-success rot-follower who knows nothing about the path of rituals, could complete a life-extension ritual. Not to ntion a Silver-rank Transcendent.
They easily get recruited by major nobles, originating from or actively joining major organizations.
Transcendents of the bronze tier are rely relatively capable fighters. They might show off for a while, only to be knocked down by a single shot from a flintlock gun. Probably only ordinary wealthy rchants and local minor nobles would hire them as teachers or bodyguards. Formal institutions wouldn’t even consider employing them... The wilderness is teeming with transcendents of this tier.
But the situation changes dramatically at the silver tier.
The "Soul Condensation" ritual perford upon advancing to silver not only condenses the turbid soul into a solid form but also purifies the body’s impurities and lengthens a person’s theoretical lifespan. It fundantally changes a person’s talents—mainly by enhancing the brain, resulting in significantly improved mory and logical thinking abilities. The body’s "purification" ans they have no deficiencies in talent.
It’s a true "rebirth."
Silver-tier transcendents, with their lengthy lifespans and robust bodies, won’t perform poorly no matter what they do or which industry they enter.
They might lack the talent to be top-tier, but they can’t be "without talent." Moreover, they won’t be affected by aging, overwork, sleep deprivation, or illness—all factors that determine one’s ability to grow.
Hence, the status of silver-tier transcendents skyrockets—they’re highly valued even by royal families. At the very least, they can be used as court ministers with long lifespans, excellent physical condition, and immunity to prophecy, charm, kidnapping, or assassination.
Noah has two-thirds of its ministers who are either silver-tier transcendents or the direct descendants of such transcendents.
After all, transcendents are much easier to manage than ordinary people.
If the relationship is not one of cooperation but service, submitting one’s Curse Binding is considered a natural sign of "sincerity."
Just like Benjamin.
If one holds the Curse Binding in hand, there’s no need to worry about betrayal or being bought off. Such talent is more reassuring to utilize.
Indeed, "Dream Stealer" Denton’s public identity is just that of a silver-tier wizard. He hasn’t even shown any other talents, which is enough to make him part of Noah’s talent reserve. He lives in the palace without any work and enjoys excellent treatnt just as an advisor.
Therefore, for ordinary transcendents—like the wizard apprentices—"silver-tier" is actually the end of the road for Transcendence.
The number of gold-tier transcendents is even fewer than the number of powerful ministers in the countries. It’s not stressful to keep track of them.
Unless, like the Dream Stealer, one remains inactive in public after advancing to gold, one can keep one’s whereabouts secret. The known gold-tier transcendents, who have openly displayed their power, can even be identified by their professions and elents.
Besides the twelve True God Popes and the Tower Masters of the Wizard’s Towers, who can never leave and thus never be encountered, there are only ten publicly known gold-tier transcendents in the whole world west of the desert.
One of them was the Soul-Bearing Monk.
He is dead.
Since he had successfully ascended to gold, he must have desired deification—regardless of the fact that no Book of Truth had been born for a long ti. But without a strong desire to "ascend," even if one’s strength ets the standard, advancing to the gold tier is impossible.
Thus, each of them was a standout in their respective field.
Most of them held the "Crown of the Supre."
Tower Masters couldn’t beco saints, and Popes probably couldn’t balance the duties of a saint and Pope.
Hence, saints would mostly be born from these ten individuals.
Not long after the era of "Hers the Second" ended, thirteen saints mysteriously began to disappear.
They inexplicably relinquished the power of the saint relics, choosing death or being abandoned by the relics themselves.
This matter might be related to a man erased from nearly all historical records, hence the lack of detail in Annan’s findings.
In the end, the whole world went through a "Decade without Saints."
Although there exist thirteen saint relics today, Annan knows of only two saints... of course, there are probably more, but the information is likely outdated.
After all, even gold-tier transcendents themselves are rare to encounter, let alone pinpointing when they beca saints.
The two publicly known saints are indeed public figures.
They are the holder of the "Eye of Patience," the "Exhaustive Enchanter" Bacon, and the holder of the "Skull of Honesty," the "Silent Unspeakable" Saint Peter.
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