Amy sat in place, her mind replaying the words Ciel had just spoken.
A vast new world slowly unfolded in her thoughts.
Amy usually enjoyed shopping and outings with friends during her leisure ti. Her favorite activity was visiting small shops recomnded by friends to experience diumship or divination.
Although it never yielded results, she enjoyed these activities imnsely, falling for a different trick each week.
But she never expected that after choosing to go to Deton Manor with her father this morning, she would truly beco connected to such extraordinary powers.
No paynt required, no lengthy incantations, no mystical positioning, no boring ditation that made one want to sleep—just sitting there, magical power manifested before her eyes.
This ti it’s real!
Amy turned her head towards Ciel, gradually understanding.
No wonder Ciel acted so mysteriously aloof at the academy. It turned out she had long been part of a world she herself could never have touched...
And now, such a world was laid out before Amy.
Ciel even asked if she accepted or refused?
Amy was curious, could anyone truly utter the word refuse?
“Are you all... those... transcendents?” Amy’s gaze swept over Avena, Adele, and Nia, finally resting on Avena.
Intuition told her that this esteed Miss Roswell was likely the leader of this small group.
Unfortunately, Amy guessed wrong.
Under Amy’s gaze, Avena turned her head sowhat stiffly towards Ciel, passing the question to her.
Avena was truly unaccustod to being stared at so intensely by strangers, especially semi-acquaintances whom she couldn’t just dismiss with a cold glance.
“Yes, they are all transcendents.” Ciel replied on Avena’s behalf.
“You still have plenty of ti to consider; this matter isn’t urgent.”
“I’m willing. I want to understand.” Amy nodded hastily, afraid the offer would be withdrawn if she delayed her acceptance.
She finally understood now why Ciel had sent her away earlier. For such important matters, they indeed needed so internal discussion.
Ciel nodded gently, then looked towards Avena and Nia.
When it ca to teaching others about transcendent powers and becoming a transcendent, Ciel was practically clueless.
Because she herself was only half-baked, with a partial understanding of the transcendent world.
Moreover, Ciel’s experiences were slightly extre and generally not applicable to others.
If she were to teach soone, who knows what kind of monster she might create.
Seeing Ciel’s pleading gaze, Avena sighed inwardly, looked at Amy, and said, “If you are free tonight, you can co to my house for dinner together.”
“We can discuss the details then.”
Before discussing, Avena had to confirm the situation with Ciel.
Ciel definitely wouldn’t tell an ordinary person about transcendents without reason, unless this person wasn’t ordinary at all.
Avena ntally apologized for her earlier assumption—she had indeed misjudged. This girl nad Amy might truly harbor a significant secret.
After all, she was connected to Ciel; this secret certainly wouldn’t be boring. Avena had experienced this firsthand.
“Okay, see you tonight then!” Amy nodded. Then, as if rembering sothing, she looked at the group and asked, “By the way, I have one more question...”
“Am I... considered a mber of your organization now?” Amy looked at Avena, then at Ciel, her eyes full of expectation.
Organization? What organization?
A question mark simultaneously appeared above the heads of Avena, Adele, and Ciel.
After telling Amy they would discuss it tonight, Ciel left Amy’s house with Avena and Adele.
As for the three potion bottles, leaving them with Amy wasn’t safe, so Ciel temporarily kept them for her.
Before leaving, Baron Hastings, having regained consciousness, ca out to greet Avena. After all, he was the master of the house; it would be impolite not to receive guests from the Roswell family.
Ciel also had them check Baron Hastings’ condition. Finding nothing major besides so ntal weakness, they chose not to use transcendent abilities for healing, letting him recover on his own.
Avena’s ho wasn’t far. After boarding the rented carriage, they arrived at the entrance of Avena’s estate in less than seven minutes.
The Deton Manor incident was over, but Avena still had many things to attend to.
After confirming with Ciel that the cultists planted around her were all dead, Avena had Nia use the warhorse to relay ssages to the butler, arranging for the staff to return to work.
After all, the large hole in her reception hall had been there for days, and the stored food had almost all spoiled. It was ti for the servants to return.
After arranging these miscellaneous tasks, Avena brought Ciel and Adele to the study and began their discussion.
“What happened to her, Ciel?” Avena looked at Ciel and asked, “Did sothing unexpected happen to her at Deton Manor?”
“Yes.” Ciel nodded. These matters didn’t need to be concealed from Avena and Adele, and Ciel also needed their help.
“Do you rember about the spiritual being?” Ciel looked at Avena.
“I rember.” Avena nodded.
This was a major event orchestrated by the organization behind Ciel. For transcendents, it was definitely a catastrophe.
As for the specific casualties at the manor, they would have to wait for further intelligence.
Timing-wise, interested organizations should be preparing to investigate soon.
Adele also nodded along beside them.
“Amy encountered that spiritual being.” Ciel chose her words carefully, then continued, “She seems to have been mistaken by that spiritual being for the Saintess of the Divine Advent Church...”
“Saintess?” Avena imdiately grasped the key point and asked, “That summoned spiritual being was...”
“Perhaps because the sacrifices all bore the cultist insignia, the ritual specifically summoned a divine servant of the Divine Advent Church.”
“Divine servant...” Hearing this, not only Avena but even Nia felt a chill down her spine, a sense of lingering fear.
Fortunately, they hadn’t stayed there too long, otherwise, sothing might have really happened.
And... the organization behind Ciel was a bit too bold.
Sacrificing cultists to summon the servant of an evil god? Who were the real cultists here?
Even if the higher-ups of the Divine Advent Church ca to investigate directly, they would likely be utterly bewildered. No wonder Ciel was so confident earlier that the cultists wouldn’t investigate them anymore.
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