was absent for one month.

Chapter 98 - Absent for a Month

The Church of the Night actually showed me one level 0 sealed item and two level 1 sealed items.

Xia Er didn't know how to respond to this heavy trust.

Are they really not afraid that Chael will follow in the footsteps of Ince Zangwell and get involved with the "Mother of Heaven" in their defection?

Is this appropriate?

Chael turned to look at Bishop Elektra in the distance.

Isn't this appropriate?

This isn't about looking at a reservoir; it's about looking at a nuclear arsenal.

"You are not alone; a senior night watchman will guide you."

Bishop Elektra gestured with his eyes for Chael to follow the old man beside him.

This is still the tradition of the Church of the Night mentoring newcomers. The person in charge of mentoring Shael is a senior Night Watcher who has never been able to shake off the influence of the Gate of Charnis.

The hooded old man led Chael away from the area where the three superimposed sealed artifacts were located.

He said in a somewhat hoarse voice:

"You won't hear those dangerous sounds here."

Shael was speechless. He took the initiative to "listen" and was able to hear the "voice" of the "Mother of Heaven".

But a normal "listener" certainly wouldn't hear the voice of this "secret servant".

"Because it's too dangerous here... so I can't hear the sounds of danger, right?"

Chael still intended to appear somewhat resistant.

After all... what if... one day the goddess of the night "descends" upon the woman inside and wants to go out for a walk? As Xia'er, the newly appointed security guard of the church, should he stop her or not? Should he report it or not?

"Contact with these two sealed artifacts may initially cause amnesia, and if one gets lost, one may become trapped in a dream from which one cannot wake up."

The hooded old man explained.

"Wouldn't a nightmare be just right?"

"They often have activities in their dreams at night. Because sometimes the dream world conflicts with the real world, they will have a problem that is almost 'forgetful,' thinking that they did it in reality, but actually they did it in the dream world."

"Aren't they more suitable for this job?"

Xia Er felt a surge of emotion as he gazed upon this even stronger "Nightmare".

These are two sealed artifacts. One of them has the negative effect of causing amnesia, while the other has the negative effect of potentially causing the person who comes into contact with it to enter a dream world where reality and illusion coexist. Once they cannot distinguish between reality and dreams, they may become lost.

Nightmare is indeed a more suitable guardian.

Although they sometimes can't tell the difference, at least they have more experience.

"The Nightmare Demon has become a mainstay of the church."

"Your inspiration is high enough, and the listener's perception also allows you to better discern the environment."

"Besides... other nightmares won't stay here forever, but you'll be staying here for a long time."

The old man explained it simply: it's always good to have one more person on duty.

Moreover, it will take at least three months, or perhaps longer, for Xia'er to advance to the next rank, so she can stay underground with them for a long time.

Since I'll be spending most of my time behind the Charndoorn gate anyway, why don't I cover for some of my colleagues?

Xia'er pursed her lips slightly. It's just a shift, right? Considering the Church of the Night will provide Sequence 7 potions for free...

It's not unacceptable; you can just take a walk around every day, check if the "sealed item is abnormal," and that's it.

"If I become a hermit, I won't have to live in the church anymore, right?"

Just in case, Xia Er specifically asked.

"Of course, once you've digested the potion and completed your advancement, you can return to normal life."

The old man glanced at Xia Er and shook his head.

Young people are too impetuous; promotions don't happen that quickly.

A month later.

After digesting the Listener's Potion, Xia Er advanced to Sequence 7 Hermit and bid farewell to his senior.

Although the accommodation inside the church is quite nice, why live in the company dormitory when you have your own place to live?

The old man's eyes, which used to be somewhat stiff, were now much more agile, and he looked at Xia Er in disbelief.

"You don't need to be surprised."

That's what geniuses are like.

"It only requires 99% of the goddess's favor and 1% of talent."

"I said with a smile."

He is a genius, a once-in-a-millennium genius of the Church of the Night!

"How do you digest so quickly?"

The "Night Watchman" who was carried into the realm of demigods even wondered at this moment if his daily interactions with him had accelerated his performance.

"Because I really was listening carefully."

"Learning to listen to others' opinions is a basic quality of a missionary."

Xia Er suppressed the upward curve of his lips; he had just played the role in advance, hadn't he?

"You can leave now."

"The Night Watchman" said, his face twitching.

He knew, of course, that the reason wasn't some so-called talent.

Every day, inside the Charis Gate, through the church's seal, Chael listened to the censored sounds.

The time spent outside the Chanis Gate was spent receiving worshippers inside St. Samuel's Cathedral, patiently listening to their needs.

To answer their questions, assist other bishops in completing sermons, listen to hymns of the night, and hear the prayers of believers.

Although the Church of the Night restricts the scope of listeners' activities, they can certainly move around inside the church. Which low-sequence body can withstand staying behind the Gate of Charnis 24 hours a day?

Chael's actions speak for themselves.

No one in the Church of the Night thought that digesting a Sequence 8 potion required listening to the whispers of an evil god.

This is just sequence 8.

Shael also successfully achieved the accomplishment of being two sequences ahead of Mr. Fool, establishing an ecological hierarchy of contempt between Sequence 7 and Sequence 9.

He stepped into Mr. Fool's kingdom in a good mood, and after trying to manipulate his shadow to press the toilet flush button, he quietly waited for the summons of some hidden being.

3 PM.

Above the gray fog.

Chael has missed many tarot readings.

In any case, attending a Tarot meeting behind the Gate of Charis is somewhat disrespectful to the Church of Orthodox God.

When I returned to this mysterious space again.

The new member, "The Sun," Derrick, thought a new member had arrived.

"Mr. Angel, it's been a long time."

"Justice" Audrey's eyes lit up when she saw "Angel".

She had almost thought the "angel" wasn't coming anymore because of the "angel's" repeated absences, and she was heartbroken for a long time because of it.

I always feel that a tarot reading without Mr. Angel is somewhat incomplete.

"Mr. Angel?"

Derrick looked over at "Sun," and even though it was just a code name, he felt that "Angel" was amazing.

Both "The Fool" and "The Hanged Man" are observing.

The former considered kicking out "Angel," but worried that cutting ties completely would diminish their authority and cause the other party to reveal the existence of the Tarot Club and information about some of its members, resulting in unnecessary consequences.

The latter thought that the "angel" had just "pledged loyalty" to Mr. Fool and voluntarily accepted Mr. Fool's gift, and then had been absent ever since. Mr. Fool didn't punish the "angel," so was he sending the "angel" to complete some secret mission? "Hello, little sun, I am an angel."

"Long time no see. I haven't been able to attend tarot gatherings before because of the role I was playing."

"Now I can finally relax for a while."

Chael leaned back comfortably in the bronze chair, looking quite relaxed.

The Fool, who was about to lean back, abandoned the idea, silently clasped his hands on the table, and changed his posture.