Chapter 244: Chapter 155: Level 2 Scholar (3)

"Babysitting again today?"

A pink-haired Divine Officer approached, bowing to Kumironi and offering a pious greeting.

Kumironi could only offer a helpless smile in response. "May Sophia be with you, Chum."

"I’m bringing them to observe a promotion Ritual today, and also to help Leng Qingying get promoted."

The pink-haired Divine Officer called Chum squatted down in front of Lu Cang. "Lu Cang, we meet again."

Chum poked Lu Cang’s cheek.

Lu Cang maintained an elegant smile. "Sister Chum..."

Chum was Kumironi’s colleague. Lu Cang had met her once before when he went to the Divine Hall of Life to look for Kumironi.

She was a Judgment Priest of the Divine Hall of Life.

He’d heard she had an extremely rare Secret Scroll Profession, responsible for heretic tribunals and combat within the Divine Hall of Life.

She was one of the few combatants in the Life Church.

’Who would’ve thought this lively, pretty, pink-haired big sister would be in charge of combat?’

"Chum, aren’t you on leave today?" Kumironi asked.

"The Church is summoning me. They said traces of heretics have appeared. I guess it’s another investigation, purge, or something of that sort."

"There are so many heretics lately. I can barely keep up."

Kumironi smiled. "After all, the season of Death and Destruction is fast approaching. Those guys love to be active during this time."

Kumironi was a High Priest, a position of immense power.

This meant that she was basically in charge of everything.

But by that same token, it also meant Kumironi didn’t need to follow up on the vast majority of less-important matters.

It was just that if Kumironi didn’t go, someone else had to.

Chum was one of these high-level workers. In truth, Chum’s status wasn’t much lower than Kumironi’s. As a Level 5 Chief Judgment Priest, her rank was probably only one level below Kumironi’s.

Yet she was the one who had to rush all over the place.

Chum was quite envious of Kumironi’s leisure.

She even had time to look after kids.

Chum asked, "You’re all about to set off too, right? To the Valley of the Deep Fall..."

"Yes. After all, it concerns Pure White. I won’t be at ease if I don’t go and see for myself," Kumironi replied.

’Pure White...’

Lu Cang couldn’t help but think of the Pure White Descent Ritual he had mastered.

The core tenet of Rituals was the exchange of costs.

If the Pure White Descent Ritual required a hundred billion of the most supreme and pure souls, then the materials required for the Death Church’s final Sacrifice ritual wouldn’t be much different.

Although the types of Rituals were different, the value of their costs was nearly identical.

Unless they could defy the Rules of the world.

And in this world, there were two things that could defy the world’s Rules. One was Root Magic, which could twist the Rules of Magic to a certain extent based on the Root Source one comprehended.

The other was a Divine Talent, which directly twisted the Rules allowed by the Talent itself.

Beyond those, the only other thing Lu Cang was aware of that could break the world’s Rules was a [Miracle].

But in any case, it was definitely better to go and see for himself.

Lu Cang was not one to leave things to chance; it was better to be safe than sorry.

"I have to go. I’m probably the last one to arrive."

Chum said her goodbyes to Kumironi and ran off toward the Life Church headquarters.

At noon, he had lunch with Kumironi and Leng Qingying.

This was his first time truly getting to know Leng Qingying, and he also learned about her past from Kumironi.

Her parents had died when she was young, and from the age of eight, she had struggled to survive in the slums outside Kernoya City.

That year, at eight years old, she was captured by a perverted old man.

She was nearly violated by him.

But while she was bound, she managed to get her hands on a sharp piece of stone. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

She cut the ropes, seized the opportunity, and slit his throat, killing him in a single blow.

Afterward, she happened to be found by Kumironi, who was passing by.

Taking pity on her tragic fate, and after learning her story, Kumironi helped her awaken as an Assassin. Then, she pulled some strings to get her into Kernoya’s Assassin Academy to study combat and survival skills for an Assassin.

’Sigh.’

’Sister Kumironi, you’re a bit too much of a Holy Mother.’

’The good kind of Holy Mother, I mean. Always saving someone, helping someone...’

Lu Cang now more or less understood why Leng Qingying had such a difficult personality.

’Growing up without a family really does lead to gaps in one’s upbringing. And the experience of fighting others for scraps of bread in the slums since she was five...’

’The teachers at the Assassin Academy probably taught her things like ’the strong are revered,’ ’the weak are prey for the strong,’ and ’it’s either kill or be killed.’’

That was the stereotype of an Assassin, after all.

However, judging from Leng Qingying’s attire and the style of her weapon, it was clear she was doing well for herself now.

At the very least, her gear wasn’t cheap.

After all, she had already become Kernoya’s strongest Assassin. In this world, it was a given that powerful people would not be poor.

Leng Qingying sat across from Lu Cang and took the initiative to ask, "Why are you so strong?"

Lu Cang: "Watch your honorifics."

Leng Qingying’s cheeks puffed out.

But in the end, she took a deep breath and asked respectfully, "Lord Lu Cang, why are you so powerful?"

Lu Cang answered without a moment’s hesitation, "Ninety-nine percent hard work and diligent practice, and one percent talent and luck."

’Though that one percent of talent and luck is indispensable, of course.’

"Can I... become stronger with you, Lord Lu Cang?"

"I’m a Mage, and you’re an Assassin. Our principles are different, aren’t they?" Lu Cang said, putting a grilled sausage into a piece of bread and taking a bite.

"But how do you practice the principles of an Assassin? Do you run Dungeons too?" Lu Cang asked in return.

Leng Qingying replied seriously and frankly, "No. I kill people."

The corner of Lu Cang’s mouth twitched slightly as he looked toward Kumironi.

Kumironi’s expression, however, remained unchanged as she calmly sipped her flower tea.

Lu Cang blinked.

He looked at Kumironi, then back at Leng Qingying.

’Kumironi, she said she kills people... Aren’t you, the High Priest of the Divine Hall of Life, going to do something about that?’