NOVPUBCiel looked at the quill pen already fallen on the ground, speculating in her heart.
Ciel remained at this angle, unable to move, only watching the quill pen emit a faint silver light.
Unsure how long passed, Ciel finally felt an attractive force. Her perspective was once again adsorbed into the raven’s body.
But this time, the raven’s vision before her eyes had undergone earth-shattering changes.
The originally withered forest instantly burst into life, then rapidly withered within less than half a second. The next moment, all branches turned into flaunting bones and flesh. The mud on the ground seemed to become a blood mud pool formed after crushing bones and flesh.
Besides the distorted visual changes, Ciel’s mind also received frantic whispers. These whispers almost instantly shattered Ciel’s already weakened spirit.
The scene only lingered until the moment the raven spread its wings and took flight, Ciel’s consciousness completely dissipated.
Only after Ciel smelled a strange fragrance did she gradually wake up.
The familiar fatigue made even opening her eyes a problem for Ciel. When she managed to force her eyes open, she saw the fingers before her.
At this moment, Little Left was perched on Ciel’s head, holding a piece of burning dark purple sludge between its two fingers.
Only after sensing Ciel’s awakening did Little Left’s figure instantly collapse and dissipate, vanishing before Ciel along with the piece of burning sludge.
At this moment, the room no longer held the figures of Little Left or the hunched sludge monster. The blood-red vortex had also disappeared, leaving only the dried blood array on the floor and the sealed artifact Ciel held in her arms.
No... the simulation isn’t over yet... still more than ten hours left...
Forcing down the urge to faint, Ciel opened her mouth, softly calling out:
“Tara...”
Just calling out this name already exhausted Ciel.
The effect of 【Temporal Disorder】 had long since disappeared. “Assassin” path Ciel lost all strength, lying down on the blood-stained sofa.
Simultaneously, a cultist, using a sealed artifact in hand to listen for information inside the house, looked up towards Tara and said:
“Archbishop Tara, Lady Ciel inside is calling for you.”
Hearing this sentence, Tara instantly perked up. Her figure rapidly distorted and dissipated, leaving behind an illusory white shadow on the spot.
Appearing again, Tara was already standing outside her own house door. She lowered her head, pushed open the door, and called out:
“Lady Ciel! You called for me?”
Just after saying this, after waiting for a long time, Tara didn’t receive Ciel’s reply.
She mustered her courage, slowly looked up towards Ciel, and saw Ciel already unconscious on the sofa. Tara became completely flustered.
“Lady Ciel?” Tara quickly closed the door tightly, ran to the sofa side, knelt down, and reached out to touch Ciel’s neck.
Blood was still flowing, heart was still beating...
Almost without any hesitation, a white shadow emerged from Tara’s body, directly drilling into the shadow between Ciel and the sofa.
Strange... no pain at all?
Is it spiritual pollution?
Tara was extremely anxious. She could only transfer others’ physical pain, completely unable to transfer spiritual pollution. Healing could only rely on a “Psychologist.”
Even if a “Radiance Bishop” came, they could only help bear part of it while the person was still conscious.
Now Lady Ciel was unconscious. Where to find a “Psychologist”?
Two white shadows emerged from Tara’s shadow. They carefully lifted Ciel, carrying her towards the room upstairs.
After placing Ciel on the bed, Tara then controlled the white shadows to rush out of the room, gathering her subordinates, ordering them to find a “Psychologist” at the fastest speed.
Even if it meant kidnapping, they had to bring one over.
Unsure how long passed, everyone else had tried all possible methods, not even sparing the neighboring small towns and villages, but still couldn’t find any “Psychologist.”
Just as Tara ordered some people to return to headquarters at the fastest speed to seek assistance, Gemma, dressed in noble attire, found Tara pacing in the living room and said:
“Archbishop... I didn’t find a ‘Psychologist,’ but...”
“Get to the point!” Tara interrupted Gemma’s words unceremoniously.
Gemma dared not delay further and said quickly:
“I had a brief encounter with Avena of the Roswell family. She didn’t stay with the Roswell family but ran outside and took the ‘Listener’ potion... I’m afraid she’s the only ‘Listener’ in the entire Berren City.”
“‘Listener’ works too! Quickly, bring people to invite her. If invitation fails, just kidnap her directly!” Tara quickly ordered.
“Archbishop Tara... the person has already arrived,” Gemma lowered her voice and said, “She refused to come before, but after I mentioned Lady Ciel’s name, she came voluntarily...”
Five minutes later.
Avena sat on the stool beside the bed, looking at Ciel lying on the bed with a somewhat pained expression, her heart filled with mixed feelings.
Ciel... the organization you mentioned, was it actually the Divine Advent Church?
Avena took a deep breath, looked at the person she had missed for so long lying on the bed, and finally extended her hand, pressing it on her forehead.
She would wait for Ciel to wake up, then ask clearly what exactly was going on.
Also, the things Ciel held in her arms, among them the eyeball, Avena knew very well whose it was.
This thing appearing in Ciel’s arms meant Oppold was most likely dead.
As Avena softly hummed a lullaby, her brows began to furrow slightly, and blood vessels started spreading in her eyes.
And Ciel, lying down, her expression gradually eased.
...
【Save character file?】
Ciel opened her eyes. Before her was a silver-white space.
Passed out the whole time?
Ciel subconsciously looked down. There was nothing in her arms, only a white expanse, her own spiritual body.
And standing before Ciel was naturally herself from the “Assassin” path.
【Save character file?】
The system prompt appeared again before Ciel, but Ciel still ignored it, lost in thought.
That quill pen sealed artifact had gone mad, at least half-mad.
It was due to eating something that caused its mental mutation.
This could also explain why its emotions were so inconsistent before and after.
And that world...
Was it the Ancient Era?
Or the so-called Old Days?
【Selection time exceeded. File automatically saved to No.5, named: “Assassin” Ciel】
A silver light directly enveloped Ciel.
This works too?!
Not giving any time at all! So stingy!
Ciel only had time to utter this sentence in her mind before her consciousness returned to reality.
