NOVPUB"...Although it’s a bit messy, it’s not a big problem."
Aiwass thought for a moment and made a suggestion, "Still, prioritize finding the [Cunning Spell]. Cunning Spell can give you a second chance to remedy any spell or spell-like ability that does not cause damage when it fails."
In gaming terms, it meant that all non-damaging spell abilities could be re-rolled once upon failure.
"I think Master Yanis encourages you to find this trait because you have the ’Agile Singing Voice,’ and there is a chance you may fail when singing complex Enchanted Tunes later on."
"From an expected value perspective, for instance, even if there’s only a one in five chance of succeeding, your success rate jumps to over one-third with Cunning Spell; if it was originally one in three, it will become about half; if it was half, it turns into three-quarters." Find more chapters on freewebnovel.com
Isabel wasn’t great at math, so Aiwass chose to describe it in a simpler, more intuitive way: "In this way, you essentially reduce the negative effects of Agile Singing Voice while retaining its positive ones."
"Moreover, Illusion Techniques, when seen through by the opponent, will also trigger the effect of [Cunning Spell], making your illusions harder to fail."
"By comparison, the [True Illusion] that ’allows illusions to cause physical damage’ becomes less useful. It might even make your Cunning Spell ineffective because it turns your illusions into damaging spells."
"...I see now."
Isabel had an epiphany: "The teacher just told me to memorize it, but didn’t explain why. Now that you’ve explained it, Aiwass, I understand!"
It was a last-minute cramming for the exam, Aiwass thought to himself.
Such a thing wasn’t meant to be crammed a few days in advance... Just like not teaching properly during regular classes and then cramming for the finals, it was preposterous.
Master Yanis did meticulously present Isabel with various scenarios and wrote hundreds, if not thousands of possibilities. It was clear she truly cared for Isabel, but this cumbersome method was not something Aiwass felt she would teach to a student.
...It was reasonable, though.
Although officially she was Isabel’s teacher, in reality, she was actually Isabel’s bodyguard... Given her young age as an elf, she likely had never taught anyone else before. This was her first time.
Standing had become a bit tiring, so as they talked, they sat back down on the bed.
Isabel glanced around nervously, then gently patted Aiwass’s pillow.
"What’s up?"
Aiwass was confused.
"You lie down."
Isabel whispered, "You should get under the covers... I can’t bear to see you like this."
"I’m not cold."
Aiwass emphasized, "Really, I’m not cold."
Aiwass was indeed not cold—let alone the winter temperatures, even if he were immersed in icy water, it wouldn’t cause frostbite immediately.
The third Energy Level represented a significant qualitative change. It could even be said... It was from the third Energy Level that one truly embarked on the Path of the Transcendent.
Because from the third Energy Level onwards, Transcendent power began to have a significant impact on the body.
Before this, Transcendents were just ordinary people who could use special powers. Even if an ordinary person took a gun and ambushed them first, there was a significant chance of defeating a Transcendent... And if dozens of ordinary people with guns were involved, surrendering was the only option.
But from the third Energy Level onwards, things began to change.
The earliest professional promotions began at the third Energy Level. From this level onwards, it became difficult for ordinary people to defeat Transcendents.
Even Isabel, who was purely support-focused, could now move as nimbly as an excellent gymnast. The strength that exploded from within her could enable her to move swiftly using ropes or skillfully scale walls by kicking off them. She could easily scale walls several meters high without tools; she could even dodge arrows seen from a moderate distance after they were shot.
If they were Transcendents of the Path of Beauty who were proficient in dance, they could achieve even greater feats. However, Isabel was a Prodigy... Being a Prodigy meant she wasn’t as specialized as other Transcendents of the Path of Beauty. But her abilities were the most all-encompassing, and agility was just a secondary attribute for her.
For Aiwass, the primary boost from the power of the Path was to his vitality.
Even without using the "Rite of Fire," he could now rely on his body’s rapid self-healing to perform Illumination Art. He could fully recharge just through natural healing if he expended all his mana on Illumination. If his body were cut by a dagger, probably after an hour, only a white mark would remain. Even a gunshot wound would heal in a day or two.
After all, the "Rite of Fire" was a sacred art meticulously selected by the Church. Before this technique was developed, if a Transcendent on the Path of Devotion didn’t have enough vigorous vitality, they would be completely drained by the Illumination Art.
"No, you should cover yourself with the blanket."
Isabel insisted, "I’ll just sit beside you."
Unable to dissuade her, Aiwass also got under the blanket. While he wasn’t afraid of the cold, it was definitely more comfortable inside the blanket... Lying down was also better than sitting up.
Mainly because lying in bed and talking to someone sitting on the edge felt a bit odd. Aiwass had wanted to lean on the pillow, but Isabel forcefully tucked him in instead.
——Isabel was wearing a two-piece outfit, but Aiwass wasn’t wearing any clothes. This was not only difficult for Isabel to bear but also embarrassing... mainly because she couldn’t control her gaze from scanning over Aiwass’s body.
This made her feel ashamed.
She put herself in Aiwass’s place, thinking that if Aiwass looked at her the same way, she would feel very embarrassed.
——But she really couldn’t control herself! Her eyes just drifted over on their own!
"Actually, I’ve also acquired some new abilities,"
Aiwass said with a smile, "Want to give it a try? My Blessing Skill."
"How do we try it?"
Isabel asked, a bit curious and excited.
"Lean your head over here and close your eyes," Aiwass instructed.
And Isabel obediently bowed her head closer.
Aiwass placed his hand on Isabel’s forehead, revealing a fox-like shallow smile, "This is the Blessing Skill, a sacred art mastered only by bishops. According to protocol, shouldn’t you say something to me at this time?"
Like, ’Respected Bishop Aiwass, please bestow upon me the Candle Master’s blessing,’ or something like that?
But upon hearing this, Isabel’s face instantly turned red.
She hesitated for a long time.
Taking a deep breath, she whispered softly, "Dad, daddy..."
Aiwass’s eyes suddenly widened, and he was completely stunned.
"...Huh?"
Seeing Aiwass’s reaction, Isabel immediately realized she had misunderstood his words.
Her face flushed an even deeper red.
Her first instinct was to run away, but just as she got up and turned around, she suddenly saw Lily standing quietly behind her.
Isabel screamed in fright, and her body went limp, causing her to fall back onto the bed.
"...Princess Isabel?"
Lily’s face still showed signs of sleepiness, "You’re here...?"
She said this, then stopped short.
Lily eyed the sleepwear belonging to Aiwass on Isabel, her expression becoming somewhat nuanced.
She bowed slightly, "I’m sorry for the interruption."
"No no no, you’re not interrupting, you’ve got it all wrong!"
Isabel became frantic, rushing up to grab onto Lily.
