The hero's gender is yet to be determined after rebirth.

The biggest problem is that they know Sally's mother is a fortune teller, which is a very despicable background! This profession doesn't involve having a husband; instead, it involves having a child through a one-night stand.

Several girls surrounded Sally and started talking incessantly. The girls who had been beaten by Sylph earlier were now blaming Sylph for it.

“Sally, things that you dare not show are naturally things that cannot be seen by others. Things that cannot be seen by others are very likely stolen goods.”

"Exactly, if it's not stolen goods, could it be the fortune teller's crystal ball?"

"Haha, oh dear, everyone knows what a fortune teller's profession is all about. Don't say it out loud, or you'll embarrass her daughter!"

These words stung, and Sally rarely showed anger.

"What? Staring at me? Trying to show off how big your eyes are?" The tall girl deliberately stepped forward, almost touching Sally.

Sally quickly shielded the package behind her back, but this brought the two women's chests almost touching.

The taller girl was even more furious standing next to her. Aside from being a little taller, they were no match for each other in terms of height!

She became even angrier and reached for the package behind Sally.

A soft female voice came from the back doorway: "One slap is not enough, my magical pets, your master commands you to slap them again."

"As Your Majesty commands!" came the female elf's voice. Sylph, naturally aware that it was inappropriate for Lorenve to hit a girl, readily took on the role of enforcer.

The priest who had come out with them slowed down at just the right moment, and even took a step back, disappearing into the doorway without showing himself.

Lorenwei waved her hand, and Sylph quickly stepped forward, slapping the tall girl so hard her face twisted to the side.

Next, she approached the remaining girls who were in cahoots.

"You, you hit me again!" the tall girl exclaimed, covering her face.

“I don’t mind letting my magical pet kick again!” Lorenwei walked forward slowly.

"Lorenvie! You're the daughter of a hero, uh, the son of a hero? Anyway, the child of a hero!"

Lorenvi merely raised an eyebrow slightly: "Oh, so what? I was the one who had my magical pets beat you up, you deserved it! You deserved it! If I weren't so lazy, I would have beaten you up myself!"

The short girl was slapped again by the quick-moving Sylph, and covered half of her face, crying out, "You, you...you dare to hit people like that! This is against school rules!"

Lorenwei snorted: "What? You consider this a private fight? Go ahead and sue me! Whether it's a battle of family power or a battle of public opinion, I'm ready for anything!"

The girls were speechless for a moment.

Taking down Lorenwei? That's incredibly difficult! Not to mention I'm still in the academy, even my parents might not dare to do it.

If I go home and say I'm going to take down Lorenwei, my parents might tie me up and make me apologize!

Lorenve had already walked to Sally's side and taken the package that she was hiding behind her.

"Speaking of which, I can't let you get beaten up for nothing. What is this thing you want to know..." Lorenwei looked at Sally's reaction before opening the package.

Sally knew she was asking for her opinion, so she quickly nodded.

"Whether this item is stolen or not is not for you to decide. This is a keepsake left by Sally's father to her mother!" Lorenwei opened the package.

A flat, box-like object was revealed to everyone.

The students and believers who were watching gathered around slightly.

"What material is this? It's so smooth."

"Rolled edges? But they're so neat! Which dwarven master craftsman made this?"

"Was it sanded out bit by bit with sandpaper?"

Most people could tell that this item was clearly not something that could have been made with the technology of this era.

It was actually just an empty 2.5-inch hard drive enclosure. Of course, Lorenwei wouldn't reveal the truth. She simply raised her voice to suppress the murmurs: "Today, Sally brought this keepsake that her father left to her mother to the church for authentication to see if it is a sacred relic."

Sally looked at the item with a strange glint in her eyes.

"The relics of the hero Mu Zhe? How is that possible? She couldn't possibly be the hero's daughter!" the tall girl exclaimed in disbelief.

“Whether it is or not, there will naturally be an assessment,” Lorenwei said calmly.

Sylph quietly returned to Lorenve's side, looking at the object as she tried to recall her memories.

Unfortunately, just like when she was prying open the window earlier, this item failed to evoke any memories for her.

That's quite normal. The item was lost before the female elf met Mu Zhe, so she had never seen it before.

“Father, may we have this item appraised?” Lorenwei asked, turning around.

When the assault happened, the priest seemed to have disappeared.

The moment Lorenwei opened her mouth to speak, he appeared with a "biu" sound. It was as if he had just arrived, at the perfect moment.

The white-haired priest stepped forward, examined the item, and confidently stated, "Using the glory of the divine light as a medium, sacred relics can be authenticated. Anything used by a holy son or daughter, or even a hero, can be identified."

He told the crowd to disperse and take their seats at the prayer table.

Lorenve pulled Sylph down to sit as well.

Sally hesitated for a moment, then instead of going to the other side of Lorenve, she took a few more steps and sat down next to Sylph.

This decision made Sylph glance at Sally twice.

Was she playing hard to get, or was she really just a reserved girl? Sylph pondered this in her mind, but couldn't come to a conclusion for the time being.

The priest began preparations for the treasure appraisal ceremony, and attendants came to present him with a staff and holy water, among other things.

Not only were the believers completely silent, but even the students who were watching the spectacle dared not speak easily, as disturbing a sacred ceremony was a serious offense.

The girls, who had just been slapped again, exchanged aggrieved glances and slowly lowered their faces, which they were still covering.

No one noticed that they had been slapped anymore.

Sally, you just wait! Once the test results come out, you're finished! This is definitely fake! It's definitely a forgery!

The priest began chanting incantations, accompanied by rituals unique to the Holy Church.

The holy water was splashed onto the item and instantly turned into rising steam.

This is a scene where the divine and water attributes support each other, presenting a scene of identification.

"It glows! It's a relic of someone of hero rank or higher!" a student who had seen the appraisal exclaimed quickly.

Gradually, the mist formed from the holy water began to condense into faint characters.

When Lorenwei was a hero, she had seen similar appraisals. For example, when a hero's party occasionally found a treasure with unknown attributes during their adventures, they could take it to the guild, loan shop, or church for appraisal to find out what kind of treasure it was and its attribute characteristics.

The words emerging from the mist gradually became clearer, and everyone could see that the handwriting read: [Relic].

The moment those three words appeared, many people gasped in surprise.

Some students were still showing off their knowledge: "The attribute display will be available soon! We'll find out quickly whether it increases the wearer's attack, defense, health, or elemental attributes!"

However, after waiting for a long time, the artifact's attributes were not displayed.

The people watching the appraisal were buzzing with discussion.

"Strange, why isn't there any notification about how much attack power it adds?"

"Could it be that the appraiser's level is not high enough?"

"No, the priest is a high-ranking mage. He can only identify divine objects. But if it is a divine object, it will emit light or have strange phenomena, such as radiance or a fragrant aroma."

The identification notes have been released: [Sword Saint Hero's Rush (Not Implemented)].

"The Sword Saint Hero? That's Lord Mu Zhe, who perished alongside the Demon King!" A classmate immediately showed deep respect.

Indeed, many students idolize the Sword Saint Hero. His epic battle, in which he perished alongside the Demon King, is still talked about today, and has even been adapted into numerous plays and operas.

Sally clenched her fists excitedly, her body trembling slightly.

However, knowing her mother's consistent behavior, she couldn't expect that this item was her father's keepsake.

Sally glanced at Lorenwei.

Thank you. Although I know that as the daughter of the fortune teller, I am not worthy to expect that I am the daughter of the sword saint hero, I will remember your kindness in bringing me here for identification so that I would not be looked down upon.

Sally's face flushed slightly, and for a moment, she glanced at Sylph again, her mind filled with unspoken thoughts.

But upon closer inspection of Lorenwei, Sally couldn't help but be somewhat surprised.

Because the expression on Lorenwei's face was one of extreme embarrassment.

"What's wrong?" Sally asked, puzzled.

She was naturally unaware of Lorenwei's embarrassment.

Damn it! The appraisal skill is even more accurate than I thought! [The Sword Saint Hero's Rush (not yet implemented)], how accurate is that! Lorenwei was both amused and exasperated.

This empty hard drive enclosure was the new, more discreet and convenient home I had prepared for my study materials, but it was lost before I could even put a hard drive in it.

Thankfully, no attributes were displayed. Otherwise, if the description became something like "[Study Material Box]" or "[Consolation for Singles]", and the attributes were something like "[Increases Push-up Experience by 30%]" or "[Increases Pre-Practice Proficiency by 25%]"... that would be too embarrassing!

Oh, right, nobody knows it's mine, right? Lorenwei felt a little relieved.

Chapter 232 So what if she's greedy? So what if she lies? Mom is still Mom…

When the results of the identification of the sacred relics came out, everyone in the church was very happy.

This is the relic of the Sword Saint Hero! Although it's a pity that it doesn't have any attributes, it's still quite an eye-opener.

The girls who had been slapped were stunned for a long time. Some of them, having recovered, were already trying to find a chance to slip away.

“Congratulations, Miss Sally, this is indeed a sacred relic,” the old priest said to Sally with a smile.

This was the first time someone of such high status had addressed Sally in such a way. For the daughter of a fortune teller, the title "Miss" seemed like a distant concept.

Sally was a little excited: "Your Excellency, thank you. But I'd like to ask why this relic doesn't have any attributes?"

The old priest thought for a moment and said, "It's not implemented, which means it might be missing something, or perhaps it's missing a mechanism design from the Sword Saint Hero. Or maybe it happened in the past, and the Sword Saint Hero didn't consider it his own relic, so it hasn't fully transformed yet."

"Not fully transformed yet?" Sally was somewhat stunned.

“This relic may require some kind of serendipity to become its fully realized form. But that possibility is too small. Without any textual aids to decipher it, it is very likely that its brilliance will remain hidden and unable to transform.” The old priest said this in a reassuring tone, trying to dispel Sally’s such thoughts.

Indeed, many artifacts cannot fully utilize their attributes, or even have no attributes at all.

Sally's mother was able to buy this relic for a single gold coin because the previous sellers were unable to activate it or discover its secrets.

Lorenwei listened from the sidelines, thinking to herself: It can't be activated. How can it be used without a hard drive? Even if it had a hard drive, there's no computer available. And without power, there's no way it can reproduce the Sword Saint Warrior's recharge efficiency.

“Miss Sally, I have a favor to ask,” the old priest suddenly said.