The goddesses attempted to gain my salvation.

Today was truly a headache.

At such a young age, she managed to smash a hen's head off, and did it piece by piece with a stone.

This incident will likely have a negative impact on the other children. I may need to consider separating her from the other children.

I've heard that drawing is a great way to depict her inner world and also helps her release negative emotions to some extent. Perhaps she could give it a try.

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Child A

Lately, she seems like a completely different person to us.

[He stopped laughing shrilly and spoke very politely. He stopped bullying classmates and even made us many new toys.]

But we haven't completely forgiven her yet.

After all, she killed our chickens.

[Priest]

Indeed, painting can change a person's state of mind.

Recently, I've heard from many people in the church that she's become much more docile and less irritable than before. This is a good thing.

However, there's something off about her paintings. Perhaps it's due to trauma.

In short, she is getting better every day.

Furthermore, I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I can sense two completely different magical powers emanating from her. Could it be that she has a natural dual-attribute magic circuit?

[But why didn't this special physical condition manifest itself before?]

When I have time, I'll ask a nearby magic scholar.

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Child B

She really is different now.

[She used to be like a little devil, now she's like a quiet doll.]

However, she still doesn't like talking to others.

[Furthermore, the priest asked her to introduce herself today.]

Strangely... when she introduced herself, she said her name was Orina.

But I clearly heard the priest say that her name was... Olivena.

Did she change her name?

[Priest]

【no doubt. 】

She possesses an extremely unique dual-attribute magic circuit, and it's the rarest of all—both light and dark attributes!

[This is unbelievable!]

[If she is properly trained, she will surely become the most powerful mage on this continent in the future!]

Perhaps I could try asking her if she wants to join the Vatican!

Fortunately, when the nuns cleaned her body before accepting her, they learned that she was still a virgin, thus meeting the requirements for initiation.

I'll ask her about it tomorrow.

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[Child D]

Today, she kept looking outside the fence.

There was clearly no one there, yet she seemed to be looking at someone.

[I still tear up occasionally.]

How strange.

We've accepted her and given her toys to play with. Although we didn't get along well at first, she made us many toys and even raised chickens with us.

I think we'll become good friends.

[Priest]

Today, the person who brought her here came again, bringing with him many gold coins.

I've never seen so many gold coins in my entire life.

[Who is he? ]

[And after he left, Olivena...or rather, Olina, cried all day while looking outside.]

Fortunately, Olina eventually agreed to join the Papacy.

That's enough.

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After that, it's just some everyday notes, like playing with the children.

Ryan closed the document, leaned back in his chair, and rubbed his eyes.

The shock of this information was so intense that countless questions flashed through his mind. Ryan then explored the answers to these questions in a self-questioning and self-answering manner.

Olivena...

Orina...

Between the two of them, which one is... the true dominant personality?

Could it be that Olivena is the one?

So, where did she get her dual-attribute circuits?

And who exactly was the person who took her to church?

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"Ryan..."

Olivena crossed her legs, examining the ring on her finger, a strange emotion flickering in her eyes.

Since they are the same person as Orina, their memories and emotions are also shared.

Therefore, Olivena knew what Ryan said behind the window screen that night, and she also knew that he had now gone to Lavala City.

"You should have found my past by now..."

"But, when you really know everything..."

What kind of expression did you have at that time?

"I'm really looking forward to it..."

Chapter 184 The Piper of Merleau

The church in Anhe was quieter tonight than ever before.

Even the children's noise couldn't be heard.

The old priest did not choose to go to sleep, but sat in the archives, staring blankly at the old portrait that looked quite vintage.

That was a group portrait of Orina's group of children.

Although Olena was still young at the time, her aura and stunning beauty remained radiant even years later.

The memories of the past were awakened by the appearance of the two mysterious travelers today.

Like a surging tide, it stirred up waves in my mind, unstoppable.

I wonder how Lady Orina is doing at the Holy See these days.

In the quiet of the night, do you ever think of what this place once was...?

Lost in his memories, the old priest was completely unaware of the silent changes taking place within the church.

The children, who were "sleeping," seemed to be controlled by silk threads, stiffly getting out of bed.

His once youthful face had, without anyone noticing, become foul-smelling and rotten.

His pupils gleamed with a stark white light, and his lips curled upwards, revealing sharp teeth covered in foul-smelling saliva.

The melodious sound of a flute drifted from outside the corridor. As if guided by some unseen force, they left their rooms and came to the corridor.

A middle-aged nun who happened to get up in the middle of the night saw all the children out and assumed they were playing games instead of sleeping.

Slightly angry, he put his hands on his hips, ready to go over and give him a lecture.

But when she reached the children, she suddenly stopped.

Her pupils contracted in shock at the sight of the children.

what happened!

Just as he was about to shout, a thin wound suddenly appeared on his neck.

Then, a trickle of blood flowed from the wound.

Without warning, the middle-aged nun's head fell to the ground with a thud.

Her face still held the look of surprise from being startled.

The middle-aged nun struggled to roll her eyes, but even after losing consciousness, she couldn't understand what had happened.

In the darkness, a hooded figure, whose gender was indistinguishable, let out a chuckle.

"Early to bed and early to rise makes a good child!"

"Fall into eternal sleep."

Immediately afterwards, the melodious sound of a flute rang out once again in the corridor.

It was crisp and melodious, but it also carried an indescribable eeriness and sinister feeling.