Mystery: Becoming a Creator Through the Doorway

Chapter 57 Joining the Church of the Night

Saint Anthony, seeing that Anruowang indeed showed no reaction on his face as he had predicted, smiled kindly: "Divine grace is boundless. It seems the goddess is protecting you at all times, child."

"Fear" is one of the powers held by the goddess, and it is perfectly normal that those blessed by the goddess are immune to her aura of fear.

He looked away and gestured to the chair next to him, saying, "Please sit down."

An Ruowang, a guest, followed the host's lead and sat down comfortably.

Putting aside his "fear aura" ability, Saint Anthony now resembles a kind grandfather you might see anywhere in the countryside, as if he's about to secretly slip the crumpled money he's saved from growing vegetables into your pocket.

Saint Anthony rose and poured a cup of tea for the goddess's chosen one, casually saying, "I've already heard about the 'unofficial night watchmen' from Electra; it's a very good idea. Your status as an 'unofficial night watchman' has been documented and you've officially been incorporated into the church's system."

If it's "Aleister," then according to the rules, it is indeed necessary to observe for a period of time, and then go through the procedures before making a decision.

But rules are rigid, while people are flexible; or rather, the will of God is the highest rule.

The goddess's favored ones are the rules themselves.

He wanted to become an "unofficial night watchman," so there was no problem with that; he could simply be officially hired.

Saint Anthony sat down again, picked up his teacup, raised it to An Ruowang, and smiled in his curved eyes: "Welcome home, child."

Home—or...?

An Ruowang didn't say much. He also raised his teacup, gestured to Saint Anthony, and then took a small sip of the black tea.

The moment it enters your mouth, the aroma is rich and enticing, and the taste is mellow and lingering.

The tea served by the archbishop was indeed exceptional, far superior to what he usually drank.

After all, Grylint's abilities were limited, and it was difficult for him to obtain the best tea. Moreover, he was new to the area and his status was not particularly high.

Speaking of which, the reason he drinks black tea can be traced back to "iced black tea".

It was because of this that An Ruowang became curious about what "black tea" tasted like. After trying it a few times, she became obsessed and gradually started drinking black tea.

The taste of iced black tea is quite similar to the "sweet iced tea" of this world.

Saint Anthony also took a sip of tea and squinted his eyes contentedly.

Do you like it?

Seeing An Ruowang's reaction, he smiled and asked a question, then explained, "This is a special supply for the church; you can't buy it outside. If you like, you can take some back from here."

As he spoke, he opened the drawer beside him, took out a dark tin can, and placed it in front of An Ruowang.

An Ruowang looked at the tin can, then at Saint Anthony's kind face.

Hmm, perhaps more like Dumbledore stuffing candy into people's mouths?

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

He took the tin can and put it into his little world right in front of Saint Anthony.

Saint Anthony was somewhat surprised by this, but not entirely unexpected.

He chuckled and continued, "You can come to the church to get more when you're done. If you're too lazy to brew it yourself, or if your servant's skills are too poor, just come to the church and have some tea with this old man. I'm quite confident in my tea-making skills."

When he said this, there was a hint of melancholy in his tone, as if he were an old man who had been staying at home for a long time and was hoping that someone would come and talk to him.

"Your cooking skills are truly superb." An Ruowang nodded in agreement. "If I have time, I'll come and bother you often."

Saint Anthony's smile deepened: "Then it's settled."

He took out a form: "Son, there are actually a few questions about your file. If you don't mind, you can fill it out so that everyone in the church can understand you better and it will be easier to work together on missions. If it's inconvenient, you can leave it blank."

He put down his teacup, took a form from the drawer beside him, and gently pushed it and a pen toward An Ruowang.

"Son, there are still some issues regarding your file that need to be confirmed."

His tone was gentle: "If you don't mind, you can fill it out so that everyone in the church can get to know you better, which will make it easier to go on missions together in the future. Of course, if there are some places that are inconvenient to fill out, you can leave them blank, it's not a big deal."

An Ruowang looked down at the form that had already been stamped and signed in advance.

The above lists some basic information: name, gender, age, origin, extraordinary pathway and current sequence.

Main abilities —

These are all standard contents of the personnel department's files, with the only difference being the uniqueness of this world, which adds some special, localized items.

If it's a personal resume, the "Special Achievements" and "Main Abilities" columns would probably list your interests or special skills.

This reminded An Ruowang of the past, when teachers often told her things like, "If you get a demerit and it's recorded in your file, it'll stay with you forever."

As a result, even now that he has transmigrated, he has never seen what his file actually looks like.

Fun fact: It's quite troublesome for unregistered people to get registered through normal channels, but if they deliberately break the law and get arrested, they can quickly get registered.

An Ruowang picked up a pen and began to fill in the basic information of "Aleister" in Rune script.

Thanks to his extraordinary abilities, unlike a week ago when he still spoke with a slight Chinese-accented Rune, he can now read, write, and speak Rune fluently and accurately.

In a sense, lower-level extraordinary individuals of Sequence 8 and Sequence 9 can be considered a kind of artificial genius.

They didn't surpass the average person by much due to their extraordinary abilities, but most of them were exceptionally gifted in some area.

After a short while, An Ruowang finished filling out the form and returned the beautifully written form to Saint Anthony.

Saint Anthony picked up the pleasing form and began to read it carefully: "Name: Aleister Mathers; Gender: Male; Date of Birth: October 21, 1327; Birth Status: ————"

Contact Address: West Backlund —

Extraordinary Pathways and Current Sequence: Apprentice Pathway Sequence 7 Astrologer Main Abilities: ————, Currently possessing the Apprentice Pathway Level 0 Sealed Artifact "Star Staff", and the Arbitrator Pathway Level 1 Sealed Artifact "Peyton's Sword of Law" ————

Work (within the church) status: None. Awards (within the church) status: None. An Ruowang wrote Sequence 7 "Astrologer" because he is now no different from a normal "astrologer". He has all the necessary abilities, so he naturally applied for a higher one.

Saint Anthony, who had just seen this line, naturally looked up and asked, like an elder asking a junior if they had enough pocket money: "Does the church need to prepare the next potion recipe for you, and what other materials are needed?"