My magic panel is too numerical.

I finally got asked...

Pharos felt a sudden toothache and, after organizing his thoughts, said:

"After that 'divine blessing ceremony' that day..."

He recounted his encounter with the vengeful spirit of Detective Simon, but omitted Detective Simon's request, as he didn't yet know how to begin.

As for whether or not to accept the detective's request, Pharos needs to think about it for a while.

He was still unsure of Christina's intentions; if she didn't want to leave Dawntown, there was nothing Pharos could do.

Moreover, do we really want to get involved in the power struggles within the empire's upper echelons?

Pharos was unhappy. Having lived two lives, he was no longer the spirited young man he once was.

Pharos admitted he couldn't do something like a grand escape into the sunlight.

"Simon... is that what he meant?" Christina was stunned for a moment, and the air fell silent again.

"Ugh... I really hate this woman, Pharos!" Miss Raven, who had been silent for so long, finally couldn't hold back anymore. "This woman! She's been... she's been making the atmosphere so awkward!"

Faros silently acknowledged that Miss Christina was a rather complex person who thought things through before speaking.

Her heart seemed to be constantly struggling.

After a long while, Christina spoke up: "'Raven' is a good holy sword. Unlike other holy swords, it is a holy sword forged by an A-rank magical beast and has its own 'magic'."

"Exclusive? What do you mean?" Pharos was astonished.

"Soul split," Christina replied.

Pharos noticed that the word "divide" was not like aggressive words such as cut, chop, or eliminate, but rather a gentle word like a scalpel.

"Splitting the soul?" Pharos repeated.

Why divide and not kill?

"You've just become a Holy Sword Wielder and don't know much about this," Christina continued.

"Every holy sword comes from a 'monster.' For example, this 'Raven' comes from the ferocious monster 'Shadow Bird.' You can use this sword to use the magic of the 'Shadow Bird.' This is the way a holy swordsman fights."

[Rank A Monster Shadowbird, Exclusive Skill: Soul Split]

Pharos cast a burning gaze his way: "How should I use the 'Raven's' skill?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not the wielder of the Holy Sword and cannot give you a definite answer. Perhaps you could ask Vena? Use this sword well; Simon has high hopes for you."

Pharos raised an eyebrow, seemingly lost in thought.

He still didn't understand why Detective Simon valued him so much, even though they had only known each other for half a month.

Pharos glanced at Miss Raven, who was perched on the front seat of the car, leisurely listening to their conversation.

Is it because I can see Miss Crow?

Or is it because of his own "sun and moon shining together" phenomenon?

Pharos tentatively asked, uncertainly, "He gave me this sword... because of my special status?"

"Heh~ I don't know what Simon was thinking either." Miss Christina finally smiled. "Faros, you are indeed special, but there are many people in this world who are as strong as monsters. You are not the most special one."

For example, that girl who beat you to a pulp when she was only 16?

Pharos nodded, not daring to utter a sound.

"The unusual is not surprising," Christina continued.

"But special people are often targeted. Pharos, you have to understand that as long as you are using your special abilities, you can't stay undetected forever. You have to learn to protect yourself and not trust anyone, including me."

"so what?"

"If you can't protect yourself, you should find an organization or someone to rely on," Christina advised earnestly.

At this moment, Christina got up, picked up a document and a pen from the front seat, and handed them to Faros.

Authorization Letter for the Acting Priest of Dawn Town

Pharos understood the other party's implication and took the document to look through it.

This is a recruitment document for non-staff personnel.

Non-staff members can obtain certain law enforcement powers and receive the same monthly salary and allowance as regular clergy, without having to fulfill the obligations of regular clergy.

However, if the church needs it, it must provide unconditional assistance.

Instead of signing, he continued to review the documents.

"Wait... working from home... monthly salary of 5000!"

Pharos's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

The terms of this agreement are quite generous; at first glance, it seems like a secure job with no salary to be had.

Upon closer inspection... it seems... it really is a secure job where you get paid for nothing.

"...I want to know what the church thinks of me," Pharos inquired.

"The church? Those old fogies think you're their hope for the future."

"So, Miss Chris, what do you think of me?"

Christina hummed in agreement as if deep in thought, and then said slowly:

"I believe you are not a canary content to be kept in a cage. There is a wider world waiting for you outside. You can choose to wait under the protection of the church until you have grown up, or you can choose to go out and see the real geniuses."

Faros was slightly moved. He recalled Detective Simon's request and tentatively asked:

"Even dragons return to the sea, and sparrows yearn to return to the blue sky. Miss Chris, don't you want to go and see the outside world?"

"Excellent, Mr. Pharos." Christina praised Pharos's philosophical remarks, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"But the world doesn't welcome everyone. Some people can make even the most powerful people uneasy just by being alive."

"That's a real shame." Pharos looked at the Raven in his hand, now without its sheath, and sighed silently.

Everyone has things they find hard to say, just like Pharos's identity as a time traveler, which is difficult to tell even to his closest friends.

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Bedell Green, the periphery.

In order to surround and kill Miss Lynn, the church mobilized a considerable amount of fighting force.

Lords and elementals huddled together, while beast tamers and mechanical sorcerers stood ready on the four walls.

This was a unique human wave tactic employed by the church, completely surrounding Miss Lynn's apartment, but they did not approach rashly, fearing they would be imprisoned in the hunting grounds of vengeful spirits once again.

Pharos definitely wanted to observe; he couldn't let go of the points inside the white giant's body—those were precious freedom points.

"Mr. Pharos!" Miss Venere staggered over, looking exhausted and on the verge of exploding after finishing a lot of cleanup work.

It's clear that she's not good at these things.

"Miss Vena?" Pharos was somewhat touched that the other party had taken time out of her busy schedule to see him.

"Please join the church, Mr. Pharos! I'll do anything you ask!"

Miss Venere pleaded.

"Is giving things away for free a thing in your church?" Pharos's lips twitched. "Like... for example?"

Milking cows?

Pharos glanced at the swaying motion of Vina as she ran.

He clicked his tongue twice... It has to be said, this is the biggest one he has ever seen since he transmigrated.

This is what a mature woman in her 30s is like.

What benefits will I receive?

"The trainee priests of the Heavenly Prayer Cult all have dedicated instructors! Mr. Pharos, you don't want to have to pay for your own magic lessons, do you?"

"Indeed... private magic tutoring classes are quite expensive."

"That means after joining the church, you'll have a professional magic tutor! And there's a special aptitude test, which is much more accurate than the one in the library!"

"Is Miss Venus my magic teacher?"

"Then you'll have to join the church in Castia. Dawntown isn't within my work area, but for you... I can spare some time."

Pharos's eyes lit up. "What kind of magic does Miss Vena know?"

"You'll find out soon enough, won't you?" Miss Venere's lips curled into a sly smile as she saw an opportunity.

"Miss Vena, will you also participate in the campaign to eliminate the White Giants?" Pharos asked in surprise.

"You think I came all the way to Dawn Town just to help you complete the 'Divine Blessing Ritual'?" Viner frowned, glaring at her. "I'm a 'Trainee Agent,' you know? A super-powerful one!"