Hearing Olivia's words, Ronan looked over with a dark, brooding gaze.
"Olivia, that joke isn't funny at all."
"I was just... well, just saying. It won't come true."
Olivia smiled sheepishly.
But just as her words fell, she truly felt a wave of pain energy emanating from Ronan.
Noticing the growth of the pain seed, Olivia's expression became a bit strange.
It seemed that making people feel uncomfortable was exactly what she needed to do next.
Gray laughed from the side, his two small mustaches twitching. "Look on the bright side. What if you're the next Bob, Ronan?"
Ronan rolled his eyes and was about to say something when Olivia's eyes darted around, and she spoke first.
"Deacon Gray, words like that won't make anyone happy. I think you should learn to say things that please people; that's how you become popular with girls."
"Sorry, I forgot you were on Ronan's team. However, I don't need to be popular with too many girls. In a man's heart, one woman is enough."
"Do you have someone you like?"
"I do."
"Does she like you back?"
As soon as Olivia asked the question, she sensed a surge of pain energy radiating from Gray.
The pain seed was sprouting and growing stronger.
Gray glanced at Olivia. "How about we move the conversation back to business?"
"Does she not care about you at all?" Olivia pressed further.
Immediately, she sensed even more pain energy diffusing through the air.
This caused her gaze toward Gray to turn somewhat pitying. She realized this deacon, who currently wore a conflicted expression, likely had a story of unrequited love, much like the two generals at the statue gallery yesterday.
"Ahem, stop it," Ronan interjected. "This is a sore subject for Gray. Let's not mention it. Gray, you should try to let her go as soon as possible. After all, her child is old enough to come to the church to pray alone starting last week."
Olivia: "..."
Gray's story seemed even more explosive than she had imagined.
And it had to be said—the lethality of Ronan's single sentence seemed ten times higher than her own two questions combined.
Gray was instantly silenced. He lowered his head and began eating his breakfast in silence.
At a time like this, Olivia naturally didn't want to make him feel any more stifled. She went to buy her own breakfast and sat down a short distance away to eat slowly.
It had to be said that the monastery's food was excellent. Fragrant white bread paired with poached eggs, hot dogs, and sweet milk made for a great appetite.
During this time, she felt the pain seed inside her chest. She felt that to make this seed bloom into a flower, she would probably have to make quite a few more people feel uncomfortable.
She might have to be a bit mischievous over the next couple of days.
...
After finishing her meal, Olivia headed to the monastery's War Preparation Room.
The War Preparation Room stored numerous spiritual materials and spiritual weapons to be provided to the transcendents belonging to the church. Even applications for the use of forbidden artifacts had to go through the War Preparation Room.
Olivia arrived at the War Preparation Room, naturally intending to apply for some spiritual materials.
She identified herself to the nun guarding the room. After receiving confirmation, she quickly applied for a large amount of spiritual paper and a higher-quality spiritual pen.
As someone skilled in making talismans, she could apply for a certain amount of spiritual paper every day. If her spiritual pen was damaged, she could also re-apply for one.
Yesterday's battle hadn't actually damaged her original spiritual pen, but she claimed her talisman-making skills had improved and she needed a better pen, which was successfully approved.
Additionally, she obtained sunflower powder, golden sea fruit shells, golden sand, and other spiritual materials.
Talismans with better effects often required more spiritual materials as aids to be produced; these were some of those materials.
Furthermore, Olivia applied for materials to set up rituals.
"Sister Olivia, according to the church's internal records, you do not know how to set up rituals. Therefore, you cannot apply for the relevant materials."
"No, no, no. I need to learn ritual setup. I am applying for study materials."
Olivia gave a slight smile.
Everyone had a certain allowance of study materials they could apply for each month, so her reasoning was perfectly valid.
The nun in the War Preparation Room stared at her for a few moments before finally approving her application.
Thus, various basic spiritual materials were presented before Olivia.
She took the numerous spiritual materials back to her room in the monastery before storing them inside her Amber Tears.
Although Amber Tears was given to her by Julia and was a legitimate item, she still didn't want too many people to know about it.
Even if the church people wouldn't covet it, once the news leaked, the heretics gathered in Kaliron might not be so restrained.
Who wouldn't love a massive portable storage space?
After putting away the materials, Olivia also placed a spare set of nun uniforms and some study books into the Amber Tears.
Just as she finished packing, Olivia heard a knock at the door.
She opened the door to find Vanessa standing outside.
"We... we... should... go... on... the... mis... mission..."
She spoke with a stutter, indicating that today's mission wouldn't be dangerous; they were just going to investigate some ordinary people.
This was still an extension of the Paradise incident. Today, Ronan planned to change his investigative angle. He wanted to directly approach other individuals whose identities had been confirmed for more straightforward questioning and investigation. They didn't need to enter Paradise today.
"I understand. Let's go."
Thinking of Paradise, Olivia couldn't help but think of Rose's existence, and doubt inevitably surfaced in her heart.
Why would Rose appear in Paradise?
From what she learned in Paradise yesterday, the people entering were basically ordinary people.
These people chose to enter Paradise without hesitation after receiving an invitation because they were dissatisfied with their real lives, seeking the joy Paradise provided.
But Rose couldn't be considered an ordinary person, could she?
Thinking of that little girl who was full of an eerie aura, Olivia felt a strange chill run down her spine. She believed the girl definitely hid a massive secret, though she couldn't be sure what it was exactly.
'Better not think too much. I might not have the ability to figure out Rose's situation right now. It's better to focus on quickly increasing my strength. Once my class rank goes up and the range the magic mirror can cover increases, won't I be able to know whatever I want?'
Olivia quickly composed herself.
Thinking about increasing her strength, her gaze involuntarily fell upon Vanessa beside her.
"Vanessa."
"Ah?"
"Does your stuttering make people dislike you?"
"..."
With one sentence, Olivia successfully made Vanessa's expression freeze, and she obtained the wisp of pain energy she desired from the other girl.
Only, seeing the stiff expression on the other's face, Olivia couldn't help but feel a bit awkward. "Sorry, sorry. I shouldn't have asked. You don't have to answer that."
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