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PilinyTheYounger · Fantasia

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CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

As the classic music came to its final strings, I hugged Levi. "That was really fun! Thanks." I said, and Levi nodded. "Zal should be done by now too."

"Ready to head back?" Zal asked, his ribbing his face. "Your face must be sore from making that expression for so long." I scoffed under my breath, and Zal glanced at me. "What?" He said, and I hid my laugh with a sound that was something between a cougha and sneeze. "Nothing." I said, rubbing my nose with one finger.

"Ah, yes. I heard from that crazy priest that you've become on of themm since the song." Zal said. Oh. I'm pretty sure I know who that crazy priest was. Lisa would probably loose her mind if she saw the ten-year-old version of Zal. Oh, poor Phil. I could already imagine him dragging Lisa away.

"Oh! really?" I asked, and Zal nodded. "They said you have to come to the church in town tommrorw."

"Oh! Okay! Thanks." I said. The church made sense. Yes! Priestdom! Now, hopefully, I could cure the plauge that was coming up.

Uhuh. You heard me. Time for another round of context. Plagues in this world are something that happen naturally. Its not something that Bog can control, but it is something he can fight by lending divine power to priest candidates. When the plague that happened in "English Rose" struck, it was made worse by the rhythm empire. This was a plague caused by the toxic waste, and the worse part was that it only affected nobles. When it happened, the emperor died first. You can imgiane that, since the crown princess also kicked the bucket soon, it was chaos with no one to rule. And in this midst, Cordelia got too scared to do anything and refused to heal people. Bog, who realzed that he had chosen the wrong person, took away her power. By the time she realized, it was too late. The Ruthim empire struck in this moment of weakness - and she died at the hands of someone's sword.

So. "The first thing I have to do is establish a sturdy reputation as a priest." I muttered, biting my nail. Then I promptly remembered that it wasn't very noble, and then my nail was safe again.

"Hello? Cor?" Levi asked, snapping fingers in front of my face.

"Huh?!" I said, jolting back to reality, and Levi led me to the carriage. "Ready to go?" He asked, and I nodded. "Yep. As ready as i'll ever be."

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