Chapter 371: Abnormal Aura

Agatha had reached the streets, where the biting wind swept across the open spaces between buildings and hit her face head-on, bringing her fully to her senses.

Yet in her mind lingered a series of questions that had nearly shaken her worldview and reshaped her cognition—

"Doesn't the Frost Church award bonuses to proactive citizens who report heretic leads?"

"You've never used a bank account? Does your church normally avoid contact with everyday life?"

"You couldn't tell that was a bank account number?"

Agatha had never imagined that her biggest lapse in composure when dealing with a Transcendent being would be under these circumstances.

Moreover, she firmly believed that Bishop Ivan from the great cathedral and the cryptographers and diviners still devotedly researching "arcane numbers" there would react much the same as she did.