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Chapter 4: Terror Clown. ₍₍⚞(˶˃ ꒳ ˂˶)⚟⁾⁾

  Wait, what’s happening?

  Everyone was staring, stunned, in the direction the sacred light was moving away, completely astonished.

  Even the Pope opened her mouth slightly, staring fixedly at the scene before her.

  She had been waiting for this day for far too long. She had read countless descriptions and records left by popes of past generations about the Divine Descent and the selection of a Saint, but she had never heard of anything like this.

  This is madness.

  Goddess, why would Your grace descend upon a place of punishment like this?

  In fact, the clerics and nuns present here had passed through rigorous selections, ensuring their absolute faith in the goddess. None of them had ever been sent to solitary confinement.

  Moreover, the confinement cell itself was rarely used, and she had not recently heard of anyone making mistakes. Although she was the Pope, she always closely monitored the new generation of brothers and sisters, and she could name almost every aspiring cleric and nun in that convent.

  “Who is in the confinement cell?” the Pope turned her head, looking urgently at an elderly nun beside her. “Quick, tell me, Johanna!”

  “It’s… a young sister suspected of being possessed by an evil entity. Andreas said he heard her speak a language that doesn’t exist on any continent, Your Holiness Sharon.”

  It was also the first time Johanna had seen Pope Sharon so anxious, so she told everything she knew, hiding nothing.

  “The name?” Sharon asked. “What is the sister’s name?”

  “Elysia.”

  “Elysia?” Sharon immediately remembered. The appearance of that child was truly not easy to forget.

  “Take care of them. I’ll go have a look.”

  There was only time to leave this hurried instruction. Sharon took a small step forward with her left foot, and the moment the sole of her shoe touched the ground, she had already disappeared without a trace.

  As if she had simply vanished from this world.

  .....

  ....

  ..

  No, what is happening?

  Elysia removed the card that had been stuck to her face, and upon looking at that white-bordered card, she was completely stunned.

  On the card was a completely different face. A tall, slender body, a face covered with ridiculous yet slightly scary makeup. Grayish-green curly hair fell loosely down the back, pupils of the same color staring coldly ahead.

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  Although there were no instructions for use, Elysia knew that as soon as she used this card, she could transform into it and gain its attribute bonuses.

  It was practically like gaining an extra life. Furthermore, the card had no class attribute; maybe she could use different cards to become different classes?

  If she had enough cards, wouldn’t that be the same as mastering all classes?

  Although the drawn card and the system’s evaluation left Elysia somewhat speechless, the hidden potential behind it gave her a glimpse of a promising future.

  It was easy to see that if the person on the card removed the makeup, she would definitely be a pretty girl. Though she didn’t know why she thought so, Elysia was absolutely certain: she was a stylish girl.

  She just didn’t know exactly what “elegant” meant in the name.

  “System, can I obtain male character cards?” Elysia asked mentally, with some hope.

  「Gender is bound to the original body( ^?^)っ?╰?╯」

  The emoticon at the end only made Elysia even more irritated.

  “Ugh, trash…” Elysia muttered softly, then began examining the card more carefully.

  Would the image on the card change after changing the character’s outfit?

  If it did, would the next transformation also be in that altered appearance?

  Damn, if that were the case, it would mean she could have multiple alternative accounts!

  And on top of that, instant swapping!

  But that would have to wait until she had a chance to escape the convent. After all, the church had forces she didn’t know about, and if she were discovered, there would simply be no way to explain.

  In short: stay very quiet in the convent until she understood this world, and then find an opportunity to make a deliberate mistake and get expelled!

  Good!

  The more Elysia thought, the more perfect the plan seemed. After all, she was just an insignificant future nun, and whether she stayed or left wouldn’t have much impact on the great church.

  What a relief~

  Just as Elysia was thinking this, in the blink of an eye, the confinement cell she was in lit up.

  It literally happened in the blink of an eye. The previous second, it was still a dark individual cell, smelling of mold and decay; the next instant, it was completely illuminated.

  As if it had always been this way.

  And before her, a source of white light appeared out of nowhere, with some mysterious symbols inscribed within it.

  “I have found you, variable…”

  A voice that sounded like celestial music came from the light source, echoing endlessly as if finely tuned, causing Elysia to lose focus.

  In that brief moment of distraction, the light shot straight to the center of Elysia’s forehead, disappearing completely inside her.

  After a brief pause between the eyebrows, it slowly descended to Elysia’s right hand, fully entering it. On the back of her right hand, a delicate circle of white inscriptions appeared.

  “As expected of a… variable…”

  The voice dissipated along with the light, and Elysia collapsed into the chair, losing consciousness of her body.

  Although her body had lost sensation, her consciousness had entered a state of extreme frenzy.

  A massive amount of knowledge flooded her mind and was continuously being sealed; merely looking at it made her consciousness feel a soul-ripping pain.

  The knowledge continued to be sealed until finally, only a few fragments of an unknown language remained, infiltrating the white inscriptions on Elysia’s right hand. Only then did everything truly calm down.

  “What… happened…”

  As consciousness returned to her body, Elysia extended her still-trembling right hand and rubbed her head.

  It seemed as if something terrible had just occurred.

  At least for Elysia, who had never witnessed any extraordinary abilities, that ball of white light was something new.

  If the Goddess of Hope knew that, in Elysia’s eyes, her divine light was just a “novelty,” she would probably be furious.

  “System, what happened?” Elysia asked mentally.

  Instinctively, she summoned the system panel.

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