Ciel walked through the corridor. Avena followed behind Ciel. Along the way, Ciel and Avena attracted many students’ gazes, though most of them dared not meet Ciel’s eyes.

However, when they reached a staircase corner, Ciel stopped and turned to Avena.

“What’s wrong?” Avena watched Ciel, arms crossed, adopting a defensive posture, but her words didn’t spare Ciel, “Does the esteemed ‘Teacher’ Ciel not even remember where her office is?”

“I truly don’t remember.” Ciel looked at Avena and asked, “Do I really have an office? Where is it?”

Before leaving the classroom, Ciel confirmed that there were no personal items or notebooks on the desk.

If her simulated self wanted to leave hints, they would either be carried by her, with Tara, at home, or in a place her simulated self frequently stayed.

She wasn’t carrying any, so there were only the other three possibilities… She would have to check them one by one, which would indeed waste a lot of time…

“You forgot?” Avena looked at Ciel and asked.

“Mm.”

This time, Avena walked ahead, and Ciel followed behind.

Soon, Avena led Ciel upstairs, through the corridor, and to a door, which she pushed open and entered directly.

Ciel took two steps forward, but quickly realized it wasn’t an office at all, but… a restroom.

While Ciel was still dazed outside the door, Avena’s hand had already reached out and pulled Ciel directly inside.

After pulling Ciel in, Avena immediately closed and locked the restroom door. Then, she placed her hands on Ciel’s shoulders, forcing her to face herself.

“What are you doing…?” Ciel watched the faint purple halo slowly illuminating Avena’s eyes, forcibly resisting the urge to use her ability to fight back.

“Don’t move.” Avena didn’t speak, only told Ciel not to move.

A faint purple halo began to steadily expand before Ciel’s eyes. Everything around them dimmed. At that moment, she could only perceive those beautiful, amethyst-like pupils.

A speck of purple starlight slowly dripped from the dark sky. It suddenly burst open as it reached her gaze, and purple mist covered the surrounding darkness.

And countless memory fragments began to continuously appear before her—as if a movie was playing right in front of her, feeling like extra memories were being infused into her mind.

This is…

The simulated Ciel’s memories?

It seems her simulated self found a better way to record things… Did Avena successfully advance to Tier 3? Is she a Tier 3 “Soul Walker” now?

Ciel temporarily put her doubts aside. She began to focus on the scenes flashing before her eyes.

In the familiar private prayer room of the Church of the God of Order, Pope Erigma of the Church of the God of Order looked at the pulsating dark green brain before her, green fireflies flickering in her eyes. After a long while, she stood up, slowly crossed her hand over her chest, then raised it to her forehead, performing the highest act of reverence of the Church of the God of Order to me…

In a dark dungeon, several condemned prisoners were brought before me. Percy, Tara, Eleanor, and several other high-ranking members of the Church of the Savior Goddess watched, holding their breath, as I slowly raised my hand, and threads of blood from my wrist wound floated in mid-air, painting bloody runes…

I stood with other believers in front of the Goddess statue in Westminster Square, watching the Pope of the Church of the Savior Goddess and a strange woman shrouded in black veil, standing on the steps below the Goddess statue, shake hands. Queen Vitalis and the Princess gently applauded at their side, and the crowd cheered…

Inside Vitalis Palace, a round table conference was underway. Seated were Charles, Eleanor, Erigma, and a host of other transcendents representing Ansu’s top powers. They were discussing something. There seemed to be some disputes over details. Finally, everyone stopped and looked at me, standing not far away…

Beneath the sanctuary of the Church of the God of Order, Nia, shrouded in the shadows of the Other Side and the Church of the God of Order, stood before the holy seat. Her armor was rapidly disintegrating, and before her stood Avena, whose eyes glowed with a purple halo. Gradually, Nia’s armor stabilized, a trickle of fresh blood flowed from the armor’s seams, Avena looked at me, subtly nodded, and then raised the potion in her hand and drank it all…

In Adele’s secret laboratory at home, Adele, with messy hair, excitedly lunged towards me, continuously handing me test tubes and speaking excitedly, completely unaware that she was now fully weighing down on me…

In the executive conference room of the Deton Group, Lucy stood beside the conference table, introducing something to the person seated at the head, who wore a white chip mask. Then, that person stood up, extended their right hand in a friendly gesture to me, and shook my hand…

News printed with urgency appeared in almost everyone’s hands. Newsboys walked through the streets, enthusiastically shouting and holding up newspapers. I picked up a scattered newspaper from the ground and saw that it reported the development of an antidote for the “Rotting Disease,” and the official repeal of the 《Corn Laws》…

The “Substitute Death Relic” around my neck ignited in blazing purple flames. A beautiful woman with a terrified expression stumbled to the ground, looking at the host of Tier 4s standing beside me with disbelief. She was Imogen. The moment she arrived in Ansu, she was discovered by Eleanor, who possessed the “Discernment” ability. Before this, Imogen’s real portrait had already been circulated among Ansu’s high-ranking officials…

The last scene—

I sat at the head of a giant conference table. Around me sat the high-ranking officials of almost all factions in Ansu. I looked up at the end of the long table, where a strange giant, completely shrouded in a black robe, sat. I nodded subtly. Imogen was brought to the giant’s side, and the giant stared intently at me. Finally, it slowly lowered its head…

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