Chapter 3: [Blessing of ]

Chapter 3: [Blessing of ]

The person who opened the door was a younger girl in a maid outfit. She was probably not even sixteen, and strode into the room pushing a small cart. The top level had a pitcher of water, an empty cup, and a small loaf of dark bread. The bottom held a tiny chamber pot and a neatly folded white cotton robe.

H- Hello Saintess, these are the supplies for today, as ordered by the Magisterium. She bowed but her face looked uncomfortable. Doesnt look like she likes her job much.

My name is Irina, this humble servant will be your personal maid for the whole length of your stay in the church.

Hello, Irina. Nice to meet you. Im Sofia, you can just call me that. Better be friendly, she could be useful down the line.

I would be honored, Saintess, but this lowly maid couldnt possibly do so.

Alright I get it. Is this all the food Im going to get?

Yes, Saintess. I must apologize but nothing can be done about it.

Its ok. Anything else I should know?

... Irina worriedly looked through the door, her shoulders relaxed when she saw no one there. Do not leave this aisle of the building without the Magisterium. For your own good. Dutifully follow the orders and whatever happens, avoid angering the high priests, at all costs. Stepping out of line in their presence is ill advised, she whispered in a frightened tone. Theres only ever one Saintess in the church. If Im here then the last one Better take her advice seriously

Thank you, Irina, you can leave if you need to, dont get in trouble for me.

She left the room without taking the cart. Slowly closing the door after another bow.

The bread was rock hard. We ate better in the streets Sofia was once again alone in her large and empty room. Long days ahead

The white robe was nice, if a bit tight, a simple and elegant design with some lace around the hem. Certainly something Sofia would have expected to see a Saintess wear, without a doubt the most luxurious piece of clothing she had ever touched. Something practical with pants would have been better. Guess they still want me to look the part even if they feed me this crap. She was glad to still have had her underwear under her nightgown when she had gone to sleep because they didnt provide any.

With nothing else to do, she decided to follow her original plan to discreetly explore outside her room. The marble room was at the very end of a long corridor, it had four doors along the left side, another door at the other end, and the right side was open arches leading to a square cloistered garden. It was all neat and shiny everywhere. The stone walls and marble floors were polished clean, and the garden full of healthy vivid green plants and trees.

Sofia counted four floors above this one, and that was probably not all of it. The high spire projecting a shadow on the garden wall from a distance had her think the whole place was at least twice as big as this cloister, if not more. It was the Holy See after all, home to the four high priests and the famous two hundred paladins of the church, it had to still be a lot larger than that to house them all. The spire was probably the Oracles place.

The magisteriums quarters are probably very close if hes always the one to take care of the Saintesses. Sofia knew she had to silently get rid of the Magisterium and flee to another country before anyone noticed if she wanted to get away at all. There was no way to go against all the paladins or the high priests, let alone the Oracle who was rumored to be over level 200. But this one beefy old man? As long as he kept being as carefree around her as he had been today, she would find a way.

Since there was no one around, she opened the second closest door to her room. It was a small room with a few bookshelves lining the walls. There were probably only around 80 books in here, all lined on the shelf closest to the door. Everything else was empty.

A nobles etiquette

20 Keys before attending your first ball

The art of sewing

History of the Church

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Almost all of them were like this. It would have been a hard task to put together a duller collection of books. Three of them stood out to Sofia however.

On managing your mana

Basics of a healer

Intricacies of summonings

[ Deep] : the Deep.

Name : Sofia

Age : 19

Class : [Saintomancer]

Level : 1 -> 2

Health :5 / 5 -> 10 / 10

Stamina :5 / 5 -> 10 / 10

Mana :2892 / 5000 -> 2892 / 5500

Active Skills (3 / 5)

[Holy Skeleton] - Level 1 (Lv. 1) ->Level 5 (Lv. 2)

[Heal Undead] - Level 1

[Summon Blood] - Level 1

Passive Skills (1 / 5)

[Blessing of Deep] - Level 1

Classless Skills (4 / 6)

[Menial chores] - Level 7

[Sprint] - Level 3

[Fast reading] - Level 12 -> Level 13

[Shenanigans] - Level 48

Summoned heroes (1 / 4)

Lv.2 Holy Skeleton (Human)

It really fused with the blessing one She tapped her nails on the bed frame, it was a habit she picked up in her childhood. She did it without noticing whenever she was lost in thoughts.

I could have waited for the next passive maybe. But the only other necromancer passive mentioned in the book was the [Aura of Death] at level 80. [Blessing of Death]? Ill passTheres probably still more from the missing pages though.

[Blessing of Deep] : The saintess is blessed by the Deep.

Nothing new here. Very nice having a lot of seemingly useless skills, helps a lot in my situation. What is the deep even? The book never mentioned it again

Sofia went to sleep after sending a few more orders to the skeleton.

She later woke up to the sound of footsteps behind her. It was still night.