Chapter 85: Serie: Why does my chest hurt?
Originally, this administrator mode could only be logged into by the Goddess herself, and the life-constituting magic on it would only help the Skywing Clan recover from injuries when used by other members of the Skywing Clan.
But who was he?
He was the fated person of the Orger, the future wielder of Atos, and the one destined to slay a god.
Therefore, when he used this magic, it was naturally equivalent to the Goddess herself!
Anyway, since the Goddess was in such a state, Kurtz wasn't worried about her coming to trouble him. The divine power seemed to accept him.
Well, actually, when Kurtz used this magic, he added some of his own modifications.
There was nothing he could do; it was purely an unconscious act. His habit of improving magic kicked in again.
By the time he came to his senses, the magic circle on Olivia's body had already been tampered with.
Realising what had happened, Serie snatched the original holy scripture. The words on it were still like an indecipherable script to her, but she absolutely could not let this man continue to interpret it.
Simply healing someone could tamper with their faith; if Kurtz were allowed to continue studying this, she wouldn't dare imagine what this original holy scripture would become.
After convincing herself with this reason, Serie explained, "What you're doing is too dangerous. I must keep the original holy scripture."
"But you don't even understand the words on it, right?"
Kurtz felt that Serie's attitude was a bit off, but he couldn't pinpoint exactly what was off. Serie seemed tense somehow.
In the end, he could only interpret it as her being jealous that he could interpret the holy scripture.
"Calm down, okay, when I learn it, I'll teach you all the magic on it; you don't have to worry about it."
He not only wanted to teach Serie, but also in the future, he wanted to teach Norn and other humans, so that more people could learn the holy magic from the holy scripture.
As for the Goddess and the Skywing Clan's thoughts, Kurtz didn't care.
If they had opinions, Kurtz suggested they come forward and discuss it with him personally.
Of course, the premise was that they could come forward.
"That's not the reason."
Serie sighed, having no intention of returning the holy scripture to Kurtz. Her grip on the tome was tight.
She also didn't know why she was doing this.
Theoretically, handing the original holy scripture to Kurtz, letting him interpret and learn the magic on it, and then teaching it to her, would be the optimal choice.
But after seeing him tamper with Olivia's faith, she felt something strange. This feeling made her act this way.
On the other side, Olivia remained standing, her silver wings trembling slightly.
She looked down at her hands, feeling the flow of magic within her body; it was a different flow than before. Her faith and reason were clashing.
"Since that's the case, then I... what should I do...?" Her voice was full of confusion. "For thousands of years, my life, my faith, all belonged to the Goddess... But now..."
But now, it had all been taken by this man.
Should she be angry?
But this man was the fated person, and also the one the Goddess was waiting for, and the Goddess she believed in had already been replaced by a false god, along with her own faith becoming false.
She had no right to be angry at all.
Perhaps, she should even thank him?
Thank you, Lord Kurtz, for saving me from that false god.
At this moment, Olivia suddenly understood something.
Serie held the original holy scripture, vigilantly looking at this former loyal servant of the Goddess: "You should be very clear now, your faith connection has been broken..."
"No, not severed..." Olivia interrupted her, raising her head, her eyes firm, "It-it just transferred to him."
She slowly walked towards Kurtz.
Finally, she knelt on both knees before Kurtz, her palms joined at her chest, her silver wings folded behind her back.
"Lord Kurtz, my revered master, please allow me to assist you in fulfilling your mission, in fulfilling the oracle bestowed by the Goddess."
"Hmm... Have you really decided?"
"Yes, this is the inevitable choice!" A magic circle quietly operated behind Olivia, and the power of faith began to transmit. "My life has been rewritten; this is an irreversible fact. Since that's the case, let this faith of mine become your sharp blade and accompany you on your journey."
To be honest, Kurtz felt strange about Olivia's actions.
Although having a beautiful angel lady kneel before him and say such things did make him a little excited, Serie's cold gaze next to him was even more uncomfortable.
Could it be that Serie suspected he did it on purpose?
Heaven knows.
He was simply suffering from an occupational hazard. His compulsive need to tinker with magic had consequences he never anticipated.
Whenever he learned a new magic, he always wanted to improve it, and this time, he caused trouble with his improvements.
Seeing that Kurtz didn't reply, Olivia looked at the others. She also knew that to assist Lord Kurtz, she must also gain the approval of his companions.
She stood up and looked at Serie, her gaze sincere: "Miss Serie, I understand your concerns, but please believe that there is no falsehood in my words."
Serie naturally knew that everything Olivia said was sincere.
Rather, from the series of events that transpired since she found her, it was clear that she truly knew the truth of the matter and had become someone who wanted to wield a sword against the false gods.
But why did it have to be that guy Kurtz? The question bothered her.
That strange feeling drove Serie to say something against her will: "But why should I trust a former enemy?"
She didn't want this woman to join her team.
Olivia unfurled a magic circle, its silver light casting patterns on the walls: "This is a magic contract that controls my life. As long as I have any intention of betrayal, I can be completely killed through this contract, but I hope this contract can be entrusted to Lord Kurtz for safekeeping."
Seeing that the other party had gone this far, Serie had no choice but to close her mouth and leave the choice to Kurtz, as did the others. Serie clenched her jaw.
Kurtz took a deep breath: "I agree to your request, but remember, we are companions, not gods and servants. We don't do that here."
Olivia was stunned, a strange light flashing in her eyes: "You are indeed... different."
To gain the allegiance of a Skywing Clan member, let alone a member of the Thirteen Council, was something all beings on the continent wouldn't even dare to fantasise about.
And this man in front of her casually refused it.
"Companions, huh..."
Olivia muttered this word, just like Serie did back then.
Serie watched this scene, and her chest tightened for some reason.
She hadn't felt this way when Somo and Norn joined them. This was different somehow, like someone was about to take something important from her.
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