"No, I'm not quite fit for that title yet." The Hero shook her head, causing a flicker of disappointment in many eyes, but she quickly blinked, and a reassuring smile graced her lips.

"However—if you think I am qualified... hehe, maybe after you know me a little better, then decide."

With that, she bade farewell to the citizens once again and continued her ascent.

As the Hero stepped into the pure white Holy Sanctuary, magic power resonance triggered an unusual phenomenon in the plaza, drawing everyone's attention. During the time she crossed this excessively wide plaza, countless citizens had gathered along the path of light she walked.

Although this journey wasn't particularly long, the news of the Saintess's appearance spread at an unimaginable speed, even faster than her own steps across the entire Holy City.

And when she paused at the top of the stairs, before the Cathedral's gates, many sharp-eyed Professionals immediately recognized the figure welcoming her—the Pope had personally appeared.

[Pope's Age Category (+30, 100+ on the brink of death)]

D100+30=d100(42)+30=72

[Hair Color (Hue, Brightness)]

d24+d100=d24(8)+d100(7)=Black Gold

[Eye Color]

d24+d100=d24(18)+d100(68)=Blue

The Pope's appearance caused the buzz of voices below to rise to a fever pitch, with countless spiritual fluctuations merging into a nearly roaring wave of sound.

Clearly, after today, it won't even take a day for the Hero to leap from an obscure backup candidate to a hot contender for the position of Saintess.

Sensing the countless gazes focused on her, the Hero slowly turned back, waving downwards.

In just this short moment of ascending the steps, the area below was already a sea of people, with every gaze fixated on this girl clad in a Nun's robe.

Looking down at the surging crowd, a slight stir emerged within the Hero, and her smile grew warmer.

"No wonder my brother said it wouldn't be long before I see her..."

Despite the countless people below, nearly drowning that small figure, the Hero immediately recognized that patch of pure black amid the thousands of people.

That was her dear friend—the only Noble Lady from the Border Count's family.

And beside her, guarding her, was the Sergeant, the strongest Ghost Warrior from the border who, alongside the Hero, had vanquished the Corrupted Phoenix.

Recognizing the two in the crowd, besides the joy of reunion, a sliver of doubt arose in the Hero's heart.

It wasn't about why those two were here, but an unrelated, instinctive stirring from within her own depths.

[Siren Princess LV]

D40+50=d40(3)+50=53

She wished to let her eyes transform into a clear blue to confirm once more, but with her other self now free to act, she was actually in a state of transformation and couldn't complete the change.

So she temporarily set aside her doubts, turned around, and refocused her concentrated gaze on the figure of the Pope ahead.

Under the majestic Cathedral's gates, the elderly man dressed in splendid church robes gazed at the girl before him with a thoughtful expression.

He possessed deep blue eyes, and unlike his wrinkled face, his short black gold hair was thick, hinting at a handsome youth.

"Child, it's a pleasure to meet you for the first time."

And to anyone with a slight understanding of the Church, seeing those heavy church robes would immediately make them realize the venerable stature of this elderly figure.

Yet, being personally greeted by the most revered existence in the Church, the Hero did not show excessive surprise, only a radiant flow within her emerald eyes.

[Omen Light's Detection Success Check, the Hero will discern some of the Pope's information]

1. Am I truly the Saintess from the prophecy?

2. Are you and He in collusion?

3. Are you from the Ancient Village?

4. You're on the brink of death.

5. You're not human.

6. Do you know the choices of the Divine Knowledge Saintess?

7. Do you have Angel lineage?

8. Are you allied with the Liberation Saintess?

9. Have you already died?

10. Critical Success/Extreme Failure

D10=d10(10)=10

Note: Critical Success involves the Hero, Extreme Failure means doom for the Holy City.

D2=d2(2)=2

♛: Extreme Failure~

As the brilliance within her emerald eyes flowed, the Hero's expression immediately turned grave.

She remained silent for a few seconds, scrutinizing the figure before her, not hunched yet with eyebrows and expressions unable to conceal the signs of age, and then softly spoke:

1.5. Have you already died?

2.6. How long have you been having nightmares?

3.7. You have a Goblin's imprint.

4.8. Are you the same as me?

9. Dying Dream

10. Critical Success/Extreme Failure

D10=d10(2)=2

♛: How long have you been having nightmares?

"How long? When did it start?" The Hero asked calmly, going straight to the heart of the question.

The Pope first waved to the applauding crowd below the steps, then turned and walked toward the interior of the Cathedral.

"Follow me first. The doorway isn't the best place to talk."

[Hero's Detection]

D70+50=d70(43)+50=93

As the two stepped across the threshold, the noise outside was instantly cut off, as if stepping into a different world.

The Cathedral's interior was expansive and quiet, devoid of people, with only the echo of their footsteps reverberating in the emptiness.

Engraved stigmata adorned the walls, and high stained-glass windows hung overhead like works of art. The layered domes and straight stone pillars made the entire space incredibly dignified.

Purity, solemnity, sanctity.

Even walking throughout the Kingdom, it would be hard to find a place more inviolate than this.

But precisely because of this, the Hero's petite face was filled with gravity, her fists involuntarily clenching slightly.

It was here, in this city rivaling the Capital and symbolizing the Church, at the core Holy Sanctuary of the Holy City, in this immaculate and sacred grand hall, that she sensed from the Bishop of this cathedral, the ruler of the Holy City, the most revered existence in the Church, the presence of a Great Demon upon the Pope.

The Pope was severely tainted by nightmares.

The Hero even suspected that he might drop dead at any moment, then become the hive mother of nightmares, engulfing the entire Cathedral in darkness.

At the thought of this, her fists instinctively clenched tighter, fingering the Finger Claw in her palm, the warmth ready to ignite into fiery blasts at any time.

"No need to be so tense, I'm not that fragile yet."

Sensing the sharp gaze piercing into his back like needles, the Pope slowed his pace, wearing a face with faint dark circles, managing a wry smile as he gently reassured.

"Even Goblins can deceive."

Yet the Hero did not relax, her blunt words verging on disrespect only made the elder's expression increasingly bitter.

"Goblins... Is that so? In your eyes, have I reached this extent?"

"That depends on your answer." Feeling the elder's helplessness, the Hero pressed her lips but did not unclench her fists.

[Erosion Level (Extreme Failure +30)]

D50+30=d50(49)+30=79

[Location of the Conversation]

1.7. Audience Room

2.8. Under the Holy Sword

3. Pope's Room

4. Saintess's Room

5. Liberated Dungeon

6. Holy Object Sub-Hall

9. Abyssal Stairs

10. Critical Success/Extreme Failure

D10=d10(8)=8

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