Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

"The primal waters will envelop your consciousness, purifying and dispersing any soul, turning it into foam," Feruceline explained while kneeling in front of the painting, praying.

"Yet you survived, like an indestructible diamond."

"I cannot explain this phenomenon, but if this is the will of the Primordial Water, I shouldn't defy Lady Sifnelian's decision."

"It was my mistake, I'm sorry," she sincerely apologized.

"This..." Tilan, who initially wanted to be angry, didn't know what to do. She checked herself and found no wounds, not even her clothes were damaged. If it weren't for the slightly damp trace on the edge of her skirt, she would have thought she just had a dream.

"You are very special, even I find it hard to judge," Feruceline stood up, shaking her head slightly.

"You carry the characteristics of an Angel, the talents of a Songstress, and powers akin to those of a Witch."

"Rest assured, I won't reveal your origins and situation to outsiders."

"If possible, I'd like to ask Hexia for a favor."

"What favor?"

"Could you, like me, serve as the Saintess to His Highness Brennard?" Feruceline looked up, her gaze intensely focused on Tilan.

"Why?" Tilan was puzzled.

"You have this quality; I only discovered it at the end."

"Lady Sifnelian, as one of the Four Originals, her waters can disperse all impurities, purifying impure and false creations. If you were an artificial vessel like the Black Sun, you would have already dissipated in the waters."

"And to resist Lady Sifnelian's purification power, aside from the other Original who stands in opposition, His Highness Brennard, I can think of no one else."

"You might say that the world is full of surprises and possibilities, but Extraordinary Power, especially when it involves the most essential and pure soul consciousness, is not like that."

"Why the four Originals constituted the earliest and most magnificent Solar Crowns is because they are pure enough to be free from the pollution of spiritual consciousness, maintaining the purity of self; otherwise, the Solar Crowns would have collapsed at their inception.

"You can remain awake and maintain your self under the baptism of the Primordial Water, which means you can also sustain yourself amidst the torrents of thoughts of billions, this..." she shook her head.

"Even I cannot imagine what kind of talent this is."

"Yes, all 365 slumbering Angels do not match you, but above these Angels, there are the four Originals who are prototypes of all Angels, symbols of flawlessness."

"If you have inherited the powers of one of the honored ones, it wouldn't be surprising to achieve these feats."

"I am not interested in the affairs of the Cult, I'm afraid I cannot stay here and serve as the Saintess, besides, I am also a Songstress with other missions," Tilan shook her head and politely declined.

"No matter, this time it's my presumptuousness, but as compensation, I still have some things to give to Tilan," Feruceline said, and then the side doors opened, and the four previously seen Priestesses entered carefully, carrying trays.

On the four trays were different items, Feruceline took out one and introduced it.

"This Blue Jade Bottle contains a precious Spiritual Medicine from the Water Sanctuary, which provides the highest level of pure and flawless Essential Magic Power without any side effects, enough for a Master of Sequence 7 to easily achieve the magic power accumulation needed to advance to Sequence 8."

"This Water Rhythm Skirt can simulate into any form of clothing; if you wear it, you can conceal yourself within any flow of water, even Sequence 8 Transcendent beings cannot perceive it."

"This Black Crystal Pendant is a token of the Cult's Rock Sanctuary, although Tilan does not wish to undertake the duties of a Saintess, if needed, you can still use this to summon the Cult's members."

"This Golden Staff is also a precious artifact crafted by the Cult, allowing you to easily mobilize a large range of Aijieka Particles over more than ten kilometers, an essential tool for casting certain large-scale spells."

Although Feruceline said Tilan need not assume the role of Saintess of the Rock Sanctuary, she handed over all the essential tools for a Saintess to Tilan.

"Is this really okay?" Tilan was not naive; she could naturally see the implications behind the gifts.

"It's perfectly fine," Feruceline lowered her gaze, half-closing her eyes.

"I don't believe in coincidence, only in miracles predestined. Since you possess the conditions to achieve every miracle, accomplishing something to change the world is only a matter of time."

"Rather than judging someone based on unreliable events and words, I trust the judgment of the vast Rhythmic Water."

"I see..." The girl hesitated for a few seconds, finally sighed, and accepted the gifts.

As Feruceline said, some things she couldn't avoid. Instead of dodging various gifts and responsibilities as before, it would be better to accept them openly and calmly, and be prepared for the tests she would face in the future.

After another round of exchange, Tilan left the prayer hall located under the pedestal of the statue.

...

Long after this young girl left, Feruceline was still kneeling before the painting, silently praying, until the Priestess who sent Tilan away returned.

"She decided to temporarily stay for a few days to browse through some ancient texts."

"It's fine."

...

"Lady Feruceline, do you really believe she isn't the vessel of the Black Sun?" The Priestess hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"I don't know; Lady Sifnelian is in a deep slumber, and what I can do is limited."

"In fact, until everything reaches the end, no one really knows, do they?"

"Even if she is not the reincarnation and descent of the Primordial Rock, we must make her believe that she is."

"Do you know about the 'prophecy' in ancient mythology?"

"The originally baseless 'prophecy' precisely because of people's belief eventually became a kind of reality."

"Humans are such creatures; it is because of belief that they can cross layers of thorns and obstacles to achieve a certain miracle."

"There is never coincidence, only the inevitability achieved by 'belief.'