When Iver saw Bishop Mathers again, he could not help but be stunned by how young he looked.
Today, Bishop Mathers was not wearing his red bishop's robe. He only wore an off-white heavy wool shirt with elbow patches.
With his dark brown curls, amber eyes, and lively, confident gaze and smile, he looked like a successful young man in his thirties.
Iver froze for a moment before remembering that this was Bishop Mathers's true appearance, which he had shown Iver after teaching him the Sacrificial Fire Method.
It was simply that the "old bishop" who had appeared extremely aged during their first meeting had left far too deep an impression on Iver... He had even forgotten that aged appearance had been deliberately created by Bishop Mathers to demonstrate the Sacrificial Fire Method. Whenever he thought of Mathers, he unconsciously pictured "that old bishop."
Recalling Ms. Maya's appearance, Iver realized that Bishop Mathers and Ms. Maya really were biological siblings. They did indeed look somewhat alike.
Bishop Mathers was already forty-six this year, so Ms. Maya probably was not young either...
The moment he opened the door and saw Iver, Bishop Mathers was visibly taken aback as well. He had clearly sensed the depth of Iver's Path.
"...So you really are at the Second Level."
Bishop Mathers's eyes widened. He studied Iver hesitantly for a long while before finally murmuring in amazement.
Just last week, he had taught Iver four Sacred Arts and personally witnessed him enter the Path of Dedication.
Advancing to the Second Level in a week was certainly terrifying, but that level of efficiency was still understandable.
After all, Iver's talent was exceptionally good. He had instantly mastered the art of "Sacrificial Fire." As long as he went back and practiced a little, then figured out "Blessing,"