White light in one hand, black mist in the other—the warmth and the bone-deep chill reached an eerie balance within the small conference room.
"Is this the power of a priestess?"
Naruto looked a little surprised. "It really is miraculous."
What the two displayed was identical in essence, yet the feeling they gave off was completely opposite.
Both were composed of pure Natural Energy.
But Moryo's power was like the human heart, carrying a twisted, complicated quality.
The priestess's power was even purer, giving off a sense of flawless purity, sacred and inviolable.
"Only, why do you think I can help you resolve this curse?"
"Or rather, since you think it's a curse, why not choose to give up this power?"
"Or is it that you want to keep this power, but don't want to pay the corresponding price?"
Naruto's words were not meant to interrogate her. Even if she truly coveted the priestess's power, he could understand it.
It was only human nature. If he could, he would want something for nothing too.
It was just that, looking at Miroku, she did not seem like someone who coveted power, so he was a little curious.
Hearing this, sure enough, a bitter smile appeared on Miroku's face.
"At the very beginning, the priestess could indeed choose to give up her power, but she chose to accept it."
"And the priestesses who came later were all forced to inherit this power. After the power fully awakened, the priestess would also strip away her own emotions and merge them into the sealed Moryo."
"It was not until several thousand years had passed that the priestess found a way to retain her other side, but her fate had long since been tied to Moryo."
"It was precisely because of the first priestess's choice