After withdrawing the consciousness that had descended upon Ezra, Ivette opened her eyes again and found herself back in the large bedroom at The Old Oak Inn. Wearing a white nightgown, she lay on the soft bed with the door tightly shut. In the adjacent room of the same suite, Lucia was completely unaware of any of this and slept soundly.
Sitting up, Ivette could not help the smile curling across her lips as she recalled the astonishing performance she had just given. She was rather pleased with herself.
She had specifically practiced that speech for over half an hour, and it had clearly paid off. Judging by that boy Ezra's reaction, there had not been the slightest flaw. Perfect.
It seemed she had a talent for acting after all—
Thinking this, she quietly walked over to the table, picked up a Silver Witch wooden idol sold by the Adventurers' Guild, and began using some of the Faith Magic techniques she had just mastered to engrave it. She transformed the wooden idol into an alchemical creation capable of storing Faith Element for long periods.
In the future, it would become the foundation of the Silver Witch Church, present within every Silver Temple.
Of course, merely gathering Faith Element was not enough. It definitely needed some ability to protect itself, so defensive enchantments and magical circuits for self-sustaining mana circulation were indispensable during its refinement.
And considering that it was an idol, it ought to possess a little of the bearing expected of an Orthodox God. It would be best if it could purify evil and save the masses as well—so she might as well add Healing Magic and Holy Light Magic functions.
But with those functions, it also needed a certain ability to distinguish targets. Otherwise, if a believer was