Ms. M's True Purpose

"What's this?"

Luther looked at the booklet that Ms. M handed him and frowned as he asked.

At this moment, he was filled with suspicion and wariness. Ms. M had been hiding in his house and had never left. Now she had suddenly gone out quietly, and he wondered what she was up to in secret—since drinking that bottle of red liquid, her injuries seemed to have stabilized, and she could move around more frequently.

"The Lord's Scripture."

Ms. M said, "Reading it through will help you digest the 'Listener's' Potion more quickly."

Are you suggesting I read cult texts about True Creator?

Are you kidding me!

"No need, I think it's fine to digest it slowly like this."

Luther refused.

During this time, he had already Acting of Listener, using the ability to "Listening" several times. These included both active attempts and passive reception. For example, he risked everything to pray to the Hidden Sage and received a large amount of knowledge forcibly instilled in him, and he inadvertently heard what sounded like the "Primordial Demoness" murmuring from the bone statue.

Although these processes are very exciting, thanks to these evil gods, his Potion is being digested quickly. Once he figures out the key to Acting the Listener, perhaps in another two or three months, the Potion will be fully digested.

However, Luther had to admit that the Pathway of the Secrets Suppliant was truly insane. If it weren't for the Phantom Tide protecting him, he probably would have already suffered a mental breakdown and become Monster under the influence of the various Concealment voices.

But Ms. M was unwilling to wait.

I don't think you have the right to refuse.

She said with a smile.

"What's the meaning?"

"It means, if you don't agree, I'll kill your sister."

Ms. M stated succinctly and clearly,

"...!"

Luther froze instantly, watching as she placed the Holy Bible in her hand and walked to the coat rack.

Seemingly for convenience, Ms. M wore a men's style black coat and black trousers today, exuding a charm reminiscent of a woman dressed in men's clothing. However, after removing the coat that covered her body, the curves that made her white shirt look full and shapely, along with her slender and toned legs, truly showcased her feminine beauty.

However, her appearance did not impress Luther at all; instead, it filled him with utter disgust.

Ms. M turned back to the sofa, crossed her shapely legs, and clasped her hands together. Between her delicate white fingers, a beautiful Rose Ring gleamed.

"Complete the 'Listener' Potion within a week, then continue your advancement."

Her golden eyes scrutinized Luther. "Do you understand?"

... Understood."

Luther lowered his eyes.

"That's good."

Ms. M smiled gently, "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

Luther, clutching the so-called Holy Bible in his hand, took a few steps and suddenly said, "Why are you so concerned about my promotion?"

Despite the deep-seated hatred between the two, Ms. M, after arriving at the house, seemed to be subtly pushing Luther towards a higher Sequence, and her reason for controlling her sister appeared to be to threaten him.

Before this, Ms. M had already offered two reasons, but they were clearly just excuses. What exactly was it about him that made her so happy?

Is that the Tide?

Or is there some inexplicable connection between me and the True Creator?

Ms. M smiled gently. She didn't answer, but instead tapped the sofa lightly.

"Ugh!"

Intense pain surged through his internal organs; it was the Flesh she had left inside Luther that was inflicting the pain. Luther collapsed to the ground, his handsome face deathly pale. He groaned and trembled, his fingers gripping the Holy Bible so tightly that it made a cracking sound.

A moment later, Ms. M leaned back on the sofa. The pain receded like a tide, Luther was completely exhausted, sweating profusely.

"Pick up the Holy Bible and begin reading."

He heard Ms. M's soft voice.

"Good."

Luther, catching his breath, got up, grabbed the Holy Bible, and sat down in the corner of the sofa.

Unfolding the manual, the pages inside were the same soft, yellowed texture as the cover, carrying an ancient feel. Poetic sentences were written in Ancient Hermes Script, the content appearing to be some kind of religious text, praising the greatness of "the Lord."

"Don't read it silently, read it aloud."

Ms. M continued to offer reminders.

She leaned closer to Luther, seemingly looking forward to it.

Luther's ears twitched as he heard the sounds coming from her body—her wounds were tearing and healing, and the sounds seemed louder than when she had just drunk the red liquid.

It's probably because her injury can only be stabilized for a period of time, which is why she's in such a hurry.

Luther had a guess in his mind.

So, is the reason she cares so much about me that she's planning to devour me and gain a new body?

But this is still strange. Logically, the Oracle of the Aurora Order are fanatical believers in the True Creator, completely disregarding their own lives for Him. In Enmat Harbor, she could certainly be described as a fanatical believer, but she doesn't seem like that now... She hasn't worn White Robe in a long time, and she hasn't prayed to the True Creator anymore...

Luther's mind raced, but he didn't have much time to think. Ms. M was watching right beside him, so he could only grit his teeth and begin reciting the words.

"In the beginning, the Lord returned from chaos..."

Boom!

His head felt like it was exploding, making a loud noise. Warm liquid quickly flowed from his nose; without a doubt, he had another nosebleed.

What the hell is this...?

Luther thought with lingering fear, looking up at Ms. M, only to find that she was still smiling and staring at him.

"Keep going."

She said, gently but firmly, "Damn Lunatic woman..."

Unable to suppress a curse, Luther could only continue reciting in Ancient Hermes, following the path he had broken off earlier:

"The Lord said, 'Let there be light in the heavens and the earth.' And there was light..."

With each word he read, his brain felt like it had been struck hard by a hammer; his vision quickly blurred, and his ears rang incessantly.

However, as he read on, he discovered that it seemed to be a story about the Original Creator.

In this world, there is also a creation myth: an Original Creator created all things and transformed them into the world, from which Seven Gods were born.

History began an era. Similar accounts can be found in the Night's Revelation, the sacred text of the Goddess Church.

Could this "Holy Bible," seemingly made of human skin, Aurora Order's perspective?

Why is this thing so harmful? I just read about it, and my head feels like it's been hit by a car...

As Luther read, his Consciousness became somewhat blurred. He felt as if he heard strange words and his vision was gradually enveloped by Illusion.