Watching Zhao Xu stare blankly, Rayne nodded in satisfaction.
"If you'd dared say you had it just now, then I really would have—"
"Watch your words, Rayne." Archbishop Sosi directly cut him off.
Zhao Xu glanced over. As the Association's liaison officer stationed at the church, no matter how loose-lipped Rayne was, he would not be so careless in front of clergy.
If that really was the extent of his intelligence, all those apprentices who had failed on the Path of the Mage would have wanted to kill themselves.
The only explanation was that Rayne and Archbishop Sosi were exceedingly familiar with each other, familiar enough that Rayne had let down even his basic guard.
Still, Zhao Xu had no intention of putting on an act. No matter how favored by the Goddess he was, he was only a level 1 player.
Forget combat—even the aftershock of a random spell could send him back to the Hall of Creation.
Showing his own worth and making Archbishop Sosi more willing to invest in him later would be of extraordinary significance to Zhao Xu's future plans.
Betting on an archbishop might not seem like much to the bigwigs at the top.
But betting on a future cardinal who would preside over an entire region was not something just anyone could look down on.
Not to mention that Winter City, where Archbishop Sosi was about to be posted, was precisely the starting birthplace in Arthur for most players at the school.
"I..." Zhao Xu was just about to speak.
"Midsummer, you probably don't know this. Back then, Sosi failed on the Path of the Mage and was assigned here to the Sacred Heart for further study. Turns out he had decent talent as a Cleric. In less than a few months, divine grace