Tomboy

After saying that, Altair added in a chillingly sarcastic tone, "Emmett, you are now an official cleaner for the Church of the Earth Mother, the Bexland Diocese, and the Church of Harvest."

"The second most powerful, second only to Father Utravsky."

As soon as he finished speaking, Altair realized the inappropriateness of his words. After a moment, he said to Father Utravsky, "I'm sorry, Father. I didn't mean to mock the Church of Harvest."

Father Utravsky, after hearing Altair's explanation, simply waved his hand dismissively, as if to say he didn't care.

Seeing Father Utravsky's reaction, Altair grinned mischievously and said, "Emmett, as your old friend, I... I should point you in the right direction. Why don't you just convert to the Earth Mother Goddess?"

"Think about it, once you've fully grasped the teachings of the Mother Goddess and understand the preciousness of life and the joy of a bountiful harvest, Father Utravsky might be willing to let you leave here temporarily and go home."

"Furthermore, you can take this opportunity to join the Church of the Earth Mother Church of the Earth Mother develop yourself through its resources. I guarantee that your future achievements will at least reach the rank of Baron."

"Think about it, that's Sanguine Baron, those are your parents, they could never reach that level in their entire lives."

After hearing these words, Emmett turned to look at Altair with disdain, but continued wiping the table diligently, cursing, "Don't even think about it, you damned tomboy! I will never betray the Moon."

I curse you!

"I curse you to be born a man, slovenly and unattractive, unable to win the hearts of women, and destined to die alone—"

Altair spread his hands, explaining helplessly, "That's a pity. I didn't choose the Hunter Pathway back then, so the thing you cursed probably won't happen in the future."

"Besides, your current Psychological Suggestion is left by Father Utravsky, it has little to do with me, so why do you have to curse me? Why don't you curse him?"

After saying these two sentences, Altair advised Emmett, "If, and I mean if, you really feel lonely, you can tell me the address of a High Sequence Sanguine. I'd be happy if you captured him and brought him to keep you company while you undergo labor reform."

"Don't even think about it!" Emmett roared.

Altair calmly asked, "Do you know this Sanguine Emlyn White?"

He lives in Bexland, Hillston District --

Upon hearing this, Emmett abruptly stopped wiping. With an air of "If you keep talking, I'll take you down with me," she said fiercely, "I don't know, I don't recognize you."

"Alright, then see you again someday." With that, Altair turned and left the Church of Harvest without looking back.

Emmett's expression froze for a moment after seeing Altair walk away. He was about to burst into another tirade, but the guilt that kept rising in his heart urged him to finish cleaning as soon as possible.

The guilt gradually lessened after he picked up the candlestick again and began to clean it.

So as he worked, he muttered to himself, "Damn tomboy, I curse you to the Moon!"

May 15, 1347, 9 PM, Bexland, East District, inside an ordinary three-story house.

Altair, holding Vivian in his arms, sat on the sofa on the second floor, watching the group below who were proposing a trade for Extraordinary Material.

I couldn't help but sigh, "It seems there really are people willing to go to such lengths, choosing the Pathway of Assassin."

Vivian gave a soft "hmm" and then said with a serious expression, "Aren't you really going to do anything about them?"

"They are, after all, descendants of nobles. If we really let them become Assassin" and successfully advance to Sequence Seven "Witch," their families will definitely cause chaos."

"I'll just have Simon remind them after the meeting," Altair replied casually.

After saying that, Altair asked curiously, "Have you found out who plotted against you and me?"

Vivian shook her head, her expression grave, and said, "Not yet. My downline absolutely refuses to tell me."

"We've used all sorts of extraordinary methods, including divination and memory probing, but we still can't determine her identity. It's clear that our opponent this time is a High Sequence Demoness."

"Alright," Altair said casually, "If we really can't find it, then we don't need to look anymore."

After saying that, Altair stroked Vivian's hair again.

"I'd like to give it another try," Vivian replied casually.

Altair casually replied, "Alright then, remember to prioritize safety above all else. If all else fails, we'll report it to the Demoness Sect and say that someone is causing trouble, so they can handle it internally."

"I have a feeling this is the personal act of some High Sequence Witch."

"Mmm," Vivian nodded gently, then added, "I don't know if Irene herself has told you that she wants to advance to Sequence Eight Instigator."

Upon hearing this, Altair asked in confusion, "No, she didn't tell me."

Wasn't she doing well as Sequence Nine Assassin? Why does she suddenly want to advance?

Vivian rolled her eyes at Altair and said speechlessly, "It's all because of you. You helped Pansera advance to Sequence Eight Midnight Poet a while back."

"Even the pets are at a higher Sequence than her, she must be really upset."

Altair chuckled awkwardly and said, "Well, you and I both know that animals have a natural talent for acting that surpasses most people's. Pansera's rapid advancement is mainly due to her own hard work."

Vivian nodded and exclaimed, "Yes, animals really do have a greater talent for acting than most people. For example, you."

Upon hearing this, Altair rolled Vivian over in his arms, patted her bottom twice, and said, "How can we be the same? I consumed quite a few Beyonder Characteristic back then."

After Altair's anger subsided, Vivian turned around on her own and asked curiously, "Do you have the ability of Beast Tamer? If so, help me train a pet. I'd like to have an extraordinary animal too."

Altair nodded and casually said, "Okay, have you decided what you want?"

"Not yet," Vivian replied disappointedly.

Altair thought for a moment and suggested, "How about training our black cat to be Seer?"

"What can Seer do? They're so useless in the early stages," Vivian asked curiously.