The same night.
Plymouth.
The suburbs.
Xia Ya Sothos's sole descendant, William Charles, once an employee under Aaron, hid inside an empty private residence, cursing the Crow Bran perched on his shoulder.
"You damn bird... you should at least look carefully before stealing something! That was a Non-Human item belonging to the Church of the God of Wisdom! You actually dared to steal it?"
He had already reached the peak of the Scholar rank. His spirituality was overflowing, and he could advance into a Fourth Primordial Non-Human Existence—the Sage—at any moment!
However, aside from contamination and the accumulation of spirituality, the greatest obstacle to an extraordinary person's advancement was the matter of the main ingredients!
And while searching for the relevant main ingredients, his pet—or rather, companion—the White Tower Raven Bran had once again fully exercised its initiative, stealing for him a Non-Human-grade mystical item of the Tower Pathway.
"Caw caw... Who was the one muttering in Lord Bran's ear every day about wanting to advance? This lord brought you resources, and you should be weeping with gratitude as you thank me—that's what manners are, understand? Manners!"
Bran had quite the temper, immediately clawing and pecking at William's hair. "You can rest easy about this lord's thieving methods. Those church fools who have read themselves stupid won't find any clues... As long as you find one of the high-ranking beings from your organization to help you shatter this item and cleanse the contamination, you can become a Non-Human."
William quieted down a little. This raven truly had some skill when it came to theft.
Perhaps... the wronged party really would not come knocking?
"I'll reluctantly believe you, but the Invisible Cult hasn't contacted me in a long time. There was no response when I prayed to my ancestor either... Where