Metatron's Cube

"Fucking armpit-baring shrine maiden outfit!"

Bai Ye could no longer suppress the urge to complain. Only now did he understand what it meant when they said, "Sometimes, your profession is predetermined from the start."

"So I don't get a choice at all, do I?!"

Bai Ye rolled his eyes. First, he had to rule out the second option—it was far too random. He did not want to gamble unless necessary, so he decisively gave up on [Esper].

"So I can only choose [Cleric]..."

Bai Ye shook his head. While [Shrine Maiden] was no weaker than Cleric, the profession came with a "poverty" aura and required such embarrassingly revealing clothing. Even Bai Ye, who had often been "dressed up" by his adoptive parents before, could not bear to look at it.

"Class selection: Cleric."

After he clicked confirm, the class card transformed into a streak of light and enveloped Bai Ye.

Bai Ye felt warm all over, as though he had been immersed in a hot spring. Gentle light wrapped around him and slowly seeped into his body.

In his daze, Bai Ye seemed to see a blonde girl tap his forehead. The next moment, he lost consciousness. Before blacking out, he seemed to hear a name.

"Leif-Leitna."

When Bai Ye woke again, it was already eight in the morning. He slowly sat up in bed, feeling utterly refreshed.

"Looks like I successfully changed classes..."

Bai Ye held out his hand. With a thought, a ball of light appeared in his palm. The light was holy and pure; the instant it appeared, it felt as though the entire room had been cleansed.

"So this is... Holy Light?" Bai Ye could feel this energy flowing slowly through his body.

Unlike traditional clerics, Bai Ye did not cast spells through spell slots. Casting divine spells required him to consume this energy known as "Holy Light." After changing classes, he had gained a great deal of knowledge about his profession.

"Strange. My god doesn't even require me to preach... A god who doesn't need faith is truly rare."

As Bai Ye sifted through the knowledge in his mind, his expression grew strange. It seemed he had latched onto some incredible existence...

Each level gained in the Cleric class granted 10 attribute points. Bai Ye's Cleric level was naturally level 1. Adding the reward from his earlier quest, he had a total of 20 free attribute points and one card draw opportunity.

[Successfully became a Cleric. Divine spell list unlocked.]

Bai Ye opened his personal status panel, where he could view the Cleric divine spells he had currently unlocked.

For now, Bai Ye could use a 0th-circle divine spell called [Prayer], equivalent to a mage's cantrip. Divine spells were generally used for healing or protection and were more simple and peaceful than arcane spells.

"Let's draw a card first."

Bai Ye used the reward he had obtained from the quest and pressed the draw button.

[Dawn Tower Energy Guidance Method]

Quality: Purple

Category: Skill

Description: A method of energy cultivation and application from Dawn Tower. Through practice, you can freely control the energy within your body to strengthen yourself, form shields, empower weapons, and even release it directly.

Note: "Releasing energy directly? I admit I took inspiration from magic cannon formulas." — Dawn Tower senior mage Kahill

Having learned his lesson last time, Bai Ye allocated all 20 attribute points before using the skill card.

"Mm..."

Just as before, a massive amount of secret techniques and knowledge flooded into Bai Ye's mind, but this time it did not hurt nearly as much. Bai Ye suspected it was because his attributes had increased.

Bai Ye distributed the 20 attribute points evenly. All his attributes had now reached 16. Though his overall evaluation was still [Paper]-rank, Bai Ye knew he had become much stronger.

I'll take on ten!

Bai Ye straightened his clothes and slowly walked out of the room. Then he saw Texas.

Texas, whose hair had been dyed white, sat quietly in a chair. When she saw Bai Ye, she gave a slight nod in greeting.

Bai Ye paused. Texas's eyes were somewhat red and swollen, and there were still tear tracks on her face. It was obvious that she had cried earlier.

"We should get going. Also, could you give me a piece of wood?"

Although a cleric could cast divine spells out of thin air, a newbie like Bai Ye needed a holy symbol.

Holy symbols were usually made of wood, with the emblem of their god carved into them. Through a holy symbol, clerics could cast divine spells more effectively.

Though he had not formally contacted his divine boss yet, Bai Ye already knew his god's emblem.

[Metatron's Cube]

Metatron's Cube was a geometric pattern composed of three-dimensional figures corresponding to the four elements and aether. Together, they formed a harmonious universe.

Texas raised her head. She looked somewhat haggard. The girl pointed to the table beside her.

"There's no spare wood, but you can cut off a piece yourself."

Though he did not really want to damage poor Mr. Table, Bai Ye still took out his rapier and carefully shaved off a corner of the tabletop.

Bai Ye did not know carpentry, but the skill [Cold Weapon Basics] had taught him all sorts of techniques for applying force and handling blades. At the very least, he could carve his god's emblem onto this piece of wood.

Though the pattern looked extremely intricate, it consisted entirely of standard, symmetrical geometric shapes. Other than the twelve circles being somewhat troublesome, everything else was quite simple.

As he carved the final stroke, the holy symbol emitted a faint glow. Bai Ye slowly infused it with Holy Light, and the symbol began to shine like... a flashlight.

"So you're an Arts user?"

Texas was drawn to the light in Bai Ye's hand as well. She raised an eyebrow and asked curiously.

"Mm, you could put it that way."

As he spoke, Bai Ye looked through the divine spell list and selected a spell.

0th-circle divine spell—Cure Minor Wounds

Bai Ye raised the holy symbol in his left hand, slowly channeled Holy Light into it according to the process in his memories, then moved it over the wound on Texas's left leg—currently wrapped in bandages.

A faint white light shone over Texas, and the girl let out an involuntary soft moan.

"The wound is healing... Thank you."

Bai Ye cast Cure Minor Wounds three more times. Under the white light, the wound on Texas's leg completely healed—not even the slightest scar remained.

"A miraculous spell."

Texas looked deeply at Bai Ye and gave her assessment with a nod.

Those four casts had directly consumed half the Holy Light in Bai Ye's body. After all, his Intelligence attribute was only 16, and the amount of Holy Light he could contain was still quite limited.

"Honestly, with healing magic like that, no one would make things difficult for you."

At least, Texas had never seen Originium Arts that could directly close wounds. She also believed that many families, corporations, and even governments would extend an olive branch to Bai Ye, because this was a healing method that left absolutely no scars.