Profanation

Having gotten what he wanted, Avram Krell did not put on airs. He spoke slowly. "There was a profession that appeared in the middle of the Second Era and flourished toward its end. Though it never recovered from the gods' assault, traces of its members could still be found in the Third and Fourth Eras."

"They worshipped no god, yet they could steal a God's Divine Power to cast Divine Spells..."

He stopped. It had suddenly occurred to him that, apart from the God of Knowledge whom he worshipped, every God loathed that profession.

And right in front of him sat a deity.

"Go on," Jiang Hao said, guessing why he had paused. His tone was unconcerned.

Avram Krell chose his words carefully, avoiding anything that might sound too blasphemous. "The profession was called Profane Priest. Its members disguised themselves as a god's clergy to deceive that god and steal Divine Power. You could call it a profession of swindlers."

"I have a scroll made by a Profane Priest who reached the Legendary rank in ancient times. It preserves some of the profession's abilities, including Deceitful Lies, which they used to deceive gods."

There's even a profession dedicated to stealing Divine Power from Gods? The professions of the Otherworld really do come in every imaginable variety... Jiang Hao was a little surprised.

Profane Priest. Another profession I've never heard of, Fiona Russell thought. Then she suddenly remembered something, and alarm shot through her.

Prince Henry warned me not to expose myself to unknown knowledge, in case it drove me mad... And I'm learning something new right now.

But I should be fine. A deity is watching over me. If anything strange happens, he'll warn me, won't he?

With that thought, Fiona Russell let out a silent breath of relief.

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