A [Relic] capable of self-awareness?
Elliot looked somewhat bemused.
As a modern man, he took this quite well. Besides, having the [Holy Scripture] as the mastermind was better than having the Rose Cross behind it.
One copy of the Holy Scripture happened to have fallen into Vanessa and the others' hands. Perhaps he could try communicating with this being.
After learning the history of the Fog Horn Fraternity, Elliot felt relieved.
It seemed there were no other organizations behind them. Although the Rose Cross had always coveted the [Holy Scripture], judging by their current state, a little intimidation should settle things.
Elliot lowered his gaze to Lillian.
She stood obediently off to one side with her head bowed.
Her face was full of fear, and her eyes seemed on the verge of tears, inviting pity.
She really was a born actress. Who knew how much of her current humility was real and how much was fake?
And she just had to be an Immortal, too, making her difficult to control.
Tsk. If only I could find a way to get rid of her.
Elliot narrowed his eyes slightly.
As though sensing something, Lillian shuddered and immediately dropped to her knees. "P-please don't kill me! I'm very useful! I'm an Immortal of the Hollow Cathedral. I'm willing to acknowledge you as my lord, become your believer, and offer you sacrifices and loyalty!"
Elliot did not know whether to laugh or cry. Why had she knelt so readily?
He had entered other people's dreams before, but hers was the only reaction this exaggerated.
Perhaps... as an Immortal, she noticed something different?
Elliot could not help looking down at himself. He did not seem to have revealed anything wrong. When he had entered Flora's dream before, even Flora, who was Middle Rank, had