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Third Holy Mission

<Author's 10 Thoughts: This is an extra chapter for reaching more than Power Stones this week. Thanks, Higime142, Daoist2xescq, Litago, Nighass, LeonidasCSNeto and V_S242005! Really appreciate your support!>

 

Day of Monar, 6:42 a.m.

 

At the female dorm.

 

Vivian's body was wrapped with a towel and she was headed to the bathroom to do her morning routine.

 

The female dorm had 4 floors. Each floor had 4 bathrooms and 2 toilet rooms that had 3 stalls each.

 

When she entered the bathroom and saw her reflection, a surprised expression appeared on her face.

 

What the fuck…?!

 

Her skin was abnormally pale that a few veins were even visible under her skin.

 

I can hide the ones on my arms, chest and legs with clothes…

 

She moved closer to the mirror.

 

But these on my neck…

 

Not a chance… 

 

There were a few veins crawling on her neck to her jaw under her skin.

 

My lips are fucked up as well…!

 

The color of her lips was close to being purple.

 

She quickly did her morning routine.

 

***

 

7:21 a.m.

 

Vivian was waiting outside the Apothecary Shop.

 

Even though her hair was still wet, she had the hood of her Brown Cloak pulled up, covering half of her face.

 

Her goal right now was simple -- buy face powder and lipstick to cover the veins on her neck and her lips.

 

Come on…!

 

Where the fuck is that fucking stupid shopkeeper…?!

 

Why does this shop open so fucking late…?!

 

I still have to go to the Mission Room for the teaching and feeding Holy Mission…! 

 

Fucking stupid and lazy people…!

 

A few minutes later...

 

A few people along with Vivian were waiting outside the shop. 

 

And finally, the person they were all looking for appeared.

 

A White Cloak Priestess with glasses and her hair was still wet was heading over to the shop.

 

Vivian and the rest waited as the Priestess made her way to the shop to open it.

 

FUCKING MOVE FAST, YOU FUCKING STUPID UGLY LAZY BITCH…!!!

 

***

 

7:55 a.m.

 

Vivian, whose face was covered with face powder and her lips painted with red lipstick, entered the Mission Room where the members of the Temple of Priests can apply for Holy Missions.

 

And just like the last time when she arrived here early in the morning, the place was packed.

 

She glanced at the counter where Ezekiel sat. 

 

He was talking to another Priest and there was a line of people waiting to talk to him as well.

 

Vivian went over and joined in the line.

 

A couple of minutes later...

 

The Priest who was talking with Ezekiel turned away and left and Vivian quickly stepped forward.

 

"Brother Ezekiel, good morning, I'm here for the feeding and teaching Holy Mission."

 

"Good morning too, Sister Vivian. You were applying for the feeding and teaching Holy Mission that will be conducted in this city, right?"

 

"Yes."

 

"By the way, sister, I've heard about how you saved a family and captured 3 demon worshipers. Congratulations."

 

"Thanks, brother," Vivian said and flashed a smile.

 

It already spread…?

 

That was quick…

 

"Sister, this is just my personal opinion as a Priest. Since you're a Brown Cloak and don't have any Class Magic yet and you also have the capabilities, wouldn't it be better to participate in the feeding and teaching program that will be conducted outside the city? The pay is higher and the people that you will be easing the pain and suffering of will be greater so you'll be able to learn Class Magic faster."

 

Is that really how it works…?

 

Vivian recalled what the personnel back at the Temple of Thieves told her about learning Class Magic.

 

I've healed and helped a lot of people both inside and outside the city and I still haven't learned any goddamn Class Magic yet…

 

She then recalled what Pana told her about choosing Classes -- it wasn't about how popular or profitable a Class is, it was about a person's personality.

 

"To be honest, brother, I was just lucky. Since I'm only a Brown Cloak and also wearing a Copper I Rank pendant, they went easy on me and I was able to take advantage of that."

 

"I understand," Ezekiel said and nodded. "Do you still have the token I gave you?"

 

"Yes."

 

"Go to the Training Grounds. The participants for the feeding and teaching Holy Missions are gathering there. Just show that token to one of the instructors."

 

"Thank you, brother. May the God of Light continue to watch over you."

 

"May the God of Light continue to watch over you as well, sister."

 

***

 

At the Training Grounds.

 

There were more than 50 Priests standing in the middle of the field under the bright morning sun. There were only White and Brown Cloaks, but most were White Cloaks. And their ages range between 15-30 years old.

 

However, all of the Brown Cloaks were below 20 years old.

 

Vivian knitted her brows.

 

Are these people stupid…?

 

Haven't they heard about skin cancer…?

 

She looked at her arms that were covered by her black stretchable and fitting longsleeve shirt.

 

Shit...!

 

I forgot to buy gloves...!

 

Her left fingerless glove got destroyed yesterday from catching the [Earth Arrow] of the demon bandit leader. And given that she was too embarrassed to walk around with a single glove, she threw it away.

 

And looking at the color of her fingernails, they were no different from the original color of her lips.

 

I'll also buy nail polish later...

 

Vivian approached a female White Cloak who was the same age as her.

 

"Hi, excuse me, sister."

 

"Yes, sister?"

 

Vivian took out a token.

 

"I was sent by Brother Ezekiel here for the teaching and feeding Holy Mission which will be conducted within the city and he told me that I should give this to one of the instructors."

 

"Oh, you should give that to Sister Melissa over there," the woman said and pointed at a woman in her late 20s wearing a White Cloak. "She's the one in charge of the group that will be conducting the teaching and feeding Holy Mission within the city."

 

"I see. Thank you, sister," Vivian said and smiled.

 

"No problem, sister," the woman replied and smiled back.

 

Vivian went over to Melissa who was currently talking to another White Cloak. There were also a lot of Brown Cloaks around her and all of them were below 20 years old.

 

However, Vivian didn't approach right away and waited for Melissa and the person she was talking with to finish.

 

When the person talking to Melissa was finally done and left, Vivian immediately stepped forward.

 

"Excuse me, sister. Are you Sister Melissa?"

 

Sister Melissa had short blue hair and with a little bit of fat on her face. And although she had a kind and cool demeanor, there was something about her that was whispering on Vivian's instincts not to get on her bad side.

 

"Yes. And you are?"

 

"My name is Vivian. I was sent here by Brother Ezekiel to participate in the teaching and feeding Holy Mission that will be conducted within the city," Vivian said and showed her the token.

 

Melissa sized up Vivian from head to toe, especially her face. She also noticed the Copper I Rank pendant around her neck. 

 

She then took the token.

 

"Is this your first time participating in a mission like this?"

 

"Yes, sister."

 

"How are your reading and writing skills?"

 

"It's sufficient, sister."

 

Melissa turned to a group of Brown Cloaks nearby.

 

"Sister Lily."

 

One of the Brown Cloaks, a female in her late teens with black hair and a very cute face, quickly turned her head and went over to Melissa.

 

"Yes, Sister Melissa?"

 

"This is Sister Vivian. Have her study the talking points for the teaching segment."

 

Lily glanced at Vivian for a moment before returning her gaze to Melissa.

 

"Yes, Sister Melissa," she said with a serious expression on her face.

 

Melissa turned to Vivian. 

 

"You will be under her care and learn everything you can from her."

 

"Yes, sister," Vivian said before turning to Lily and flashing a smile. "Hello, Sister Lily. It's nice to meet you."

 

"Hello, Sister Vivian, likewise," Lily said and smiled. "Please follow me."

 

As Vivian followed Lily, her mind thought about Melissa.

 

Oh great…

 

Just what I need…

 

A bitch with a power trip…

 

As a 24-year-old working adult, Vivian had her fair share of meeting such managers.

 

Thankfully, they're usually only managers or in small leadership positions because of their attitude. 

 

But if for some miracle they somehow reached the upper echelons of the company, it's usually through nepotism or the company has a very toxic office politics.

 

So even here in the Temple of Priests people like her exist, huh…