To Mirabelle, the fact that she had the soul of a high-level class rank transcendent hidden within her body was already an extremely special trait. It felt wrong to her that she wasn't a Protagonist of the Era herself.
At this, Arilla couldn't help but find it amusing.
With me existing inside your body, how special can that really be?
All I can bring you is the knowledge of a high-level class rank transcendent, but that isn't unique to you.
Take the Radiant Light Church, for example. Anyone within the church who makes a sufficient contribution can receive guidance from a high-level class rank transcendent.
In fact, the higher their status, the more guidance they receive.
Someone like Olivia Melianne can casually meet with the church's high-level class rank transcendents and ask whatever questions she wants.
In comparison, what advantage do you have?
Arilla's words caused Mirabelle to fall into a sudden silence.
In truth, if one looked at the entire world, which high-level class rank transcendent wouldn't help their juniors? Did that mean all those juniors were special enough to become so-called Protagonists of the Era?
Arilla's logic was so sound that Mirabelle found herself unable to refute it.
But how did Olivia reach this stage?
As someone who had personally watched Olivia grow, Mirabelle felt her heart take quite a hit.
Who knows?
Arilla couldn't provide an answer to that either.
Every Protagonist of the Era was different. The so-called Protagonist of the Era was an existence born from a convergence of fate and circumstances; there was no fixed method to reach that point.
This exchange with Arilla gave Mirabelle a much deeper understanding of the weight carried by the title of Protagonist of the Era.
She couldn't help but ask Arilla another question in her heart.
Do you think if I begged Olivia, she would teach me how to become a Protagonist of the Era?
What are you thinking?
Arilla was speechless. What kind of request was that?
Not far away, Olivia, who was eavesdropping through the magic mirror, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Hearing Olivia's laughter, Mirabelle looked over in confusion. "What are you laughing at, Olivia?"
Olivia shook her head. "Nothing, I just thought of something happy."
"What happy thing?"
"For example, the fact that I became a Protagonist of the Era."
"..."
Mirabelle was instantly rendered unable to follow up with more questions.
Strange.
Within Mirabelle's mind, Arilla's voice surfaced.
What's strange? Mirabelle asked in her heart, puzzled.
Arilla didn't answer immediately. Instead, after a moment of deliberation, she spoke.
Sigh, I never imagined that you, Mirabelle, as grown as you are, would still wet the bed two days ago.
Upon hearing this, Mirabelle nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
She roared frantically in her heart.
Grandma Arilla, what kind of nonsense are you talking about? How can you slander me like this? Don't you know whether I wet the bed or not? The latest I ever wet the bed was when I was thirteen! I'm twenty years old now!
She completely failed to understand why Grandma Arilla would suddenly say such a thing.
Arilla offered a word of comfort.
Don't be so anxious. I just wanted to perform a test to see if this Protagonist of the Era, Olivia, could hear our conversation.
And now, the results of the test are out.
It seems that none of our communication has been hidden from this Protagonist of the Era.
I can only say that a Protagonist of the Era truly lives up to the name.
Miss Olivia, Arilla Valerius sends her greetings.
Hearing Arilla's words in her mind, Mirabelle's expression changed instantly. She snapped her head up and looked toward Olivia.
Olivia merely looked back with a strange expression.
Admittedly, when she heard the claim about Mirabelle wetting the bed a few days ago, she really hadn't been able to control the change in her expression.
Mainly, she hadn't expected Arilla's intuition to be so sharp that she would actually test her.
Now that Arilla, a high-level class rank transcendent, had politely greeted her, Olivia couldn't pretend she hadn't heard anything.
She responded politely, "Lady Arilla, it is a pleasure to meet you."
Mirabelle watched Olivia in shock. She never expected that Olivia would truly know about Arilla's existence.
One had to realize that her communication with Arilla happened entirely within her heart. Could even that not be hidden from her? Was this what a Protagonist of the Era was?
Miss Olivia, I am also very happy to meet such an outstanding Protagonist of the Era. However, I must apologize that I can only meet you in this form.
Arilla's voice continued to transmit.
Olivia said, "The form doesn't matter. Meeting like this is a matter of fate."
It is indeed fate. Since that is the case, I wonder if I might ask Miss Olivia for a favor?
"Please, speak," Olivia said, looking with interest at Arilla... within Mirabelle's body.
The other party likely hadn't intended to ask for help originally, but the recent events had clearly sparked the idea.
Arilla spoke slowly.
Since you already know of my existence, Miss Olivia, then you must also understand the true identities of myself and Mirabelle?
Olivia nodded.
Arilla continued.
Since you know, that makes things easier. The favor I wish to ask of you is actually related to our identities—that is to say, it concerns the Kingdom of Morden.
Because of the rumors occurring in Kaliron recently, factions from all over the world have come here. Naturally, this includes the Kingdom of Morden.
Unfortunately, among those who have arrived, many have a poor relationship with Mirabelle. One could even call them hostile. This might create some trouble for her.
Although Mirabelle is now part of the church, the Kingdom of Morden is a vassal of the Holy Kelidos Empire and is also considered part of the church's sphere. Therefore, the church likely won't interfere too much in internal struggles between their own people.
But this is very unfavorable for Mirabelle. She is still too weak to shoulder certain responsibilities or deal with certain troubles.
So, if possible, Miss Olivia, I beg for your help. For the sake of your existing acquaintance with Mirabelle, please help her deal with the troubles coming from the Kingdom of Morden.
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