The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Maria seemed to have deciphered the old nun’s cryptic words. She asked, “Are you suggesting that Marvel’s rebirth depends entirely on Mr. Jagoan?”

The old nun replied noncommittally, “The humble nun has already alluded to that. Some questions are best contemplated by Miss Clark herself. However, it’s imperative that Mr. Jagoan remains unaware of these matters.”

Maria, sensing the old nun’s reluctance to reveal more, pressed on. “Is there any other guidance from you?”

“None,” the old nun clasped her hands together respectfully. “I’ve heard Miss Clark’s name for a long time. Seeing you today fulfills the humble nun’s wish. Mr. Jagoan is waiting at the mountain’s base. Miss Clark should descend soon and persuade him to return to Aurous Hill.”

Maria could tell that the old nun intended to bid her farewell, but she was not ready to give up. She hurriedly asked, “Master, what should Master Jagoan do next? If we can’t proceed today, I fear Master Jagoan will face danger. Please, Master, guide us on our future path!”

The old nun’s expression revealed a struggle, and after a long pause, she finally spoke, “Miss Clark, please instruct Mr. Jagoan to open his Soul Palace as soon as possible. Only by unlocking the Soul Palace can we have a fighting chance against Morgana.”

Maria grew increasingly perplexed about the old nun’s identity. She couldn’t fathom why Jagoan was maintaining such a low profile and concealing his true self. The old nun appeared to know him well, even being aware that Jagoan had yet to unlock the Soul Palace.

Maria wanted to pose more questions, but the old nun had already opened the main hall’s door and called out, “Please escort our guest out.”

The young nun who had led Maria to the old nun now emerged from a side chamber. She respectfully addressed Maria, “Miss Clark, please follow me.”

With little choice, Maria nodded, gazed at the old nun, and expressed her gratitude. “Thank you, Master, for your guidance.”

The old nun nodded in acknowledgment and offered a gentle smile. “Amitabha, may you take care of yourself, Miss Clark.”

to the old nun and followed the other out of the Greenwood

retrace your path down the mountain. I won’t accompany you

nodded and said, “Master, please

then

distance at the mountain’s base, a mere speck in her

the mountain’s base, Jagoan

descent, he moved closer and inquired with concern, “Miss Clark, what’s that nun up to? What did she

replied, “Sir, they cautioned us about forthcoming

“Does she know

the teacher is not malevolent. They anticipate

at Jagoan earnestly and pleaded, “Sir, why don’t we turn back to Aurous Hill? I fear

frowned and spoke seriously. “We’re possibly just a few dozen miles from where Morvel practiced. My parents might have been here, and from the items I found, like the ‘Preface to the Apocalyptic Book,’ I might uncover more about their lives by journeying these

and suggested, “Miss Clark, why don’t you return to town and wait for

implored, “Sir, since we now know that this is the place where Master passed away, whether it’s near or far, we can’t afford to give up. You can return to Aurous Hill to make further preparations and come back when you’ve

the other party’s identity. We can’t abandon everything based on just a

indicates that they are well-acquainted with both of us. Whether they have ill intentions or not, we

aback, reevaluating the

prompted him to