<...What did you say?>
Instead of answering, I took a deep breath, deliberately, to make my point clear.
As I exhaled deeply, the pressure of the wind wrapped around me, as though it had materialized from my breath.
I revealed the holy energy gathered within my body and confessed.
“I’m at the 9th tier.”
<...!>
I watched as Saint Lucretia’s expression shifted in surprise, then recited the incantation.
