Chapter 12: Shocking Them Further.

  Carma: “Lady Celia… could I, perhaps, see your System?” She shakily requested, now adding great respect in her tone when speaking to Celia.

  Celia: “Sorry… I don’t have use of it just yet.” She replied with an embarrassed denial.

  Lem: “Ah, so the Guild Leader sent you out… so that it’ll be usable?” She assumed with a thinking pose.

  Celia: “That’s right. Though, apart from a group of foolish knights, that didn’t attack us… nothing has challenged me in a fight.” She replied with a groan.

  Celia already mentioned those fake bandits, but they weren’t important to Carma. For one, that group, and those whom they fight for and take orders from, weren’t the ones who had hurt the princess and her personal maid so badly.

  Rather, they were just hoping to take the opportunity to capture a princess. And now, the princess's main focus… was on Celia being special.

  Celia: “The Guild Leader mentioned that having a talking System was… unique. But what does that really entail?” She mused with a head tilting thinking pose.

  Carma: “Your potential is limitless, is what it means. By the way, Lady Celia, who is this Guild Leader?” She replied, asking her own question.

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  Celia: “Midas, was what she called herself, if I recall correctly.” She answered.

  Carma: “(~OAO)”

  Lem: “…” “As one would expect, birds of a feather truly do flock together…” She thought with a sigh.

  Midas was a very well-known person, somehow even all-powerful empires refuse to fuck with, let alone random kingdoms. Her identity as a Goddess was secret, as, in this cleaned Universe, no one besides her has become one.

  Carma and Lem were Humans. Lem was Level 158, while the princess is at Level 236. Unlike before, the max level for the mortal races, such as Humans, was actually Level 1,000. Midas is expected to be close to that Level, but with her strength, no one can peek at her Status to confirm this.

  Carma: “Lady Celia, would you like to be welcomed as a guest to my kingdom?” She proposed with a smile. “Midas is stern, and unmovable, giving favor to no one. But Celia is young, most likely not older than 14, easy to… curry favor with. I can’t let this chance of getting cozy with a future powerful person slip through my royal fingertips!” She secretly thought with a serious, ambitious tone.

  Celia: “Me? I… don’t think that would be proper. After all, I truly am just a gutter rat.” She said with a reluctant tone and expression.

  Lem: “With you having a talking System, that is no longer the case. Lady Midas favoring you is… because she understands that, like her, you, Lady Celia, will also become a powerful being in the distant, or even near, future.” She coaxed.

  Carma: “That’s correct! Lady Celia will surely be such a grand being with time.” She agreed with a nod, adding her own honeyed words.

  Celia: “(/ />/ A /
  Carma and Lem were both beautiful women, and though not being aware of it until now… Celia couldn’t withstand their praise. Lem had stark black, long hair, and same-colored eyes. While the princess had bright, royal, blond hair, also long. Her eyes were a pretty blue, affirming her royal bloodline. Their beauty was… too much for our dear Celia to bear…