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Chapter 27: Mithra’s “Perfect” Family
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Viya stared at the name on the Revelation. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should write it down on a piece of paper.
But soon, she dismissed the idea.
She muttered to herself.
To others, directly calling out the full name of a deity would not just be offensive—it would be outright blasphemy.
But Viya wasn’t foolish.
After just a few days of observation, she keenly sensed a certain sense of equality.
It wasn’t the kind of condescending, deliberately lowered stance of equality. It wasn’t the impartial treatment that higher beings extended to all living things.
Rather, it was an almost suffocating sense of indifference—an indifference that even extended to Himself.
After much thought, she realized that if any suffix were to be added, it wouldn’t be something like “Great” or “The God.” Instead, it would be a term that better highlighted this sense of detached equality.
What exactly that term might be, she hadn’t figured out yet.
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The Duke’s Manor.
Mithra stared at the rankings list, her delicate nose twitching slightly as disbelief filled her face.
In theory, after taking the exam, candidates were only informed of their own scores and those of their teammates.
But Mithra had her “channels,” allowing her to obtain everyone’s scores in advance.
8.59 million?
8.59 million…
8.59 MILLION?!
She struggled to describe her current emotions.
“Ranked first, leading second place by 48 points, leading third place by 8.59 million…” Mithra read the paper over and over again.
Only then did she notice that her teammate Viya had scored zero on the written exam.
Did she skip the test altogether?... Mithra didn’t dwell on it. Instead, she was preoccupied with how to explain this situation to her parents.
With such a score, even if she claimed it was all luck or coasting, her parents wouldn’t believe her. They’d just dismiss it as modesty.
Worse still—
Once she handed over the report card, every word she said would be twisted into what they wanted to hear, leaving her utterly voiceless.
Her university life would be over before it began. Every day would be filled with private tutoring sessions, no free time, all under the guise of “not wasting talent.”
Just imagining such a life made Mithra feel a wave of despair.
She tore the rankings list into pieces, pretending nothing had happened, and left her bedroom, heading downstairs.
At that moment, her father, Noah Camia, was sitting on the sofa, while her mother, Peren, sat beside him peeling fruit.
Her brother, Lann, was crouched near the glass cabinet, diligently organizing its contents.
“My little Caro, you look so happy—is there some good news you want to share?”
Seeing Mithra descend from upstairs, Duke Noah laughed heartily, calling her by her childhood nickname.
“You should call her Miss Camia by now,” Mother Peren chided, lightly slapping Noah’s shoulder. “In a few years, it’ll be ‘Madam.’”
She sighed: “She’s already nineteen.”
I remember cults tend to target people around this age. Maybe I should warn Mithra to be careful… Let me think about how to phrase it better… Lann, who was organizing ornaments, suddenly spoke:
“She’s reached the age where she’s legally responsible for her actions.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, the atmosphere in the living room froze momentarily.
Until—
“Nothing good.”
Mithra responded nonchalantly.
When trying too hard to appear calm, she often gave off the impression of being cheerful.
“How were your exam results today?” Peren absentmindedly asked while stroking the cat nestled in her arms.
“Pretty ordinary,” Mithra replied vaguely. “I only cleared two or three islands before stopping.”
She wasn’t lying; she really only cleared two or three islands.
“Patience…” Noah frowned. “You’ll eventually have to step into that specific Void Domain. This practical exam was a perfect opportunity to understand your limits.”
He gestured toward Lann, who was crouched in the distance:
“Look at your brother—he’s only four or five years older than you, but he’s already a Fourth Ring Ascender.”
Fourth Ring—a rank sufficient to apply for a title at Rothesia. Even in the massive empires of Hakaya and Poye, it guaranteed a respectable position.
“That’s unfair!” Mithra argued. “The prime age for Ascenders is between nineteen and twenty-five. Give me four more years—I won’t be any worse than him!”
Mithra’s talent is indeed remarkable… Father probably meant it as encouragement… So I should offer some appropriate praise too… Lann spoke calmly:
“She’s not bad.”
“See?!” Mithra proudly placed her hands on her hips.
Duke Noah chuckled at the sibling banter, his gaze shifting between them. His voice was low but steady:
“No matter what, in six years, one of you will inherit my position.”
Having two exceptionally talented children, Noah felt that if neither could succeed him, it would make Rothesia’s top ten most absurd jokes.
Upon hearing this, Mithra and Lann exchanged glances. They could see a shared emotion in each other’s eyes.
It wasn’t the fiery heat of competition—it was a mutual sense of disdain.
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Whether it was Ruan Yun’s interest or some other reason, whenever the topic turned to tabletop RPGs, her words flowed like an uncontainable flood.
If it weren’t for the late hour, she might have dragged Lin Qi into chatting for another few hours, ranting about how terrible the last campaign was and how unreasonable the Dungeon Master had been.
“Sigh, back to ‘work’ time.” After returning home, Lin Qi changed clothes and sat at his computer desk, launching the familiar game.
He had just logged in and was still stuck on the loading screen when several rare gift notifications suddenly popped up in the upper right corner.
“As expected, these are probably rewards for registering my account.”
Lin Qi hoped they wouldn’t include anything that disrupted the game’s balance.
It wasn’t uncommon for DLCs to hand out weapons capable of slicing through the main storyline.
The painfully slow process of claiming online items in single-player games was likely due to the server not being located on the mainland.
Normally, this could be resolved using accelerators, but since the game hadn’t officially launched, there were no corresponding acceleration services.
After an excruciatingly long load time, the rare items finally appeared.
“A skill book?”
Lin Qi skeptically opened the detailed description.
[Effect 1: Upon use, generates a field whose range depends on the user’s rank. Greatly amplifies negative emotions within the field. Attacks plant seeds of fear.]
[Effect 2: Seeds of fear further amplify enemies’ negative emotions while granting the user’s attacks partial penetration against them.]
[“Sister, when will we return to the cradle?”]
“A skill book with lore.”
Lin Qi skimmed through it. It wasn’t an offensive skill, so it wasn’t overpowered. There wouldn’t be awkward situations where villains monologue endlessly in cutscenes only to get instantly killed in battle.
Since combat in the game wasn’t stressful, his focus naturally leaned toward unlocking new spells and mechanics to add novelty.
Without much hesitation, he pressed confirm to claim the reward.
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