The Petite Dungeon Explorer 9 The Priestess

Once the ceremony was over, the people slowly began to disperse from the sanctum. However, before some left, they came over and paid respect to my Mother and some to my Father even. But most were for my Mother in the end.

Since she'd been the one to conquer the Dungeon Tower for this city, she was technically the Governess of this whole town. She was the law, once one clears a Dungeon Tower, they basically obtain complete control of it.

However, completing and conquering a Dungeon Tower was an amazing feat, something that very few people end up doing. It was easier for Vampire because they have an almost infinite lifespan.

But when one conquers the Dungeon Tower, they gain the right over the tower. Now these rights can be transferable, or you can add another person, which is basically like adding someone as a co-signer.

Few ever completely give up control to a Dungeon Tower, they are something like a cash cow. Because guilds love to use old Dungeon Tower as training ground for their new recruits, plus it still sp.a.w.ns monsters.

Meaning that you can still get the dropped materials from killing a monster. A lot of people would set up shop on a safe dungeon floor or at the bottom of the towers. My father was one of those people that opened up stores in Dungeon Towers, but the most lucrative of his business dealings was the fact that he's open up a store in a Dungeon Gate.

We also have a store that's located on the fifteenth level of the World Dungeon. We owned Astley Trading, that was the company that my father had created after retiring from being an Adventurer. There are very few people in this world that aren't an Adventurer at some point in their life.

Slowly the flood of people had trickled out from the room, and the few that lingered quickly got the message it was time to leave by the look that my Mother shot them. It was a mixture of a glare and a warning; it was conveyed easily without any words being spoken.

With a quick bow the few people that were left talking to my Mother quickly left.

I left out a small sigh.

Clap!

Clap!

"Well I see your still as popular as ever Emberlynn," the voice of the Priestess sounds behind us.

Indeed, behind us stood the Priestess that had done my ceremony of five. Her golden eye was looking at my Mother with a bemused expression in it. This woman was quite odd, she'd referred to me as Princess earlier, which I didn't quite understand at the time.

Now she'd gone and refereed to my Mother with her first name. Was that maybe something that Priestess and Priest did?

A sly smile was on the woman's lips, her dress was like an inky pool around her feet. She was in a few words, simply an ethereal beauty; she gave me the faintest of reminders of death. Looking at her it was as if I was looking at death itself.

The next thing that happened threw me for a loop.

A giggle left my mother's mouth. I felt my brain go numb.

"G.o.ddess, my dearest Sorina!" My mother asks taking a step forward to draw this woman into a hug.

I felt like the last of my sanity was cracking, just who in the world was this woman that my Mother was currently embracing in a very warm hug.

My mother lets go of her after a second and the woman turns to my Father.

"Horace, Dearest Brother, I've missed you," She laughs softly as my Father moves to give her a hug as well.

Brother?!

I shot a glance towards Salem, but he didn't make eye contact with me. Did that mean this Priestess, no, this woman was my… aunt?!

A conflicted feeling arose in my stomach.

"Sorina, I've missed you as well, I didn't expect that you would be the one to do my Daughter's Ceremony of Five," my father comments as he released my aunt.

A warm smile blossoms onto her face as she looks at my Father.

I couldn't hold it in anymore and look towards Salem grabbing his hand, I yank slightly to get his attention. "Did you know that Father had a Sister?" I ask him in a hushed whisper. I was trying my best to keep my voice quiet.

He bends down.

"Aunt Sorina doesn't go out much anymore, about four hundred years ago, she felt a calling to serve the G.o.ddess Muheia. She left everything and devoted her entire being to the G.o.ddess. It's been about forty years since I'd last seen her," he tells me in a hushed whisper.

Looking between my Father and my aunt, I found that my aunt was now looking at me with a smile. I felt a chill run up my spine, did my aunt know about me being a reincarnated person?!

"You're lucky, Aunt Sorina has been hailed as the next to become the Vessel of the G.o.ddess, after she'd been appointed as the apprenticed to the current Vessel of the G.o.ddess, but for her to take up the torch that probably wouldn't be for another couple hundred years," Salem tells me softly again, and I indeed felt the same aura as when the G.o.ddess had been talking to me.

I couldn't peel my eyes away from my Aunt actually. It felt like all my attention was focused on her. In the next second a screen pops up in front of my face.

「Appraisal leveled up」

What in the world?!

「Unable to Appraise the Target」

My stomach did a small flip as I read the information. How did I even manage to trigger the unique skill that I'd been given!

It didn't stop there though…

「Reasons: The User's level is too low. Target's level is too high. Or some other magic is canceling out the effect. 」

「As a suggested course of action, it's advised for the user to raise the level of the skill」

I felt my mouth go dry! This was like something out of a nightmare, I'd just appraised my aunt. To boot it said that some effect might be canceling it out, that meant that my aunt might know that I just tried to appraise her.

Cold beads of sweat began to run down the back of my neck and began to pool at the small of my back. My aunt was looking at me with a smile, although a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

It was as if I was a mouse that had run smack dab into the den of a lioness. A wide smile stretched onto her lips and I felt all the color drain from my already pale flesh.