"It's a coincidence that I meet Lady Freya here... You came at a good time, I wanted to ask you something."

When the Holy Maiden was still in the Holy Pope Nation, she had seen portraits of the gods in heaven, so she knew Freya. After the hospitality they received yesterday, they had become friends, and they could talk about many things without reservations.

"Do you have a question? Sure, go ahead and ask, I will answer if I know."

Seeing the other party's quick agreement, the Holy Maiden gently pressed her index finger against her lower lip and smiled:

"I'm here to find someone this time, a man. Have you happened to encounter him on the streets?"

Looking for a man - it wouldn't be a big deal if she had said this elsewhere through someone else's words. But here in Dibiles, unless it was an envoy from a foreign country, it was impossible to find anyone other than Wang Xiaole, the second man besides him.

Furthermore, who was she looking for?

It was the Holy Maiden of the "Church of the Supreme God"!

Just the fact that the Holy Maiden was looking for a man was already a big deal. If this news reached someone who liked to spread rumors, there would definitely be explosive content revealed in tomorrow's front page in the imperial city.

Fortunately, Freya wasn't the type who couldn't keep a secret. She was merely a little curious, so she asked without hesitation:

"Can you reveal who that man is to me? I'm quite interested."

Freya thought lifting her arm and resting it against the Holy Maiden's side breast was a normal gesture between human females and close friends. In reality, it was not normal at all. This gesture was too intimate, and regular friends or close female friends would never be this excessively intimate.

It was a bad influence.

The Holy Maiden looked around and didn't see anyone passing by because they had all gone to the arena to watch the fights. In addition, the Holy Maiden was traveling alone without her attendants, so only Freya and she were at the scene.

But even so, the intimate behavior made her step back a few steps. After paying attention to maintaining distance from the other person, she reluctantly smiled and said:

"Talking about this topic on the street is not appropriate. Let's continue at the church. It's just a few hundred steps away."

There was something that the Holy Maiden didn't explain clearly and didn't plan to explain:

Besides exchanging information, she and Freya were going to the church together to do something secretive.

Freya entered the church and went to the Holy Maiden's private residence. A cup of sweet milk and a pack of snacks were immediately served.

Now they could start the conversation.

"You can eat and drink as you please. I called you here to ask about the question just now: Have you encountered a man inside the capital city?"

"Before I answer, you have to tell me first, munch munch, who is that man to you?"

Whoever asks first doesn't necessarily have to answer first, just like the next question asked:

"He's someone I absolutely have to find!"

Behind the firm answer, there was an underlying uneasiness that even the Holy Maiden herself had underestimated. It was like an insect crawling on a plant leaf, causing an unbearable itchy feeling that one couldn't endure.

After hearing a clever expression, Freya understood:

The other person has already given all the answers they can give. To dig deeper would be impolite and not something friends do to each other.

Freya took a sip of the sweet milk, her thin cherry lips stained with a hint of milky white allure. Her tongue stirred on them, necessary moisture before speaking.

"There is indeed one man, but he is not from here."

"I don't want a local!"

Holy Maiden's eyes shimmered with anticipation, as though she held hope for Freya's answer. She grabbed onto a precious lifeline in her anxious state.

That lifeline... no, Freya didn't know that she was being regarded so highly, she simply spoke the truth to her friend.

"That person not only isn't from here, but he is not from any of the three empires either."

"That's exactly the kind of person I want."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm very sure. Please tell me where he is!"

In reality, Freya had a hunch that the Wang Xiaole she was about to introduce was not the same person her friend was talking about. But she couldn't resist her friend's insistence. She thought that since it was the other person's strong request, it wouldn't be bad to introduce Wang Xiaole. She wasn't trying to set anyone up, it was just going with the flow, yes, going along with it.

Under the gaze filled with anticipation, the initial sound of Wang Xiaole's name echoed in the room, and in the later moment:

"Milord, the Archbishop has entered the city and will soon be coming here. Please make time to meet him... Did I come at the wrong time?"

A nun pushed open the partially closed door, blinked at the scene in the room for a moment, and quickly retreated.

It could be seen that closing the door with a gentle push was a very important habit. The Holy Maiden had learned her lesson.

The Archbishop was a second-class figure in the Church of the Supreme God, belonging to the First Order of the Holy Ranks. He was not someone you could casually meet. Moreover, people like him would not travel alone; he would definitely be accompanied by a group of subordinates. Now, the Archbishop was coming to the church and even wanted to meet the Holy Maiden. In order to avoid exposing her identity, Freya had already planned to leave.

"It seems like you'll be quite busy, and it's not good for me to continue staying here. Anyway, I'll go out for a walk on the street..."

After all, the goddess was not an outgoing person. Although she disliked being ignored by humans, she was also unwilling to attract too much attention, as such crowded places were troublesome.

"You can't leave!"

As Freya was about to leave, her hand was firmly held by the Holy Maiden, who stood up from her chair.

From the Holy Maiden's perspective:

She had finally encountered someone who knew some information. How could she just let Freya go so easily?

Even if it meant coaxing and deceiving, she had to keep the goddess here. So she had to say something pleasing on the surface:

"Freya, you don't have to worry about me. You can continue to stay here."

"Isn't that inappropriate? I don't belong to the church. 'Idle gods and others' should keep their distance when church personnel are having conversations, shouldn't they?"

"No, no, you are my honored guest. Even extending the time you stay in the church is a great favor! Besides, other than me, there is no one else who would recognize you."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The last sentence from the Holy Maiden was not a lie.

Because even in the Papal State, the knowledge of the appearances of the gods of the heavenly realm was only possessed by the Pope and the Holy Maiden;

The lower four archbishops and the ordinary bishops below them did not have the qualifications to have access to such confidential information due to their lower ranks.

After receiving repeated assurances from the other party, Freya's attitude softened and she finally agreed to stay.

With only about four or five minutes left until the Archbishop officially entered the church, taking advantage of this short window, the Holy Maiden planned to do something she had been planning for a long time.

"Lady Freya, please look into my eyes."

Under the sudden command, their gazes converged, and in the moment their eyes met, a strange glimmer flashed in the Holy Maiden's pupils.

Like the prelude to manipulation, as if a demon, after a whisper, traps the target through words and controls them in the palm of their hand.

Of course, it is certainly unusual for a demon to wear white clothes...

The divine power swirling around the Holy Maiden's body naturally emitted a wave that resembled magic;

In an instant, Freya seemed to be frozen, and the scene in her eyes turned gray, reminiscent of the color of an old photograph.

After staring at each other's eyes for more than ten seconds, the Holy Maiden, feeling that there was enough time, prepared to issue a new command.

She was confident that Freya would react according to her instructions based on their eye contact just now;

That eye contact was not just a simple exchange of glances, but rather the execution of a technique;

The common term for such a technique is "forbidden spell".

As a higher-ranking individual beneath the Pope in the Papal State, it would not be acceptable for the Holy Maiden to not know forbidden spells;

And in reality, even individual archbishops possess the ability to cast forbidden spells, let alone the Holy Maiden herself.

Just one thing:

The forbidden spell she just cast, even when compared to the top-tier forbidden spells, belongs to a very special kind;

Not because of anything else, but because the effect of this forbidden spell is to suggest something to a target at will;

To put it in simpler terms:

The power of the forbidden spell can hypnotize the target.

Hypnosis, well, it is nothing more than controlling a target through several common methods;

Like swinging a small pendulum in front of their eyes, or using words;

And then, there is the method the Holy Maiden used, misleading through eye contact, to achieve the ultimate goal of controlling a target.

The time period Freya was under hypnosis was the instant when the Holy Maiden and she met and their gazes met yesterday.

Although it was hypnosis, the Holy Maiden did not have a particularly specific intention, just thinking:

Seizing the opportunity of the gods descending to the mortal realm, adding a guarantee to her own future, is definitely not a bad thing.

In case one day in the future, she has a request for Freya's help, and the other party does not agree;

At that time, if she were to control the other party's actions through the forbidden spell, wouldn't things be resolved quickly?

The effect of the forbidden spell depends on one's own strength, but to manipulate a god, one must have powers beyond common sense.

In this regard, Holy Maiden is extremely confident, after all, she can even control Archangels and the Supreme God;

No matter how high Freya's position is in the heavens, she cannot surpass the Supreme God;

Therefore, the previous command must be...

"You let me look into your eyes, I looked, and then what?"

...

"Uh?" A big question mark popped up over Holy Maiden's head. She thought the situation should not be like this.

She didn't understand:

What happened just now? Why can Freya speak and react without her command?

Coincidence? Accident?

If, after successfully casting the forbidden spell, it cannot avoid the use of the above two words, what is the difference between it and the widely popular ordinary magic?

If an inexplicable force of uncontrollable factors would affect the effectiveness of the forbidden spell, why does Holy Maiden still keep this card in hand? It would be better to learn some useful techniques sooner.