For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became somewhat hot and humid, making it hard to breathe. It was unclear whether it was due to magic or merely an illusion caused by fluctuating emotions, but the light from the candlestick on the table grew dimmer and more ambiguous. Along the Dark Elf's uniquely smooth skin, the mage's fingers slowly moved upwards. Zilvra still kept her eyes closed, but she placed her wine glass aside and drew closer.

There came a knocking at the door, three long knocks and one short, followed by the creak of the wooden door opening. Priest Kuboert came in from outside, holding a large bundle of scrolls.

"Kuboert, I clearly used the Sealing Door Technique outside, which means I don't want to be disturbed." Lynch withdrew his hand, looking a bit annoyed at his priest friend. "Are you always this eager when dispelling magic?"

Kuboert was taken aback, peering out from behind the scrolls and said with an apologetic smile, "The Magic Bracelet you gave me is very handy, I couldn't help but dispel the magic on the door. If it's inconvenient for you now, I can wait for a while. It's just as warm in the outer room."

"Forget it, knowing you're waiting outside puts me in a worse mood." Lynch moved Zilvra's legs off him and then said, "What have you got there? I don't want to worry about matters inside the temple, we've already agreed on that."

"That's not necessary. Felps and his Wandering Guild have secretly done a lot for the Light Temple, so there haven't been any troublesome matters lately." Kuboert placed the pile of scrolls on a table nearby, stacking them like a small mountain. "These are the rituals you need to familiarize yourself with. We don't have a precedent for bestowing honors on a mage, so we only just organized the appropriate ceremonial process. I believe, with your brain, although there's a lot of material, you'll have enough time in one night..."

"I absolutely won't read them." Lynch interrupted Kuboert. "Even if I become a consultant for the temple, I don't want to be a clown in that strange ceremony. Kuboert, have you been busy with these things all this time?"

"Pretty much." The priest let out a long sigh, offering an apologetic smile to Zilvra, which earned him a classic eye-roll from the female Drow. "I know you don't like tediousness, so I simplified it as much as possible. The procedure is quite straightforward, just a bit many steps."

"Being with you Light Priests gives me a headache! Haven't you realized the most urgent matter right now?" Lynch blinked, and the door automatically closed, the sounds in the room were completely locked in. "My becoming a consultant for the Light Temple was definitely not part of the Great Serpent's plan. When he eventually asks the current archbishop about this whole affair—and that's bound to happen soon—what excuse do you plan to use to get by? Especially when I leave Pate City, are you really capable of thwarting his Detection Magic? Are you so sure nothing will slip through?"

Kuboert was stunned for a moment, knitting his brows. He nodded, said nothing, and turned to leave.

At this moment, Zilvra came over, closely sticking to Lynch, her white fingers gently caressing his chest. "Do you want to read those boring ceremonial documents now, or do something else?"

"Scrolls won't disappear, why should I rush?" Lynch's expression on his face quickly "softened." He gestured toward the door, and immediately, a Rainbow Light magic field appeared, sealing the entire room.

So the next day, when the ceremony was supposed to begin, Kuboert was still racking his brains trying to unravel the Magic Barrier before him. Outside, the sound of rapturous applause could be heard, and the "archbishop" was already in the arena, receiving the enthusiastic welcome of the believers, while Mage Lynch was still inside his room, not yet emerged.

"Light God Pate, please don't let anything go wrong!" Kuboert muttered to himself. He was doing his utmost to dispel the effect of the Rainbow Light Magic Wall, but could only strip away 5 layers. The last two layers of protection, he simply couldn't break through. "Lynch, are you really planning to make a mockery of the entire temple?"

Just as he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, sweating profusely while pacing around the room outside, the Rainbow Light Magic Wall trembled and vanished. Lynch was already fully dressed in a complete set of white ceremonial robes, holding a now purple-golden arcane staff, and stealthily walked out of the room.

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