"Okay, come with us outside the basement," Aeris said.
Voltira hurriedly opened the door.
Tap Tap Tap
They all started walking. They began to climb the steps to go to the ground floor. The ground floor door was opened, and they entered the marvelous area. Everything around them was beautiful. The pole, walls, ceiling, and floor.
Aeris turned toward the heroes to say something.
Tap Tap Tap
"The skill future foresight is always correct."
Noctyra: "Isn't that the voice of the Pope?"
All looked towards a direction where some people were coming.
Ignara:"I cannot see the holy archbishop."
Voltira:"That's great! The Pope is not so strict. He will hear us. We will really get the chance to use the toilet."
The people arrived. There were some archbishops. The Pope looked completely old; his skin had become completely white, as if he had just come back from the grave. Next to him stood a woman.
The woman looked like she was in her early 20s. She was 5 feet 5 inches tall. Her auburn hair was tied in a knot. She had emerald green eyes and fair porcelain skin with an oval face. The most interesting thing was that she had long, big horns like a deer. They were large and imposing, creating a creature that seemed ready to attack at any moment.
[Appraisal]
Name: Aputsiaq Ferrari
Age:463,369,096,3149,909,76,00,000
Personality: Kind hearted. Ruthless, cruel, and cold towards evil.
Class: Apostle
Race: Manav
Note: Perfect fit to be an apostle.
Name: Croía Foerstner
Age: 463,369,096,3149,909,76,00,000
Personality: Wants strict discipline. Does whatever she wants if it is under her power. She is short tempered.
Class: Saintess
Race: Druid
Note: She does not fit to be a saintess.
Special Note: They are both husband and wife but have never had kids. Croía doesn't like kids. Aputsiaq has already planned a divorce. The divorce is on the way.
Raghunandan was lost for words. There was nothing he could say. What he saw cannot be explained.
"Well, greetings to you, heroes! I am the pope," Aputsiaq said.
"Hey, we don't have a father," one boy said.
"I think we are summoned here because he wants to adopt us," one girl said.
The princesses were trying to hold back their laughter. There was a smile on their faces.
"What do you think? He looks so old. Why do I feel like I am talking to an undead?"
"Especially look at the woman with the long deer horns."
"Do painkillers exist in this world?"
"Don't your head feel heavy?"
"How do you walk through the door with your big horns?"
"I am well used to it; I will tell you later," Croía said with a smile.
A girl came near Croía. She said something in her ear. Croía's face turned red tomato red. She directly held the throat of the girl. Smoke began to come out of Croía's nose.
"You could have asked if I had a boyfriend, husband, an affair, where the saint is, or even if I have children or not. But you dare to ask me that, ask me that... Ehhh."
Croía's voice was hoarse and felt deadly. Anyone could look at her face and say she was madly angry.
"I was just curious, Curie," the girl said in panic.
Croía let her hand go.
"This time I am letting you go, but if you ask again, I am going to kill you."
"Hah haa haa haa."
"It'll be good if you all get fresh first."
Time: 9:00 PM
Location: Dining Hall
Everyone was quietly eating. Only Raghunandan was eating and looking around at his surroundings. The dining hall looked majestic. There were different paintings on the walls. There was only one painting of a person standing on the battlefield.
Time: 9:00 AM
Raghunandan was dressed in commoners' clothes. He got into the horse wagon.
Time: 10:00 AM
The wagon had reached a forest area.
"What do you think of your chef occupation?" the driver asked.
"Borise, it's just that what I wanted was given to me."
Borise turned his gaze towards Raghunandan. His face had a smile.
"That's great then. It was good that you got the occupation you desired. As for me, I didn't get the occupation I wanted."
"I didn't get it?"
"I will explain. First, explain to me your experience of how you talked to the king."
Raghunandan cleared his throat.
"All the heroes, including me, entered the royal chamber. In the royal court, the king was sitting on his marvelous throne. One hero asked, 'Can we go back to our world?' The king said it was impossible; you have to permanently stay in the world of Apheoter. Then the occupation awakening began.
When I placed my hand on the crystal, I received the chef occupation and some skills that were really useless for a hero. First, I don't have mana. I have different skills.
The first skill was an online store from which I can only buy utensils and knives for cooking. The second skill is an item box that can store only 1000 kg. The shocking thing is that the item box can store only vegetables. The third skill is Appraisal, which can only determine if a material can be used for cooking or not.
There was a special note saying that He is not even on the level of a hero."