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> Tell him about the existence of some "Four-armed Enemies of the Emperor" that are around, and their possible relation to the Godlight. Also mention that the Godlight may inflict some kind of physical or spiritual harm to the students soon.
"Father," you began, "I've got information on the Godlight and... some 'Four-armed Enemies of the Emperor.'"
His brow furrowed, amusement flickering in his eyes for a brief moment. "The what now?" he chuckled, a hint of disbelief in his tone.
You pressed on. "These 'Enemies' are said to be connected to the Godlight somehow, or not. It's hazy." you explained, laying out the information the Tarot provided. "Four-armed people, that's all I got. It's... not entirely clear, but I felt you should know, father."
The Deacon's expression turned serious. "That's... certainly a new one on me." He stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"There's more," you continued, your voice dropping to a low whisper. "The Godlight might be planning to harm the students soon. Physical harm, or something... spiritual. The Tarot wasn't clear, but it wasn't a complete 'no' that it wouldn't happen. More like a... 'yes- but!', or something."
Deacon Benedict nodded slowly, the weight of your words settling on him. "Thank you, Anon," he said, his voice grave. "If your readings are true, then this seems serious. I'll report this immediately. Be careful out there, and take care of yourself."
"Anytime, father."
"One last thing, Anon," he paused at the doorway, his hand resting on the knob. "What the tarot tells you... keep it only to yourself and Imperial staff. And keep note of who you tell what, too. It's very important."
"...Of course."
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"Glitterglobe History,", your next two classes, the words droned on from the front of the room. You fought the urge to let your eyelids flutter shut. Profunda, the capital city of the Glitterglobe, the God-Emperor's purge of the sinners on the surface and how, in His infallible wisdom and generousity, the righteous Glitterkin people underground were spared... it all blurred together into a monotonous hum.
You almost skipped lunch and dinner. Instructor Seflejo used those precious breaks to bombard you with an avalanche of supplies to carry off to your room: books, pens, paper, rulers, the list went on.
* Study supplies acquired *
* Study books acquired *
Exhausted but relieved, you finally reached the end of your classes after a few hours of spending time with older students in "Administratum Procedures" and "Geometrics". Students were then free for the rest of the day - some would head outside for sparring, others would choose to exercise or study on their own. You opted for the privacy of your room.
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