Chapter 162 - Chapter 162: Chapter 155 The End of the Road for Irene (2/2)

She needed to witness a miracle!

However, all decisions would have to wait until after today’s anointment ceremony. By then, she would consider whether to allow Lilian to undergo transformation.

If the great Lord of the Lost did not bestow upon her the Path of Divine Sacrifice, Irene would have to abandon the idea of training her to become a Priest and instead consider having Rishia, a “devout person,” marry Darren, to become the next Priest of the Fischer family.

“I leave it all to the great judgment of the Lord of the Lost,” she murmured to herself.

Irene nodded gently and said, “Lilian, come with me.”

Lilian nodded with a smile and followed Aunt Irene to the second floor of the basement.

She felt a bit uneasy inside, feeling that she had done nothing wrong, yet why couldn’t she make Aunt Irene happy?

Lilian had an extraordinary sensitivity to the emotions of others and animals alike.

Despite having meticulously completed all of Aunt Irene’s demands, why did she still seem a bit discontented?

What exactly wasn’t good enough?

Lilian couldn’t understand at all and felt increasingly agitated deep inside.

In the basement, she noticed that the family members were all looking at her, and she saw her brother Darren gazing at her with joy as if he were about to congratulate her.

What’s going on?

Lilian was a bit unclear about what was about to happen, only feeling that it might be a significant event involving her, and then she knelt down with everyone else, as she had done on previous occasions.

During the ceremony, she was singled out by Aunt Irene to step forward.

“Lilian, come here.”

So Lilian had to slowly rise and step forward, kneeling again in front of everyone while maintaining an outward appearance of calm and devotion, but feeling even more uneasy and fearful within.

At the same time, she quickly noticed another little girl she didn’t recognize, who approached and knelt beside her with an expressionless face, grey scales upon her delicate features.

Rishia, a dragon descendant little girl from Daybreak Orphanage, a devout person.

Faced with Lilian and Rishia, Karl sank into deep contemplation.

Rishia’s path ahead was undoubtedly the Path of Divine Sacrifice; it wasn’t something that required consideration. She was a child with nothing else in her heart.

But what about Lilian?

“It seems I need to give this some careful thought,” he said.

Karl was deep in thought.

“Irene’s idea simply won’t work; even as a devout person, Rishia can’t replace her. That child isn’t a blood member of the Fischer family, not one of my favored members; without the influence of the soul fragment I tore away, she can’t complete the sacrifice.”

“Then, among the others, I can only choose Lilian. Chris’s child is still too young, and Darren’s temperament makes it impossible for him to become a Priest.”

Human nature is often complicated; in fact, many people are suited for different paths, such that even the gentle Byrne has a slight affinity for the Path of Conquest.

Lilian is suited for two paths; her most suitable path is actually the Path of Nature, and only then the Path of Divine Sacrifice.

However, affinity for the God Pantheon stairway can actually be changed later in life because over the long course of life, people’s characters and behaviors tend to gradually change.

He made up his mind, taking a gamble on what kind of person Lily would become in the future.

Bestow upon her the Power of Consecution of the Path of Divine Sacrifice.

If she could become a devout person, she would naturally be able to advance further on the Path of Divine Sacrifice. Otherwise, she could only reach up to the first two steps at most.

Both girls of similar age were granted the power of the Path of Divine Sacrifice. Lilian’s face showed some excitement and relief, while Rishia remained expressionless, silently praying.

Irene’s heart grasped the will of God.

The great He had chosen Lilian.

So, she must find a way to make Lilian more devout, and she had to succeed in this before she departed from this world.

She had no sorrow at the thought of leaving this world, rather she felt more and more joyful.

Perhaps some members of the Fischer family were concerned about the afterlife, but Irene was quite certain her soul would return to God’s embrace.

Even if Karl had never spoken to her about what came after death.

After the ceremony was over, Irene gently stroked Lilian’s hair as they emerged outside, suddenly coming to understand many things.

“So that’s how it is, I finally understand,” she whispered.

What exactly was her final destiny during these last years?

Irene had long been perplexed and bewildered about this.

Time was running short.

She had fulfilled her obligations to her family with a clear conscience, but to the great Lord of the Lost, she had always done too little in return for His ocean-like benevolence.

What could she do at the end of her life to repay the great Lord of the Lost?

The woman who had been troubled and perplexed suddenly felt, as if guided by God, tears of realization flowing down her cheeks.

“I finally understand, that is what the great You had been expecting!”