This time, the nun naturally wouldn’t take Ronald to the previous confessional.
The three went directly to the side of the chapel and then passed through the arched corridor to the buildings behind the church.
Leaving the chapel, they entered an open-air garden.
The cross-shaped cloister intersected, and the garden surrounded by corridors even in winter had only a few plants still retaining color.
While walking, Ronald also took the opportunity to look at the surrounding interior.
This church building, dominated by white tones, was also very clean and tidy inside.
Apart from some religious dome murals, there were almost no decorations around, only some lamps embedded in the walls on both sides for lighting purposes.
As for the nun leading the way...
Whenever they encountered clergy dressed similarly, they would just silently greet each other, then move aside in the corridor to pass, not interfering with each other.
With Ronald and Patricia in tow, the nun walked straight to a room located behind and to the left of the church.
She skillfully opened the door, bowed slightly to make way, and then spoke to the two people in front of her:
"Mr. Ronald will start today’s examination work here."
After nodding in thanks to the guiding nun, Ronald stepped into the room first.
Looking around, the room appeared somewhat ordinary.
On the side where he entered, there were several chairs provided for the interrogated, and in front of the chairs was a wooden wall. The wall, about a meter high, turned into an open railing, allowing people on both sides of the room to see each other’s movements.
However, at that moment, the railing was covered by a black cloth, and Ronald couldn’t see the back half of the room.
A few seconds later, both of them walked in, one after the other.
Ronald and Patricia confidently sat on the chairs and then quietly waited for the other party’s arrangement.
Soon after, the nun behind them nodded slightly, lit the candles in the room, and then quietly left the room.
A soft sound, the door was closed by the nun from the outside.
Ronald and Patricia waited there.
Less than a minute later, the black cloth in front of them was unveiled.
The nun sat opposite them with a familiar smile on her face.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was somewhat subtle.
Although it was Ronald and Patricia’s first time in such a place,
They could sense the oddness of the situation.
It was just like a criminal being led by the police into a courtroom, and then, after a while, the same policeman who led him there takes the judge’s seat and starts acting as the judge to adjudicate.
The whole thing was utterly discordant!
The nun sat opposite, similarly silent for a few seconds.
Then, the corners of her mouth visibly twitched.
—The nun’s smile almost faltered.
Realizing the awkwardness of the atmosphere, the nun broke the silence after a moment:
"Mr. Ronald, I will be responsible for your examination."
Although curious about why he was being continuously hosted by this nun, even for the mystical examination, and why they didn’t change personnel, it was ultimately their internal affair, and it was not appropriate for him to inquire.
As the one being examined, it was better to obediently follow the arrangements.
Thus, under Ronald’s gaze, the nun posed a dignified sitting posture, and her smile also became a bit more serious:
"First of all, please demonstrate your school ability."
"According to the intelligence we’ve gathered, your ability should be directly visible with the naked eye, right?"
Ronald openly acknowledged, then gently raised his hand.
Along the gap between his cuff and arm, the black mist he had prepared earlier crawled out along his arm, then steadily settled in Ronald’s palm.
To avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings.
Ronald had summoned the same black mist related to the force of "Fury" ahead of time.
It was identical to what the priest had directly seen before.
Observing the black mist before her, the nun immediately asked,
"Mr. Ronald, I should be able to touch this spell product with my own technique, or physically, right?"
Ronald nodded and said, "Of course."
Hearing this response, the nun brought her palms together and held them upright in front of her chest.
She then slightly bowed her head and began to quietly recite a prayer in a voice only she could hear.
After a few breaths, there was no noticeable movement from her.
Once the prayer was recited, the nun decisively reached her hands past the railing, taking hold of Ronald’s outstretched palms and naturally enveloping the black mist within her own.
Ronald could feel the warmth coming from her palms.
Probably due to the coldness of winter, those delicate palms still carried a lingering chill.
In silence, the nun continued to feel the sensations transmitted to her palms.
It was only after more than twenty seconds that she gently released her hands.
Still maintaining a smile on her face, the nun spoke again,
"Your ability seems to have a complex composition..."
Ronald’s expression remained neutral as he calmly replied,
"It’s not really that complex."
"The main function of my ability is to produce certain reactions based on people’s emotions. Usually, its aggressiveness isn’t too high; at most, it can just restrict someone’s actions."
Ronald spoke each word truthfully, being wary of the possibility that the other party might also possess the ability to detect lies.
The experience from the investigative bureau reminded him of this at such times.
"Indeed, this matches my own feeling," said the nun, nodding while looking at Ronald, her tone still calm.
"However, as far as I know, some time ago at an outdoor winery, you employed a type of aggressive spell that could completely destroy a person’s body, with considerable destructive power and range. Could you demonstrate it now?"
Ronald shook his head, his face expressing apology,
"To unleash the power of that kind of thing, conditions need to be right, and the restrictions are very strict, not suitable for a demonstration to you now."
His answer was still ’honest.’
Ronald had anticipated such questions beforehand and, thus, his response was watertight.
After a few seconds of silence, the nun continued,
"Do you have any other spells you are particularly skilled in using?"
"If possible, please demonstrate."
Ronald smiled kindly,
"Recently, I have only been using these two spells; I haven’t used any other mystical techniques."
Ronald could swear to heaven that he was an honest person.
From the moment he entered this room, not a single lie had slipped from his lips.
The nun’s smile persisted on her face unchanged, without any fluctuation.
After a few more seconds of silence, she slowly withdrew her hands under the railing, a spot obscured by the wall so Ronald could not see.
Rustling for a couple of seconds, the nun then spoke,
"If you don’t mind, shall we begin the character test?"