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[Title: Uh, sorry, but my Karma is 361?]

Content: Seriously, Body Feather cut-off makes no sense.

I was trying to start the Saint Destiny Quest, but they said I need to pass the Body Feather cut-off.

Been grinding Destiny Quests that give a lot of Karma, but WTF, when is this supposed to unlock?

* : "I think it’s like Tail Feather at 100, Wing Feather at 300, and Body Feather at 500."

-[OP]: "What the hell, 500?!"

-[OP]: "Isn’t that basically like clearing almost every Destiny Quest?"

* : "Actually, there are Event Quests that give even more Karma than Destiny Quests."

-[OP]: "Does that even make sense? Destiny Quests are supposed to be way bigger in scale."

* : "There’s that Event Quest where you save a ton of dark mage sacrifices—it gives a ridiculous amount of Karma."

* : "What’s the criteria, though?"

-[OP]: "Maybe it’s like... Destiny Quests happen after everything’s already gone to hell, so even if you fix it, Karma doesn’t go up much. But with that quest, you’re preventing the disaster, so you get more Karma?"

* : "That actually sounds plausible."

-[OP]: "Then why not design the system around that logic?!"

* : "Why are you playing this game if you’re gonna complain? Wanna die?"

-[OP]: "Why the sudden hostility?!"

* : "Ahem, that’s... the developer’s intention."

-[OP]: "Ah, I see."

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The gradually dimming Purity Feather caught Bardros’s gaze, her black eyes trembling slightly.

“This is… the Body Feather?”

The Purity Feather Gerhen had claimed was a Tail Feather was, in fact, a Body Feather deliberately altered to appear less potent.

Realizing the deceitful intent behind Gerhen’s actions, Bardros instinctively turned to Lisir, scrutinizing him with her divine sight.

It was just as it had been when she first saw him.

Even with her sight, capable of discerning the essence of others, she couldn’t pierce the mystery of this man.

Her divine sight revealed only one unshakable truth:

He was someone who could never be associated with evil.

It was as though an inexplicable force etched his benevolence into her very being, leaving no room for doubt.

This was unprecedented. The divine sight had always provided fragmentary insights, tools for forming judgments. Never before had it defined someone’s essence so clearly.

Bardros had already recognized Lisir’s extraordinary nature—

but this? This was beyond her expectations.

“The Body Feather hasn’t dimmed at all.”

Bardros reflected on her years within the Church. For young people, it would feel like an eternity. For her, it had been countless acts of good and a lifetime of service.

Her accumulated karma was something ordinary priests would require multiple lifetimes to achieve.

And yet, here stood Lisir, having surpassed her achievements at such a young age.

How?

Had he saved an entire city from ruin? Vanquished some great evil threatening the world?

Whatever the case, such feats seemed impossible.

Her gaze shifted to those accompanying Lisir, and she froze when she noticed one among them.

“My goodness.”

The sight of the pure, unblemished girl left Bardros momentarily speechless.

How could she reconcile the presence of such a being with Lisir’s own enigmatic nature?@@novelbin@@

Her questions about the wandering young mage only deepened.

“High Priest?”

Lisir’s voice pulled her back to the present.

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