Wizard: I Have a Cultivation System-Chapter 109 - 103: The Source of the Church Court’s Supernatural Power

Chapter 109: Chapter 103: The Source of the Church Court’s Supernatural Power

The moment a green light flickered in Princess Margaret’s eyes, Murphy had already sensed Archbishop John hidden in the shadows of the colonnade.

The Archbishop was said to be approaching the level of an Official Wizard. Although he had deliberately suppressed his aura, it was still inadequate before Murphy’s perception of the Heaven and Earth Qi, which had been enhanced by his Breathing and Guiding Technique "Slightly Accomplished."

And in Murphy’s perception, the fluctuations of Spiritual Power emanating from Princess Margaret were in no way inferior to those of the Third-Class Wizard Apprentice, Saren.

Facing two potentially powerful enemies, Murphy naturally couldn’t make a rash move right away.

If he were to reveal his true strength at this moment, even if he won, he would have to face not only these two powerful individuals, but also the wrath of the Vilt Royal Family and pursuit from the Truth Church Court.

’And if Saren wasn’t lying, then Archbishop John...’

Sure enough, just as he pretended to be under control and was about to carry out the suicide command, Archbishop John intervened just in time to stop him.

Of course, the reason wasn’t as simple as being worried about the territory falling into chaos.

Saren’s words, "The methods of the Truth Church Court are completely different from us Wizards," were not just empty talk.

The way the Clergy of the Truth Church Court obtained Supernatural Power was completely different from how Wizards constructed Magic Models using Dimensional Energy.

Their source of power came from their devout faith in and profound interpretation of the *Holy Scripture of Truth*.

Only Clergy who truly believed in the doctrine and practiced its true meaning in their daily lives could receive the Supernatural Power bestowed by Oriane.

And the *Holy Scripture of Truth* clearly states: "There shall be no one among you... who uses Magic, practices wicked arts, uses charms, or consults with ghosts... All who do these things are detested by Oriane."

Princess Margaret’s use of Control Human undoubtedly violated this commandment.

Of course, it wasn’t that the doctrine couldn’t be violated—more accurately, it could be reinterpreted.

Just as the centuries-long conflict between the Church Court and the Shepherd Headquarter District was, in essence, a struggle for the right to interpret the scriptures.

But Archbishop John clearly did not yet possess the power or status to reinterpret the doctrine on a large scale.

Therefore, when he personally witnessed the Princess cast Mind Control Magic, he had to step in and stop it out of adherence to the doctrine.

However, it would be a grave mistake to think this could be used to get a hold on Archbishop John.

Although he couldn’t reinterpret the entire doctrine, he was still capable of flexible adaptations on a small scale.

For instance, this time, he didn’t appear the moment the Princess began her mental manipulation, but instead waited until the situation was about to spiral out of control before intervening.

However, Murphy was also fully prepared.

If Archbishop John had truly stood by and done nothing, or if Princess Margaret had tried another move, the Knight’s Sword in his hand would have changed direction and, with lightning speed, gone straight for Princess Margaret’s throat.

But...

’Option Two isn’t complete yet, is it?’

’It seems Princess Margaret and Archbishop John are still very suspicious.’

’Or, if I killed them, would that lead to a new Option One?’

’But the consequences would likely be more than the current Duval Territory could bear.’

Murphy took a deep breath. After lingering in the room for a moment, he quietly made his way to Aurora’s chambers.

"Brother!" Aurora, dressed in a lavender nightgown with her long, golden hair cascading over her shoulders, saw Murphy push open the door. She immediately shot up from her vanity, rushed over, and hugged him tightly, her voice filled with unconcealed worry. "How did it go? Did those distinguished guests give you any trouble?" 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Murphy gently ruffled her golden curls and soothed her in a low voice, "It’s fine. I handled it."

The reason he hadn’t sent Aurora and Kaiden to take refuge at the suburban manor was that in these turbulent times, he truly didn’t know where was actually safe.

Although he had clashed with Archbishop John at the banquet, that was merely a matter of their respective positions.

His so-called peasant spies might serve as an early warning system in peacetime, but when a real war came, these untrained commoners could hardly be relied upon.

They might be able to spot a few scattered scouts, but they couldn’t stop a well-trained army.

If the Rosenia People were to suddenly launch an attack now, a remote manor would be an even easier target.

What’s more, even a manor located further south would have difficulty completely avoiding the Ghost-Touch Wizards active in the border regions.

And leaving the Baron’s Domain would be an even more foolish act.

Even though Aurora was the daughter of a nobleman, she was ultimately just the heir to a minor Baron’s Domain.

In this chaotic world, a beautiful noblewoman leaving her own territory was like a lamb wandering into a pack of wolves.

Whether she encountered roving bandits or was controlled by other nobles with ill intentions, she could face an unimaginable fate.

In comparison, Princess Margaret and Archbishop John would, no matter what, preserve the inheritance of the territory.

At least on the surface, Aurora and Kaiden shouldn’t face any direct danger.

"Brother..." Aurora suddenly pressed closer, her hands restlessly roaming across his chest.

Murphy gently grasped her wrists. "Not tonight."

"I know." Aurora tilted her face up, her eyes pleading. "I’m just a little nervous... You don’t have to stay the night. Just let me..."

Murphy gazed into her anxious eyes and finally nodded.

Half an hour later, Murphy straightened his clothes and slipped out of Aurora’s room without a sound.

He paused in the hallway for a moment, then turned toward the nursery, which was not far away.

In this aristocratic society, a noblewoman who personally breastfed and cared for her child day and night would, on the contrary, be looked down upon by other nobles. It was considered an indecent act befitting the lower classes.

Moreover, the medical view in this world was that breastfeeding would consume a woman’s precious ’Life Essence’ and could be detrimental to her health.

Furthermore, in an era with an extremely high infant mortality rate, becoming too emotionally invested early on meant that if a child were to unfortunately die young, the blow to the mother would be exceptionally severe.

Therefore, a noble mother’s love for her children was more often expressed through later education and upbringing, such as religious instruction, etiquette training, and arranging marriages. These were considered the proper ways to maintain the noble bloodline and status.

Aurora had grown up in such an environment and was long accustomed to the aristocratic custom of living in separate rooms from her child.

Murphy gently pushed open the door to the nursery. He saw the wet nurse, Erin—a woman who shared the same name as Arthur’s youngest daughter and was the second daughter of the Roton Knight Family—pacing in the room while holding little Kaiden.

Seeing Murphy enter, she quickly curtsied. "Lord Baron."

Murphy nodded, his gaze falling upon the infant in her arms.

Little Kaiden was sleeping soundly, his tender, pink face looking especially peaceful in the candlelight.

He reached out and gently stroked the child’s cheek. The warmth from his fingertip made him unable to resist giving it a couple of soft pinches.

"Take good care of him," Murphy instructed in a low voice.

"Yes, my lord," Erin replied respectfully, holding the infant in her arms a little more securely.

Murphy took one last look at the sleeping child before turning to leave.