Despite his worries, the teeth marks were healing just fine. The seer woman's words did haunt him for a while, but all that talk about a permanent stamp might've just been all gibberish she had spoken to reel him in. The day after tomorrow, he needed to return to the capital for the weekly church visit under the high priest's training, or whatever he wanted to check first before Ellis was officially a certified saint. He'll have to visit the public library and find out everything about this webnovel world himself. For now, he didn't trust anyone in this world to give him the correct information.
Barmily brooding over his situation was certainly not doing him any good. If he was going to live as Ellis Montfort now, he might as well do it right. It wasn't like he had ever failed to get something done; if he put his mind to it, he could do anything.
