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Agatha is the middle of cleaning herself as she had just gone to one of her many routinary walks in the town square. She was hell bent into convincing the people to convert to her and venerate her a their real goddess and champion for salvation so she was willing to go extra length. She figured that if they were to keep seeing her, she would eventually get everyone to listen.

But while she was busy removing her soiled clothes, she noticed at the corner of her eyes, a bottle of champagne she never seen before. Curious, she made her mind to check it raight after donning a fresh set of clothes.

Agatha swore it was not there before but eventually, her curiosity took the better half of her and before she knew it, she was already walking to the bedside table where it was sitting. Afterward, she tried to read its label, and when she realized she could hardly recognize the character written to it, she called her system.

“You useless system, did I not just paid you a huge sum to level up my in