In the Name of the Queen

The Holy Spring Resurrection Ceremony officially began.

The ceremony was hosted by Christine, a candidate saint of the Temple of Light.

Like most religious organizations, the Temple of Light also has saints who serve as image spokespersons.

These girls have excellent image and temperament, are beautiful and holy, and are packaged and shaped into goddess spokespersons.

They have a transcendent status and hold considerable power.

Everything has a price.

They must remain pure.

If they are found to have lost their virginity, the end is to be tied to a rack and roasted like a roast chicken.

Every once in a while, the Temple of Light will select a few saint seedlings and cultivate them carefully.

These people are the candidate saints.

The status of the candidate saint is equivalent to that of the diocesan bishop.

Every five years, the candidate saints will gather at the headquarters of the Temple of Light to select the best candidate to become the only official saint of the Temple of Light, and the other saints will regain their freedom.

The eliminated candidate saints will not be too disappointed.

Being a candidate saint and not being burned to death represents purity and beauty.

These well-educated and well-spoken beautiful girls are excellent wives that the nobles are very happy to marry, and they are also the bond between the Divine Court and the nobles to strengthen their ties.

So much so that later more and more girls regarded the candidate saints as a springboard to cross the class, and the number of candidates increased from 3-4 to 7.

Christine is such a candidate saint.

Unlike some saints of the same period who pretended to be positive but were actually playing rotten, waiting to marry into a wealthy family and become a noble lady, she was eager to make progress.

It is useless to just think about progress, you have to have results.

Although the organization of the Divine Court of Light is bloated, it is still in its rising stage overall. There are many people who are down-to-earth and hardworking. If she doesn't work hard, there are still many people who want to be a candidate saint.

This Holy Spring Resurrection Ceremony is her greatest achievement.

As long as there are no accidents, this achievement is enough to ensure that she becomes an undisputed official saint and enjoys the treatment of a cardinal.

First solve the level, and have the opportunity to take over a vacant substitute cardinal.

Then it is the king's road to the Pope's crown.

She has been looking forward to this day for too long.

Christine clenched her fists and her body trembled slightly.

Bishop Heitingsen looked at her kindly, looked at her nervous appearance, and encouraged her with a smile:

"Go, Christine, you are the best."

Heitingsen came to Christine and put the pink rose crown symbolizing purity on her head.

Roses are very similar to roses, but the meanings are completely different.

People use roses to express their love, but use roses to weave cages, and imprison young girls with the title of saints in the name of purity.

Wearing a rose crown will inevitably keep away from roses.

It will take at least three to five years to regain freedom.

Will the next official saint be Christine?

Heitingsen encouraged his disciples with a smile, but he was vaguely uneasy in his heart.

For some reason, his right eyelid has been twitching since this morning.

According to the fortune teller, this is a sign of disaster.

Heitingsen punched his chest hard, took a deep breath, and dispelled his troubles.

Damn it, this is superstition, go to hell!

Under the gaze of Heitingsen, Christine walked out of the room and walked towards the Holy Spring step by step along the prepared long steps of light.

On the left and right sides of the Holy Spring, there are ancient ruins from an unknown era.

This ruins may have been an opera house or a colosseum, and there are many seats left.

The dignitaries and special envoys of various countries sat down in different camps.

In addition, there were representatives of the Court of Fertility and the Court of Nature.

Archbishop Hermann from the Sussex Imperial Capital brought Sister Natasha to broaden his horizons, and the [Crow] Sage from the Kingdom of Talia also attended the event with his disciple Enya.

Their expressions were a little solemn.

The revival of the Holy Spring of Light is a good thing for the Court of Light, but a bad thing for them.

There are only so many people in the world, and those who believe in the Goddess of Light will not believe in other goddesses.

When the news of the resurrection of the Holy Spring spread all over the world, I don't know how many people will come to Lake Val for pilgrimage. These people will see the miracle of the resurrection of the Holy Spring, drink a mouthful of holy water, and most of them will be moved to tears and convert on the spot.

Times have changed.

Perhaps the holy war back then was too bloody, and now the major religions rarely use war means.

They compete with each other, but do not easily resort to force.

Even if they see the Holy Spring of Light, the other two major religions can do nothing.

Unless someone breaks the tacit agreement and fires the first shot of the holy war.

No one can bear the consequences, so they can only watch.

Enya looked at Christine curiously, lowered her voice and asked the [Crow] Sage:

"Teacher, what is the evaluation level of this Miss Christine?"

"Before today, it was only A-level. But after today, there may be S-level potential."

Enya was surprised and did not ask more.

She didn't want to be scolded by the teacher for such a stupid question as "Can the Holy Spring change so much?"

Although she often wandered outside of religious activities and was more like a scholar than a clergyman, she knew how exaggerated the favor of God was.

Presiding over the Holy Spring Resurrection Ceremony will gain the favor of God.

Even if it is a pig, it will be a flying divine pig in the eyes of God.

Moreover, Christine is quite capable and has great potential.

Enya silently observed the candidate saint of the Court of Light and secretly admired her.

As expected of a seedling cultivated by a big religion, this quiet and elegant temperament is quite rare.

She has never seen it since entering the core area of ​​Rodinia Continent

No, she has seen it.

The process of Queen Sylph killing the four guards may not be elegant, but it is extremely efficient.

Like a blood-red rose blooming in the dark night.

Enya's fingertips trembled slightly, and she squinted her eyes and continued to observe.

Christine was strong, but she was not weak at all.

Her eyes drifted to the viewing platform where the dignitaries of various countries were sitting.

Sensing her gaze, Roland turned his head and looked at her.

His eyes were gentle, his smile was sunny, and his handsome appearance made him look like the best bard.

However, Enya knew that this was a devil who killed people without blinking an eye.

The teacher's evaluation of him was between S- and S, which remained to be seen.

In short, he was a terrifying person who should not be provoked.

Enya smiled and lightly touched Roland's eyes, then turned to Sif.

The moment she turned her head, Sif also stared at her.

Enya's hair stood up suddenly, and she felt like a frog being stared at by a poisonous snake.

She didn't even dare to look Sif in the eye, and took the opportunity to talk to the teacher to avoid looking at each other.

Maybe it was an illusion, but she felt the murderous intent just now.

Enya was a little scared.

After all, she and Sif really had some intersection.

Although they just passed by each other, she had spied on Sif.

Just when she avoided Sif's eyes, Roland also found that Sif was not right.

"Sif, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just suddenly had the intention to kill." Sif was a little embarrassed.

"The girl in the green clothes of the Natural God Court?" Roland was a little puzzled.

"It's her."

"Do you have a grudge against her?" Roland was even more puzzled.

"I have never seen her, it should be intuition."

After a slight pause, Sif suddenly realized, "This is probably a woman's sixth sense, very accurate."

Roland turned his head to look at Enya, pondered for a few seconds, and slowly said:

"Sif, don't be so extreme. She is not as good-looking as you, her potential and strength are not as good as you, her status and position are not as good as you, and she poses no threat to you. Don't make enemies at will."

Sif liked to hear this.

Roland was right. This Enya was not as good as her in every way. Why was she so extreme?

When she looked at Enya again, the smile returned to her face, and her eyes softened.

Enya looked up secretly, and her eyes met Sif's again.

Enya was a little confused, and she couldn't connect the gentle little princess Sif with the murderous guy just now.

Is this the same person?

The state switch was too fast.

Enya felt more and more that the teacher was right, this Sif was really scary.

Although Sif was friendly now, she still subconsciously wanted to avoid her.

She just looked at Sif lightly and looked away.

She felt guilty.

Seeing Enya's guilty expression, Sif became more confused.

She was sure that there was no hostility just now, and it was the most gentle smile in the world.

However, Enya still ran away.

There is something wrong with this guy, Sif thought silently.

Roland was right, they already had many enemies, and they couldn't make enemies casually, so they marked them first and paid attention to them in the future.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Christine stepped onto the red carpet, wearing a crown of flowers, with a holy face, and walked step by step towards the holy spring that showed signs of recovery.

Reviving the holy spring is both simple and difficult.

Injecting spiritual power into the holy spring that is being revived can help it.

The opportunity for the holy spring to revive is very rare.

Once it fails, it will take hundreds or even thousands of years to restart again.

Successful resuscitation is certainly a great achievement, and failure in resuscitation is a huge disaster.

Even if Christine committed suicide on the spot, she could not apologize, and Heitingsen would die with her.

The resuscitation ceremony has a fixed process.

Under the auspices of Christine, the white-robed priests and nuns began to sing hymns.

Their singing gathered together to reduce the difficulty of the upcoming resuscitation.

After the hymn was sung, the water output of the holy spring, which was just a trickle, increased significantly.

The demon hunters could see that the resuscitation was very smooth.

The first process is to sing praises to the gods.

The second process is to praise virtues.

Is there any virtue greater than saving 30,000 victims? Of course not.

This is a ready-made example of virtue.

The homeless camp was very cooperative and sent Elaine to participate in the ceremony as a representative.

Elaine smiled and cooperated with Christine to complete the performance.

The holy spring seemed to sense something, and the water output increased, and the gurgling sound was particularly pleasant.

Sif, a devout believer of the goddess of abundance, was not interested in the pagan ceremony, and even felt a little disgusted.

She murmured softly: "Such a poor performance, is it really okay?"

"Sif, sometimes acting seriously is also a kind of respect. If you don't even want to act seriously, how can the holy spring revive?"

The goddess gave some holy water to the world, just like a mother giving pocket money to her children.

Whether you are grateful in your heart is another matter, but your attitude must be correct.

Sif bit her lip and said softly: "I understand, it's about deeds, not heart. I just don't know when the holy spring of abundance will revive."

"It will revive." Roland was very sure.

The revival of the holy spring must also be a sideline for the return day.

The three major religions are currently in overall balance. If one of them rises, the balance will be broken. These three religions are watched by goddesses behind them. Who wants their children to be bullied?

The three goddesses have roughly equal abilities to bestow blessings through the plane wall, and the other two goddesses probably won't be idle.

Roland's attitude towards the competition among the three major sects is very simple.

Neither support nor opposition.

You fight your own battles, just don't interfere with his business.

True gods are transcendent beings of rank zero. Their true bodies descending on the unstable material plane will directly lead to the annihilation of the plane.

In the Supreme Law, the existence of the plane takes precedence over life, and any behavior that violates this principle will be stopped by the Supreme Law.

The Supreme Law is above everything.

If the goddess attempts to annihilate the material plane, that is, her true body descends into the unstable material plane, it will be judged by the Supreme Law as a provocation.

According to the law that the plane is above life, it is not the plane that is annihilated, but the goddess.

Before the return day, the strong man of the corresponding level will not appear, this is an iron law.

If he uses some special method to advance in advance, what awaits him is not invincibility, but annihilation.

The Supreme Law is indifferent, and the true god will be annihilated if he violates the rules.

But it is gentle, even a bug has the opportunity to transcend.

From the elf classics, we know that Roland, the second Supreme Law, neither worships nor fears gods.

The goddess can destroy him with a glance, but can she get in?

His opponent is an extraordinary being of the same level.

The resources of the plane are limited, and there are few opportunities for transcendence.

Under the Supreme Law, all beings are equal, and everyone is a bug.

The seemingly invincible Queen Sophia, the goddess who was high above, was nothing but a strong bug.

After thinking this through, the Holy Spring Resurrection Ceremony was no longer sacred in Roland's eyes.

What Holy Spring? It was just the place where the goddess came out of the water.

Roland was bored, but others didn't think so.

As the amount of water in the Holy Spring increased, the expressions of the onlookers gradually changed from indifference to solemnity.

Is this amount of water a bit outrageous?

The spectators were just surprised, but Christine, who was in the middle of the situation, was a little flustered.

Can she really handle such a huge amount of holy water?

She looked back at the teacher and saw the encouraging eyes, which made her feel a little relieved.

At this point, it was useless to think too much, so let's go.

Just as Christine's slender jade hand was about to press the goddess statue in front of the Holy Spring, a clear and spring-like girl's voice sounded from behind.

"Christine, please wait."

Christine stopped moving, did not look back, but her voice was a little indifferent.

"Erin, you've crossed the line."

The girl called Erin wore the same priest uniform as Christine. She looked no less beautiful and had a warmer temperament.

Obviously, Erin was another candidate for the Holy Lady of the Court of Light.

There was something interesting to watch!

The onlookers instantly perked up and watched the scene of the revival ceremony.

Who doesn't like to watch a fight between beautiful girls?

The spectators didn't care whether the Holy Spring revival ceremony would succeed. Clergymen of other religions would even silently pray for the failure of the ceremony.

The opponent's failure equals one's own success.

Christine's words did not make Erin flinch.

She walked straight to Christine, bowed and prayed to the statue of the goddess, and then responded:

"Christine, I've been here a long time ago. This is your discovery, and the credit should belong to you. I don't intend to rush to attack, but the amount of water in the Holy Spring is amazing."

She asked in a voice that only two people could hear: "Are you sure?"

Christine was silent.

Irene said softly, "We are not only rivals, but also friends. I help you, and we share the glory. You should know that resuscitation can only succeed and cannot fail."

"After saying so much, you still want to take the credit." Christine's eyes turned red.

"I am not taking it, but joining your ceremony."

"70% to 30%!" Christine said softly.

"50% to 50%." Irene insisted.

"Don't go too far, 60% to 40% is my bottom line." Christine looked unfriendly.

Irene's eyes were gentle, but she didn't back down either.

"50% to 50%, but you have priority. If the final contest is a draw, I will take the initiative to admit defeat."

Christine hesitated for a second and agreed decisively.

"Deal."