Noble Emblem

Joan...a fourteen-year-old girl.

Her life experience is very simple. She is a shepherdess from Lajia. Her ancestors have never produced any great figures. Some time ago, her mother was seriously ill and she had no money to treat her. When she was about to die, the God of Fortune held a free clinic and several people were treated. The neighbor carried it to the church of Fortune God and tried it.

As a result, it came alive.

Then Joan became a believer of the goddess Woking, the kind of light believer.

In order to become a true believer, you must understand a certain degree of Woking's teachings.

That night, she routinely went to sit by the bonfire in the center of the village. Every day at this time, a bard would come to the village to sing poetry, drink bitter and cheap ale with the adults, and talk about outside things.

At this time, as long as it doesn't rain, almost everyone in the village will participate in the inherent program.

Then she heard the bard say that the Pope of the Wealth Cult had gone crazy recently and wanted to select a girl from among the people to be the saint of the Cult.

Many villagers asked what the saint did.

The bard was also a rookie. He scratched his head and said uncertainly: "She is a very powerful woman in a sect. She is favored by the goddess. Probably only the pope is more powerful than her."

A character like a saint is, in a sense, almost like a princess. It is not accessible to ordinary farmers and women, and they do not even have channels to understand it.

Although the bard is more knowledgeable, he is not that knowledgeable. He has a little understanding of the position of saint, but only a little.

At this time, Joan just listened and did not react. She felt that she was just an ordinary farm girl, very self-aware, and had never had too many fantasies.

At this time, another farmer asked: "Which saint should I choose this time? Can our farmer's little girl also go?"

"According to the information released by the God of Wealth Cult, as long as you are a virgin and believe in the Goddess of Wealth, you can do it."

At this time, Joan was still lonely and had no reaction. But then, the bard's words made her heart beat faster: "Becoming a saint, after being favored by the goddess, she will become more beautiful, can also use magic, and may become the most beautiful woman Ai Princess Ma’s level.”

"Did Princess Emma become so beautiful after she became a saint?" Joan asked anxiously.

The bard thought for a while: "It seems so..."

In a sense, the bard's words are indeed correct. As long as the professional level increases, the appearance and temperament will gradually become more outstanding. It's just that the amount of improvement varies from person to person.

Joan didn't speak anymore. She looked at the bonfire in the center of the field with her eyes, bright flames dancing in her pupils.

She used to wait until the men started drinking before leaving and going back to their rooms to sleep. But this time, she heard the last thing about the selection of the saint, and she remembered every word in her heart without missing a word.

When she got home, she took a shower and hid in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Finally I got up and came to the creek not far from the backyard.

The moonlight tonight is very round and bright. Without any lighting tools, Qiong can see things dozens of meters away.

She squatted down by the creek, untied her hair, and washed her face again. Despite the darkness of night, she could still barely see her blurry face on the water.

A face that is a bit yellowed but has a very attractive shape.

After becoming a saint, you can become more beautiful.

Qiong raised her head, looked at the full moon in the sky, and remained silent for a long time.

The next day, it was still dark. Joan set off quietly. She put on her best and cleanest clothes. Although there were some patches on them, she still thought the clothes were beautiful.

I heard that this outfit was worn by my mother when she married my father.

Walking on a smooth road, Qiong knew very well that this road was also built with the help of the Wealth God Cult. A few years ago, the road leading from the village to the big city was bumpy and muddy. It took less than half a minute and the whole body was either covered in dust or mud.

But now, there is a clean and flat stone avenue that is very comfortable to walk on.

Occasionally you can see businessmen on the road, and you can also see the patrolling guards.

Without these guards, Joan would not have dared to go to the metropolis alone.

She walked for five hours, and it was almost noon when she reached the city gate. After handing over a copper coin that she had saved for half a year, she entered the city.

The city is very lively, it seems more lively than before. Joan remembered where the Temple of Wealth was. She also followed her mother when she was seriously ill, and remembered how to get there.

Arriving at the entrance of the temple, there were many girls lining up under the majestic marble door. She leaned forward and stood at the back.

The girl in front felt someone behind her, turned back to look at Qiong, glanced up and down for a while, then smiled sarcastically and turned back.

Joan blushed hotly, feeling both embarrassed and angry.

She saw that the other party had waist-length golden hair, milky white skin, and was wearing a beautiful lady's dress. Most importantly, the other party had a strong fruity fragrance.

As for herself... her hair was flaxen, her skin was yellow, and her clothes were old and patched. She had sweated a little because of the long walk, and there seemed to be a faint smell of sweat.

The contrast between the two sides can be described as heaven and earth.

If she had met her peers from a noble family in the past, she would definitely find a way to stay away. After all, to ordinary people, a noble is just like a big statue next to an ant. As long as he moves casually, the vibrations produced can cause the ant to suffer repeatedly, or even die.

And growing up, she didn't know how many times she was warned by her parents and relatives to stay away from nobles.

But this time, there was a force that kept her rooted to the spot. Even though she was afraid and ashamed, she did not leave.

In order to get rid of the embarrassment and shame, she looked around with a red face. Only then did she realize that there were many carriages parked on the surrounding roads, and each carriage had at least one or two people who looked like footmen waiting.

In other words, there are many nobles or daughters of big businessmen here.

This is a normal thing, Saint... Most girls are very interested in this title.

The team gradually moved forward, and not long after, Qiong entered the main hall, and behind her, many girls of the same age lined up.

None of them are the daughters of farmers, they are all descendants of nobles and wealthy businessmen.

The girl behind Qiong was a little far away from her, and she covered her nose with a blue feather fan. Her face was full of disgust, as if there was a ball of excrement in front of her.

When Joan turned back, she accidentally saw this scene, where the shame turned into anger, but she did not show it, but followed the team expressionlessly.

"If you don't pass, next one!" A man's majestic voice came faintly from the front.

A beautiful girl in gorgeous clothes trotted away with her mouth covered.

"Don't pass, next one!"

There was still a majestic voice, and another girl ran away crying.

When she was almost waiting for Qiong, she was surprised to find that more than 20 people in front of her had been tested, but only two people passed the test.

The person in charge of testing qualifications is a young man. He holds a cyan magic light ball in his hand. When a girl stands in front of him, the light ball will change color.

There were several colors and Joan couldn't figure out what they meant.

It was almost Joan's turn, and Joan's heart was lifted.

The girl in front of her stood confidently in front of the young man, and the light ball turned into pale gold.

This was a sign of passing the first test, and the proud girl raised her head as a matter of course.

But the young man in a priest's robe opened his left hand, took out another ball of magic light, and placed it in front of the girl.

This milky white ball of light becomes darker the closer it gets to the proud girl.

"Failed. Next."

The proud girl's expression froze, and after a while, she asked angrily: "Why do you say I don't pass the test?"

"It doesn't meet the requirements, it's that simple."

"My father is a city guard. If you don't give me an explanation."

The male priest's face became a little unhappy, but he still endured it and said coldly: "You are in the absolutely neutral camp, there is no problem. But the saint must be a virgin... You are not, do you understand?"

The proud girl was stunned. After passing her, she covered her body with her hands and rushed out of the temple with a yell.

The male pastor snorted lightly and then looked at Joan. Immediately, he seemed to be shocked by Qiong's dress, which made the latter feel a little embarrassed and immediately lowered his head.

After a slight shock, his face softened a lot: "Come here, raise your head, don't worry. Our goddess never discriminates against the poor. I used to be a picky boy. Now I am the bishop of this temple."

Joan looked up in surprise.

The male priest tested Joan's alignment tendency and passed the test!

The virginity test is too much.

With an expected expression, the male pastor said, "Congratulations, you passed the first level."

Many girls who heard this voice behind had surprised expressions. They thought it was unbelievable that so many girls from noble and wealthy families with outstanding conditions were eliminated, and a peasant girl who was not rubbish actually passed the test. Is there any justice in this?

Qiong still felt like she was in a dream, and she asked in disbelief: "That's it? Don't you need to do anything else?"

"It's not that simple. This is just the threshold for participation." The male priest looked at the team behind him and said, "You must have walked a long way to get here. Otherwise, you can live in the temple. Ten days later , we will take you to the Holy City of Woking for the second round of selection."

"Why?" Qiong stammered, "I brought some money over here and stayed in a cheap hotel. It was no problem."

The male pastor snorted softly: "Jealousy is one of the worst emotions in the world. Many people who think they have better conditions than you have not passed the test, but if you pass the test, they will vent their anger on you. Although if If something happens to you, we will help you get justice, but you don’t want to be ‘justified’ by us after something happens.”

Joan just had little knowledge, she was not stupid. Hearing this, she bent down and said, "Excuse me, Pastor."

"It takes a little effort." The male pastor smiled.