Noble Emblem

The impact of the Holy Maiden Audition on Holevin was greater than Beta imagined, and it even spread to other countries.

After hearing about this, many girls of school age from other countries beat their chests and hated themselves for not being born as Hollevans.

When Beta got the name of the data, he was very surprised: "Only 435 people passed the first round? This ratio is too low."

Shirley smiled bitterly: "Most of the candidates are aristocratic women, or the daughters of rich men. It's easy to say the issue of camp preference, but the proportion of aristocratic girls over fourteen years old who are still virgins is really low."

Hearing this, Beta not only understood, but he also felt that the data was a bit high... It was incredible that 435 people passed the purity test.

Four hundred and thirty-five people will receive a half-year education in Waking City, including literacy, etiquette, magical skills, and even the cultivation of social skills.

In this regard, girls from noble or wealthy merchant families have great advantages. As for Joan, it seemed much more difficult.

The girls who participated in the election were assigned to a community next to the cathedral, where there were many buildings, all five to seven stories high. These buildings are used by priest students trained by the temple. But because there were too many buildings, many houses were empty, which was more than enough to house more than a thousand people, let alone just a few hundred people.

Joan lived in a room in the middle of the fifth floor. The Woking Temple gave them enough daily necessities, including food and accommodation, and each person was given a gold coin as a 'living' expense every month.

This money is just like that to aristocratic girls, but to Joan, it is an incredible amount of wealth.

At this time, she felt that she had come to the right place to participate in the selection. Apart from buying a few sets of clothes for training etiquette, she didn't need anything else at all. Most of the money was saved, and after six months, there were almost six gold coins.

Six gold coins...the village chief's family has accumulated almost this amount over the past few decades.

Now Joan no longer had the embarrassing mentality before. Even if she doesn't become a saint, she feels she has no regrets.

If you get money, someone will teach you literacy, etiquette, and social skills.

She knew that such a good thing might not happen once in a hundred years, so she felt very serious, very serious. She tried her best to remember every word the teacher said in the course. After returning to the room, she was not like other aristocratic girls who formed groups to engage in intrigues and group activities, nor was she like them who ran to the room from time to time. Wander the streets, shop and have fun.

Except for necessary sleep, she spent almost all her time on literacy and etiquette self-training.

In just three months, her whole personality has undergone a huge change.

Also because she stayed in the room for three months and was hardly exposed to the sun, her skin has gradually begun to become fairer.

In three months, she had mastered basic reading and writing skills. Although the handwriting was still ugly, she could barely understand Woking's teachings.

After that, she would read Waking's teachings every day.

Because Qiong feels that the money she has now, the ability to read, and even the ability to see the wider world are all brought about by the Wealth Cult and the grace of the goddess.

In the fifth month, she awakened her first magical power!

Dazzling golden light.

It started out as a fight that wasn't even a big deal.

In the etiquette class, Angel taught these young girls some postures that can excite men, and then let them learn and experience it themselves.

Some movements are very particular about the position of the center of gravity. Joan practiced alone without anyone to help her. She accidentally lost her center of gravity and bumped into another girl, almost causing her to fall.

"You are sick." The girl who was hit yelled, and when she saw Qiong, she became even more angry.

Because now many people know that Joan is alone and has no 'friends'. Many times, isolated people in a group are easily bullied, because everyone knows that they are just one person, and if they are bullied, no one will help them.

The girl who was hit went up and slapped her with her hand.

Looking at the other party's menacing expression, Qiong felt a little nervous and subconsciously pushed forward with both hands.

Then fierce golden light emerged from between her hands, and girls around her screamed and fell down, while screaming "I can't see," or "Help, it's murder."

Qiong stared blankly at her hands. She also saw the golden light, but the magic she cast would not cause any real harm to herself.

The girls who were hiding from Qiong escaped, and then they all retreated and leaned towards their mentor Angel.

The girl who wanted to hit Qiong was the worst. She seemed to have fainted from the pain, her eyes were swollen like peaches, and she lay motionless on the ground.

Angel walked up to Qiong and looked at her.

Although the dazzling golden light is indeed a good magic, it has no effect on Angel. After all, she is now at LV4 and is preparing to become an elite dancer.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened..." Joan felt that she had done something wrong, and she didn't even understand what happened. But she knew clearly that the tragic situation in front of her was indeed caused by her.

"It's okay. You can go back and rest first. We will handle the next thing."

Seeing that there was no blame on Angel's face, Qiong returned to her room.

Then Angel laughed softly.

It was already night when Beta knew about this. Angel told him this intermittently while 'riding' him like a horse.

"I didn't expect that out of a bunch of crooked melons, a true believer would emerge and become a priest." Beta said while pressing Angel's waist up and down while twisting like a snake spirit with both hands. : "If nothing else happens, she will probably be the saint."

"Should... phew... we secretly give her some more resources? Guaranteed to be absolutely...nothing goes wrong! Phew!"

"No need." Beta shook his head: "I just like her. There is no need for her to cause unnecessary flaws in the fairness of our audition."

The former queen has indeed learned how to please men. Although she is not as beautiful as Shirley and Judy, in some aspects, she makes Beta feel more happy. ’

"Actually, I taught Emma a more interesting set of skills that can only be used by virgins. I can't use it. Do you want to try it?"

Beta immediately refused sternly, but he had to admit that he was indeed curious in his heart.

Joan originally thought that she would be driven away by Waking City, but to her surprise, what happened yesterday seemed as if it had not happened. Instructor Anji'er still taught them etiquette lessons as before. He didn't think highly of her, nor did he look down upon her.

On the contrary, those noble girls no longer dared to show their condescending expressions in front of Joan. Because Qiong's magic power is still very low, the power of the dazzling golden light is not strong. All girls whose eyes are exposed to the light can just rest for a night. But they also understood that Qiong's identity seemed to be different from theirs.

Soon after, the six-month training period arrived.

On the high platform, Angel held a list and smiled like a beautiful and poisonous poppy: "The training period is over, and we have selected the top twenty list."

The girls below were in an uproar, and so was Joan.

"You think this is just a training? No, actually you are all wrong. Half a year is also our inspection period for you." Angel smiled and said: "Every word, every move you make is under our observation. All are under the scrutiny of the goddess.”

"Based on the inspection over the past six months, we have drawn up a list. Next, the twenty ladies whose names are called can stay." Angel clapped the list in her hand: "The other ladies who were not selected, We will send someone to get you home safely.”

"Now, whoever's name is called, please come up to the stage."

"Hillary Clinton, Michelle Obama, Laura Bush..."

The names were read out one by one, and the girls who read their names ran to the stage happily. As the number of remaining places became smaller and smaller, the girls in the audience became more and more nervous.

Qiong was also a little nervous, but she felt that she had taken advantage of this training, and even if she failed to advance, she would have no regrets.

"The last one..." Angel paused deliberately, scanning all the girls, and amid the uneasy expressions of the girls on the stage, she slowly said: "Qiong!"

Joan covered her mouth in surprise, while the other girls sobbed sadly.

Although she had just tried her best to say that it didn't matter even if she went back, it was only at this moment that Qiong realized that she was very excited when she heard her name.

An indescribable excitement. Joan trotted up to the high platform.

Angel waved his hand, and a guard came over and politely asked the hundreds of girls to leave.

She turned around and said to the twenty girls behind her: "Next, you still have a month to rest and examine your shortcomings."

"In one month, you will show your abilities in front of His Majesty the Pope, in front of all the people of Hollevan, and in front of our great goddess."

"This is the last selection, and the winner is the saint of our Wealth Cult."

After speaking, Angel left.

Joan returned to her small house and was surprised to find that the security level of all of them had been increased at least twice.

Under the tall building where they stayed, there was an extra escort team.

Occasionally there will be a giant golden dragon flying through the sky.

When she thought about the possibility of becoming a saint, Qiong felt like she was in a dream and couldn't calm down at all.

What if it really happens...what should I do? What to do? If a peasant girl like us becomes a saint, will we be laughed at by saints from other sects?

Similar thoughts made it impossible for her to rest.

Just when I was about to fall asleep, I saw the teachings of Woking on my pillow. After reading a few pages, my mood calmed down inexplicably.