Noble Emblem

Seeing that Mishel saw No. 1, Noah put his hands on his hips and raised his head proudly: "Did you see it? How accurate is my guess."

Regev nodded and said, "Yes, yes, you are the most powerful."

After the second competition, Joan had no hope of winning. Of course, the disappointment is not great. For her, being able to stand on this high platform and show her elegance and charm to the people in Hollavin is already something to be proud of.

She can brag about such things for the rest of her life.

Michelle and Hillary were tit for tat. Although the two did not make any physical movements, their eyes occasionally met, and countless sparks seemed to fly.

I don’t know if Woking did it on purpose, but every time Michelle and Hillary looked at each other, she would do a double close-up.

The fiery atmosphere spread throughout Hollevan.

Not to mention ordinary civilians, even the nobles found it exciting.

The young King Hollevan asked his lover: "Who do you think will win?"

"A bunch of little bitches, it's none of my business who wins!"

"You can't say that. If the future saint knows what you said, even I may not be able to protect you."

"Your Majesty, can't you protect me?" The woman lay on the king's chest and asked coquettishly.

The king didn't speak, he just smiled in his heart.

There is a mistress who plays with her for a few months and then throws it away. On the other side is a saint who is a powerful rising sect. It is self-evident which side he prefers.

Half an hour later, Angel announced the content of the third final.

"The third competition is to ask twenty candidate saints to describe their governing philosophy after becoming saints."

Angel's words shocked everyone in Huolaiwen and everyone with some status. The term "governing philosophy" is not accessible to civilians. They do not understand what it means. Only those in high positions, and their descendants, know this word.

Let a saint speak about her governing philosophy?

Could this be a small way for the Pope of the Cult of Wealth to confirm whether the new saint is of the same mind as him?

"In order to prevent the candidate saints from influencing each other, each of them will stay in the soundproof barrier before going on stage. They will not know what the person in front said, nor what the person behind them said. In this way Ensure the fairness of the game.”

As soon as these words came out, the knowledgeable people applauded.

Most of the civilians, who did not have much knowledge or logical thinking ability, just applauded along with the big shots.

Anyway, the game started with Angel's announcement.

Each candidate saint received a number and was randomly selected.

One by one, the candidate saints were called out and told about their governing philosophy.

Joan stayed in the soundproof barrier at the rear and could only see the background of the Forerunners, but could not hear what they were saying at all.

We can only vaguely tell whether they spoke well or not from the intensity of the applause of the onlookers in the distance.

Among them, Michelle and Hillary applauded the most intensely, and Laura was not bad either.

Others seemed to be applauding politely.

Joan was second to last. When she walked out, she looked at the dark crowd in the distance and felt very nervous.

They didn't need to talk in the previous two games. In the first game, they just walked around, and in the second game, they just played the organ.

But now, I have to speak and express my thoughts properly.

She began to feel that the scenery in the distance was distorting, and her chest felt a little tight. She had experienced this feeling before. It seemed like it was called heatstroke?

At this time, Angel came over, put a ball of amplified magic energy in her hand, and said softly: "Don't be nervous, just say whatever comes to mind."

Sensing the comforting tone in Anji'er's words, Qiong felt calmer. She glanced at the sky, where her picture was displayed.

My parents and relatives far away must have seen me too.

After her emotions slowly calmed down, Joan opened her mouth.

"If I become a saint, the first thing I will do is to build small temples in more poor villages and send more priests to serve the poor people."

These words made many nobles shake their heads.

"The second thing is to establish a water conservancy hub. The God of Fortune has been building roads, but I think this is not enough. If there are roads, there must be waterways. And once the waterways are smooth, there won't be so many floods. Show up. It can save more lives.”

All the nobles in Hollevin shook their heads vigorously. Although the dream was beautiful, the saint had never thought about how much money would be needed to build water conservancy projects. Moreover, she is blatantly accusing the current pope of being incompetent and lacking in foresight.

It's cold, really cold.

"The third thing is that I hope that the Wealth God Cult will cultivate more female priests in the future."

"Those are my three ideas, thank you!"

Joan bent down and walked to the back. She felt that she had no chance at all. She saw that almost no one was applauding in the distance.

And at the top, the Pope asked the beautiful woman he felt about him with a cold face.

Beta felt like he was questioning Shirley: "Did you teach her some concepts in advance?"

"No, we didn't do anything," Shirley explained.

"Then how did she know what I was going to do next, even the order was correct."

"Talent?" Shirley asked.

"Then this talent is too terrifying."

Joan walked to the back and was met with the gloating looks of Hillary and Michelle. They couldn't hear what Joan was saying, but after Joan finished speaking, they all saw the reaction of the audience and the reaction of Waking's senior officials on the high platform. The two men's governing philosophy was based on the standpoint of nobles and wealthy businessmen, so they naturally won a lot of applause.

Common people who did not understand the impact of governing ideas on their lives also applauded along with the big shots.

As for Joan, who really spoke for them, they didn't understand, and the nobles would not approve of such a girl, and of course there would be no applause for her.

The last candidate saint finished speaking about her concept, and then under Angel's command, they walked back to the high platform, waiting for Waking's senior management to designate the winner of this round.

Hillary and Michelle seemed very proud. They believed that the winner of this round could only be chosen between them.

Almost all the people in Hollevin think so.

"Now, please ask His Majesty the Pope to point out the winner of the third game to us."

With the help of amplification magic, Angel spread Ruan Nong's voice throughout Waking City.

"Based on our discussion, the winner of this round is..."

"Joan!"

All the nobles and wealthy businessmen widened their eyes. His Majesty King Huolaiwen's wine glass fell to the ground. After a while, his widened eyes slowly returned to their original state. At the same time, he laughed and said: "As expected of Beta - Leon’s style is indeed different from that of ordinary people like us.”

Hillary and Michael also found it quite incredible, but they did not dare to question a real pope.

Joan covered her mouth. She felt even more incredible than the other two strong contenders.

"Your Majesty the Pope, can you tell me the reason why you chose Joan." Angel shouted to Beta from a distance.

"Qiong told us the philosophy of our Wealth God Cult, and what she said is also the next plan of our God Cult." Beta paused: "Just now I thought someone revealed the next secret of our Wealth God Cult. But after asking, I found out that she was not, so I have reason to believe that Joan is a real genius with the potential to be a saint.”

"Now that everyone has one point, what should we do?" Angel asked.

"Leave it to the goddess to decide." Beta said with a smile: "The goddess has been watching the game. I believe she has her own judgment."

As soon as Beta finished speaking, a golden light fell from the sky and enveloped Qiong inside.

"The outcome is decided." Beta sat back down.

Shirley flew up and floated in front of Joan.

Joan consciously knelt down on her knees. Under the "watching" of all the Holovan people, Shirley took off the crystal crown from her head and solemnly put it in front of Joan.

Joan stood up, with tears streaming down her face, and white illusion petals were floating in the sky across Hollevin.

Everyone knew that Woking was celebrating the birth of a new saint in this way.

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Although a month has passed since the election of the Saint, the entire country in Hollevin is still discussing what happened that day.

The unsuccessful candidate saints did not receive noble titles, but they gained enough 'popularity'.

After all, they are girls who have been certified by a divine religion and have the potential to be saints.

The most important thing is that they are still virgins.

Soon they were pursued almost crazily by the men of Hollevin.

Even His Majesty the young King extended an invitation to Hillary.

On Beta's side, naturally, there are also many gains.

"In the past month, the number of people who have applied to settle in the city has reached 200,000." Shirley smiled: "In addition, the number of caravans passing through our city has increased by 2% compared to the previous month. 100. Many caravans would rather take a longer journey to stay in our city of Waking for a few days."

"The reputation has been established." Beta nodded with satisfaction.

"In addition, the goddess also asked me to tell you that her current divine power has returned to one-third of its original strength. After the audition of the saint, there are many casual believers and true believers who believe in her. In conjunction, use the small gold card There are more and more people.”

Beta took a slight breath and said, "It shouldn't be all good news."

"Yeah." Shirley nodded: "Carty handed over a report. You should see it for yourself."

After reading this, Beta felt like he had a headache: "I didn't expect that they actually dared to commit crimes. Inform Katie to do it. Although he is also my student, this is too much. I won't protect him. It can’t be saved, just kill him.”

Shirley said worriedly: "Beta, are you okay?"

"fine!"

Beta's smile was a little forced.