in the name of the queen

Chapter 158: Only transactions of equal value are sacred

The holy spring resuscitation ceremony officially begins.

The person who presided over the ceremony was Christine, the candidate of the Holy Temple of Light.

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

These girls have excellent images, are beautiful and holy, and are packaged and molded into goddess spokespersons.

They have a transcendent status and hold considerable power.

Everything has a price.

They must remain pure.

If you are found to have lost your virginity, you will end up being tied to a rack and roasted like a roast chicken.

Every once in a while, the Holy Court will select a few young saints and train them carefully.

The times have changed.

This ruin may have once been an opera house or the Colosseum, with many seats left.

As long as nothing unexpected happens, this performance is enough to ensure that she becomes an undisputed official saint and enjoys cardinal-level treatment.

Kristine clenched her fists and her body trembled slightly.

Will Christine be the next official saint?
Heitingson smiled and encouraged his disciples, but felt vaguely uneasy in his heart.

Hettingson punched his chest hard, took a deep breath, and pushed away his worries.

The eliminated candidate saint will not be too disappointed.

When the news of the resurrection of the holy spring spreads around the world, I don't know how many people will come to Vaal Lake for pilgrimage. When these people see the miracle of the holy spring's resurrection and take a sip of the holy water, most of them will be moved to tears and convert on the spot.

There are only so many people in the world. If you believe in the goddess of light, you will not believe in other goddesses.

Dignitaries and special envoys from various countries were seated in separate camps.

This holy spring resuscitation ceremony is her greatest achievement.

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

In addition, there are representatives of the God of Abundance and the God of Nature.

It's useless to just think about progress, you have to achieve results.

Archbishop Herman from the Imperial Capital of Sussex brought Sister Natasha to increase their knowledge. Sage [Raven] from the Kingdom of Thalia also attended this event with his disciple Enya.

Christine is such a candidate for sainthood.

Under Hettingson's gaze, Christine walked out of the room and walked toward the holy spring step by step along the long and bright steps.

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

She had been looking forward to this day for so long.

On the left and right sides of the holy spring are ancient ruins from an unknown age.

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

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

Solve the level first, and then pick up a vacant substitute cardinal if there is a chance.

Hettingson came to Christine and placed a pink rose wreath symbolizing purity on her head.

Wearing a rose corolla means staying away from roses.

As a result, more and more girls later used candidate sainthood as a springboard to cross classes, and the number of candidates increased from 3-4 to 7.

These beautiful girls who are well educated and well-spoken are excellent wives that the nobles are very happy to marry. They are also the link between the divine court and the nobles.

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

The status of a candidate for sainthood is equivalent to that of a diocesan bishop.

Although the organization of the Holy Temple of Light is bloated, it is still on the rise overall. There are many people who are down-to-earth and willing to work. If she doesn't work hard, there will be people who want to be candidate saints.

It will take at least three to five years before we can regain our freedom.

Damn it, this is superstition, to hell with it!

Perhaps it was because the holy wars back then were too bloody, and now wars are rarely used among major religions.

Unlike some of the saints of the same period who pretended to be active but actually acted badly, waiting to marry into a wealthy family and become a noble lady, she longed for progress.

Bishop Hettingson's kind eyes fell on her, looking at her nervous look, he smiled and encouraged:
"Go ahead, Christine, you're the best."

These people are the candidate saints.

People use roses to express their love, but they use them to weave a cage and imprison young girls with the title of saint in the name of purity.

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

Being a candidate saint before being burned to death represents purity and beauty.

Their expressions were a little solemn.

Then there is the royal road to the papal crown.

Even if they see the Holy Spring of Light, the other two major religions are helpless.

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

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

Enya looked at Christine curiously, lowered her voice and asked the [Crow] Sage:
"Teacher, what is the rating of Miss Christine?"

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

Enya was surprised and didn't ask any more questions.

She didn't want to be scolded by the teacher for such stupid questions as "Can the holy spring change so much?"

Although she often stays away from religious activities and is more of a scholar than a clergy, she knows how exaggerated the gods are.

If you preside over the Holy Spring Resurrection Ceremony, you will be favored by the gods.

Even if it is a pig, if it enters the eyes of gods, it is still a flying pig.

What's more, Christine is very powerful and has great potential.

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

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

She hasn't seen it since entering the core area of ​​Rodinia continent.
No, I’ve seen it before.

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

Like a bloody rose blooming in the dark night.

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

Christine is strong, but she's not weak at all.

Her eyes drifted to the auditorium where dignitaries from various countries were sitting.

Sensing her gaze, Roland turned to look at her.

With his gentle eyes, sunny smile, and handsome appearance, he looked like the best bard.

However, Enya knew that this was a murderous devil.

The teacher's evaluation of him is between S- and S. It remains to be seen.

In short, he is a scary person who cannot be messed with.

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

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

The hair on Enya's body suddenly stood up, as if a frog was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

She didn't even dare to look at Sif and took the opportunity to talk to the teacher to avoid looking at her.

Maybe it was an illusion, but she felt murderous intent at that moment.

Enya was a little scared.

After all, she and Sif did have an intersection.

Although she just passed by her, she had spied on Sif.

Just when she avoided Sif's eyes, Roland also noticed something was wrong with Sif.

"Sif, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I suddenly had the intention to kill just now." Sif felt a little embarrassed.

"That girl from the Nature Palace in green clothes?" Roland was a little confused.

"is her."

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

"I've never seen her before. It must be intuition."

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

Roland turned to look at Enya, thought for a few seconds, and said slowly:

"Sif, don't be so extreme. She is not as good as you in stature and appearance, her potential and strength are not as good as yours, her status is not as good as yours, she does not pose any threat to you, so don't make enemies at will."

Sif liked to hear this.

Roland is right, this Enya is inferior to her in every way, why is she so extreme? When she looked at Enya again, the smile returned to her face and her eyes softened a lot.

Enya secretly raised her head and met Sif's eyes again.

Enya was a little confused, unable to connect the gentle little princess Sif with the murderous guy just now.

Is this a person?
The status switching is too fast.

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

Although Sif is now friendly, she still subconsciously wants to avoid him.

She only briefly looked at Sif and looked away.

She felt guilty.

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

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

However, Enya escaped.

There's something wrong with this guy, Sif thought silently.

Roland is right. They already have many enemies. They cannot make enemies casually, so they should mark them first and pay attention to them in the future.

Under the gaze of everyone, Christine stepped onto the red carpet, wearing a flower crown on her head, with a holy face, and walked step by step towards the holy spring that showed signs of recovery.

Resurrecting the holy spring is both easy and difficult.

Injecting spiritual power into the resurrecting holy spring can help it.

The opportunity for the Holy Spring to be revived is very rare.

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

Successful resuscitation is a great achievement, but failure to resuscitate is a huge disaster.

Even if Christine commits suicide on the spot, Hettingson will die with her.

There is a set process for the resuscitation ritual.

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

Their songs come together to lower the difficulty of the coming recovery.

After the hymn was sung, the water output of the holy spring, which was still trickling just now, increased significantly.

Even a demon hunter can tell that the recovery went smoothly.

The first process is to sing praises to the gods.

The second process is the celebration of virtue.

Is there any greater virtue nearby than the saving of thirty thousand sufferers? of course not.

This is a ready-made paragon of virtue.

The homeless camp was very cooperative and sent Elaine as its representative to attend the ceremony.

Elaine smiled and cooperated with Christine to complete the performance.

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

Sif, a devout follower of the goddess of fertility, is not interested in pagan rituals and is even a little disgusted.

She murmured softly: "Is such a clumsy performance really okay?"

"Xif, sometimes acting seriously is a sign of respect. If you are not willing to act seriously, how can the Holy Spring be revived?"

The goddess sends some holy water to the world, just like a mother gives pocket money to her child.

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

Sif bit her lip and said softly: "I understand that deeds have no bearing on the heart. I just don't know when the Holy Fountain of Abundance will revive."

"It will recover." Roland was very sure.

The resurrection of the holy spring must also be an entertainment program on the return day.

The three major religions are currently in an overall balance. The rise of one will break the balance. There are goddesses watching behind these three religions. Who wants their children to suffer?
The three goddesses have roughly equal abilities to grant blessings through the plane wall, and the other two goddesses will probably not be idle either.

Roland's attitude towards the competition between the three major sects was very simple.

No support, no objection.

You fight yourselves, just don't get in his way.

True gods are transcendent existences at level zero, and their true bodies coming to the unstable material plane will directly lead to the annihilation of the plane.

In the Supreme Law, the priority of plane existence is higher than life. Behaviors that violate this principle will be stopped by the Supreme Law.

The Supreme Law is above all else.

If the goddess attempts to annihilate the material plane and her true body descends to the unstable material plane, she will be judged as a provocative law by the Supreme Law.

According to the law that plane is higher than 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 rule.

If he uses some special method to advance early, 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 an insect has a chance to transcend.

Roland, who learned the Second Supreme Law from the elven books, neither worshiped nor feared gods.

The goddess can kill him with one look, but can she get in?

His opponent is an extraordinary being of the same level.

The plane's resources are limited, and there are few opportunities for transcendence.

Under the supreme law, all living beings are equal and everyone is just a bug.

The seemingly invincible Queen Sophia, a towering goddess, is nothing more than a strong insect.

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

What a holy spring, it's just a place where the goddess emerges from the water.

Roland's enthusiasm waned, but others didn't think so.

Seeing the increasing amount of water in the holy spring, the expressions of the onlookers gradually changed from indifferent to solemn.

Isn’t this water output a bit outrageous?
The crowd was just surprised, but Christine, who was in the middle of the situation, was a little flustered.

Can she really control such a huge amount of holy water?
She looked back at the teacher and felt a little relieved when she saw the encouraging eyes.

The matter has come to this, and there is no point in thinking about it, so let’s go ahead.

Just when Christine's slender jade hands were about to press against the goddess statue in front of the holy spring, a girl's voice as clear as a spring sounded from behind.

"Christine, please wait."

Kristine stopped moving and did not look back, but her voice was a little cold.

"Eileen, you've crossed a line."

The girl named Irene is wearing the same priest uniform as Christine. Her appearance is not inferior at all, and her temperament is more warm.

Obviously, Irene is another candidate saint of the Holy Temple of Light.

There's something good to watch!
The onlookers immediately cheered up and watched the resuscitation ceremony.

Who doesn’t like watching beautiful girls fight?

Onlookers don't care whether the holy spring resuscitation ceremony can succeed, and clergy of other religions will even silently pray for the failure of the ceremony.

Your opponent's failure equals your own success.

Christine's words did not make Erin flinch.

She came straight to Christine, first saluted and prayed to the goddess statue, and then responded:

"Kristine, I've been here a long time ago. This is your discovery, and the credit should belong to you. I don't intend to attack it, but the amount of water in the holy spring is really amazing."

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

Christine was silent.

Eileen said softly: "We are both opponents and friends. I help you and we share the glory. You should know that recovery can only succeed and not fail."

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

"I am not taking it, but joining you in your ritual."

"Seven three!" Christine said softly.

"Five-five," Erin insisted.

"Don't go too far. Sixty-four is my bottom line." Christine looked unkind.

Erin's eyes were gentle, but she didn't flinch either.

"Fifty-five, but you have priority. If there is no winner in the final battle, I will take the initiative to admit defeat."

Kristine hesitated for a second before decisively agreeing.

"make a deal."

(End of this chapter)