The saintess audition had a greater impact on Hollevin than Beta had imagined, and it even radiated to other countries.
After hearing about this incident, school-age girls in many other countries beat their feet and chests, hating themselves for not being born as a Holevin.
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 wryly: "Most of the candidates are noble girls, or they are the daughters of rich people. It's okay to say about the orientation of the camp, but the proportion of noble girls who are over fourteen years old and are still virgins is really low."
Hearing this, Beta not only understood, but he also felt that this statistic was a bit high... It is unbelievable that four hundred and thirty-five people passed the purity test.
Four hundred and thirty-five people will receive a half-year education in Woking City, including literacy, etiquette, divine arts, and even the cultivation of social skills.
In this regard, girls from noble or wealthy merchant families have great advantages. Joan, on the other hand, seemed much more difficult.
The girls who participated in the election were assigned to the community next to the cathedral, where many buildings were built, all of which were five to seven stories high. These buildings are where the priests and students trained by the temple live. But because of the overbuilding, many houses are empty, and it is more than enough to accommodate more than a thousand people, let alone hundreds of people.
Joan lived in a room in the middle of the fifth floor, and the Woking Temple gave them enough daily necessities, including food and housing, and each of them also shared a gold coin a month for "living" expenses.
This money is just that for noble girls, but for Joan, it is an incredible amount of wealth.
At this time, she felt that it was the right time for her 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 accumulation of the village head's family for decades is almost the same number.
Now Joan no longer has the embarrassing mentality she had before. Even if she doesn't become a saint, she feels that she has no regrets.
If you have money, someone will teach you literacy, etiquette, and social speaking 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 memorize every word the teacher said in class. After returning to the room, she did not form a group to engage in intrigue and group activities like other aristocratic girls, nor did she run to Wander the streets, shop and have fun.
In addition to the necessary sleep, she spent almost all her time on literacy and etiquette self-training.
In just three months, her entire temperament has undergone tremendous changes.
It is also because she stayed in the room for three months and was hardly exposed to the sun. Now her skin has gradually begun to become fairer.
After three months, she has mastered basic reading and writing skills. Although the font is still ugly, she can barely understand the teachings of Woking.
After that, she would read the Woking teachings every day.
Because Joan thinks that she has money, can read, and can even see a bigger world, all brought by the God of Wealth and the grace of the goddess.
In the fifth month, she awakened her first divine art!
Dazzling golden light.
The cause was a quarrel that wasn't even a big deal.
In the etiquette class, Angel taught the girls some poses that could excite men, and then let them learn and experience by themselves.
Some movements are very particular about the position of the center of gravity. Joan practiced alone without any help. When she didn't pay attention for a while, her center of gravity was unstable, and she bumped into another girl's body, causing her to almost fall.
"You're sick." The girl who was bumped cursed, and when she saw Joan, she became even more angry.
Because many people now 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 no one will help them if they are bullied.
The girl who was hit went up, and she slapped her hand.
Looking at the aggressive expression of the other party, Joan was a little nervous, and subconsciously pushed her hands forward.
Then a violent golden light burst out from between her hands, and the surrounding girls screamed and fell down, screaming like 'I can't see' or 'Help, I've killed someone'.
Joan stared blankly at her hands, and she also saw the golden light, but the magical spell she cast would not cause any real harm to herself.
The girls who were hiding from Joan escaped, and then they retreated in unison, leaning towards their mentor Angel.
The girl who wanted to hit Joan was the worst. She seemed to have passed out from the pain, her eyes were swollen like peaches, and she was motionless on the ground.
Angel walked up to Joan and looked at her.
Although blinding golden light is indeed a good magical technique, it has no effect on Angel. After all, she is also 4 now, ready to enter the elite dancer.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what's going on..." Joan felt like she had done something wrong, she didn't even understand what happened. But she was clear that the tragedy in front of her was indeed caused by her.
"It's okay, you go back and rest first. We will deal with the next thing."
Seeing that there was no blame on Angel's face, Joan returned to her room.
Then Angel smiled softly.
It was already night when Beta knew about it. While 'riding' him like a horse, Angel told the story intermittently.
"I didn't expect that in a pile of crooked melons and bad dates, there would be an orthodox believer and become a pastor." Beta said, holding Angel's waist up and down with both hands, and at the same time twisting like a snake spirit : "If there are no accidents, the saint is probably her."
"Would you like... Phew... Let's give her some more resources in the dark? Guaranteed... Nothing will be missed! Phew!"
"No." Beta shook her head: "I'm just optimistic about her, and there is no need to cause unnecessary flaws in the fairness of our audition for her alone."
As expected, the former queen has learned how to please men. Although she is not as beautiful as Shirley and Judy, in some ways, she can make Beta feel "happy." '
"Actually, I taught Emma a set of more interesting skills that only virgins can use. I can't use them. Do you want to try?"
Beta immediately sternly refused, but he had to admit that there was indeed a trace of curiosity in his heart.
Qiong originally thought that she would be driven away by Wojin City, but to her surprise, what happened yesterday seemed to have never happened. Instructor Angel was still the same as a few days ago, teaching them etiquette lessons, neither did she look up to her, nor did she show any embarrassment to her.
On the contrary, those noble girls no longer dared to put on a condescending face in front of Joan. Because Joan's magic power is still very low, and the power of the blinding golden light is not strong, all the girls whose eyes are illuminated can rest for a night. It's just that they also understand that Joan's identity seems to be different from theirs.
Soon, the half-year training period arrived.
On the high platform, Angel held a list and smiled like a beautiful but poisonous poppy: "The training period is over, and we have selected the list of the top twenty."
The girls below were in an uproar, and so was Joan.
"Do you think this is just training? No, in fact, you are all wrong. Half a year is also our inspection period for you." Angel smiled and said: "Your words, deeds, and actions are all under our observation. Among them, they are all under the scrutiny of the goddess."
"According to the investigation in the past six months, we have drawn up a list. Next, the 20 ladies whose names have been called can stay." Angel clapped the list in his hand: "Other ladies who have not been selected, We will send someone to take you home safely."
"Now, those whose names are called, please come to the stage."
"Hillary-Clinton, Michelle-***, Laura-Bush..."
After reading the names one by one, the girls who read the names ran to the stage happily, and as the remaining places were getting lower and lower, the girls in the audience became more and more nervous.
Joan was also a little nervous, but she felt that she had taken advantage of this training, and even if she couldn't advance, she didn't have any regrets.
"The last one..." Angel paused deliberately, glanced at all the girls, and said slowly under the uneasy expressions of these girls on the stage: "Joan!"
Joan covered her mouth in surprise, while the other girls sobbed sadly.
Although she was desperately doing the attitude that it doesn't matter even if she goes back, Joan didn't realize until now that she was very excited when she heard her name.
An indescribable excitement. Joan trotted to the high platform.
Angel waved his hand, a guard came over and politely asked the hundreds of girls to leave.
She turned around and said to the twenty girls behind: "Next, you still have a month to rest and examine your own shortcomings."
"One month later, you will show off your abilities in front of His Majesty the Pope, in front of all the Levin people, and in front of our great goddess."
"This is the last selection, and the winner will be the saint of our Wealth Sect."
After speaking, Angel left.
Joan returned to her little house and was surprised to find that the security level of all of them had at least tripled.
Under the tall building where they lived, there was an extra guard.
Occasionally there will be a golden dragon flying by in the sky.
Thinking of the possibility of becoming a saint, Joan felt like a dream, and couldn't calm down at all.
What if it happens... What should I do? what to do Will peasant girls like us be laughed at by saintesses from other sects if we become saints
Similar thoughts made her unable to rest at all.
When he was about to suffer from insomnia, he saw the Woking teachings next to his pillow, picked it up and flipped through a few pages, and calmed down inexplicably.