As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

His strength lies in his foresight and his ability to win people's hearts, which is why he was assigned the responsibility of bringing the man of destiny in the prophecy back to the church.

But now, the eyes of the think tank of the Holy Light Church are filled with great confusion.

"Senior Sword Saint, do you think there are girls who would like to be ordered around like a maid?"

The old man who was resting with his eyes closed raised his head with a strange look in his eyes, even a little contemptuous.

Has this young man awakened some fetish, or is he finally going to become one with the beasts in the church?

Without further questioning, Simon muttered to himself, puzzled, "Why would a girl, a Holy Light Transcendent, be willing to be a maid? Is this a distortion of human nature or a decline of morality? What on earth did Roy Ironblad use?"

You said Roy was not good to Alice, but the girl would rather give up the power of the church to stay with him.

You said Roy was good to Alice, but this guy treated her like a maid and even made her cry in the snow.

Simon is really at a loss.

The images of [Eye of Divine Vision] were not false, but the reason behind them was probably completely different from what they had previously guessed.

The relationship between Roy and Alice needs to be further investigated.

Simon tapped the table.

The next moment, several butlers in black appeared in front of him silently.

The Church of Holy Light is a powerful force, and it has more than just the Knights Templar as its extraordinary forces.

The Knights Templar were solely responsible for frontal combat, while the Inquisition served as the Church's secret intelligence agency. Besides the Pope, only the Cherubim had the authority to mobilize them.

Simon ordered: "Within three days, I want all the information about Roy and Alice."

"It's not a rumor, but a fact that actually happened."

When the next evening breeze blew, the waiter was no longer in the house.

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Ten days had passed since the welcoming dinner.

After much anticipation, the day of the saint's selection finally arrived.

On this day, the streets of White Harbor were festooned with lights and streamers, and the streets were deserted. The usually bustling docks were now thronged with dignitaries and believers from around the world.

Devout believers of the Holy Light were even willing to sell their possessions just to see the Saint they envisioned. Meanwhile, leaders from all corners of the world were forced to pay close attention to the shift in power within the most powerful faction in the human world.

The people's enthusiasm for the pre-election is greater than that for any succession of kings or emperors.

After all, the hereditary system of the aristocratic families had little to do with them. However, the pre-selection of the Saints was carried out under the guise of election by the people.

Almost every believer in the Holy Light believes from the bottom of their hearts that the Saint is elected by the Holy Light, the Church, and themselves.

No matter how good a noble lord is, he is still a high and mighty lord! But the Holy Light and the Church have given us the right to participate in elections together!

This gave many Holy Light believers great satisfaction and vanity. They felt that at this moment, they were nobler than the nobles and could truly decide on their favorite leader.

At least that's what they think.

On this day, churches around the world will use extraordinary props prepared in advance to broadcast the entire process of the saint's pre-selection in real time.

The heated discussion about the Saint's pre-selection has truly spread all over the world.

In White Harbor, the preliminary selection process in the church and the vote count for each candidate will be projected directly into the sky using holy light magic.

No matter where you are in White Harbor, you can get a glimpse of the entire anthology, but almost all residents gather outside the church, eager to be as close to the event as possible.

A magnificent church stands in the center, sunlight filtering through stained glass windows, casting a dazzling array of light and shadow. The interior is solemn and dignified, with golden images painted on the magnificent dome, emitting a strange halo that illuminates every corner.

The church was packed with people, gathering representatives from various factions and high-ranking church officials from the East and West continents.

Many nobles at the level of earl, or extraordinary people who are usually powerful and influential, don’t even have seats and can only squeeze in the aisles and corridors with others.

Even so, it did not dampen their enthusiasm in the slightest.

When the bell rings and echoes in the sky, the candidate for saint arrives as promised.

On the altar in the center of the church, the sunlight was blurred and the candlelight was swaying, stained with a strange and holy light.

The girl with golden curly hair, elegant temperament and star-studded skirt came slowly.

He has a slender figure, a handsome face, and is dressed in a white Taoist robe. He looks like an elegant gentleman.

"It's the Eye of Light! The eyes of a goddess, a girl more beautiful than the northern aurora!"

"Master Jay! Ahhhh, he's looking at me, he's looking at me!"

"Ms. Aoloya, I'm willing to be your dog!"

Appearance can create a first impression on people, and a good first impression can create a preconceived good impression on people.

As soon as the two appeared, they set off a wave of enthusiastic frenzy.

Then, the female knight, covered in silver-white armor from head to toe, followed the two men into the altar, causing another round of cheers.

It was not until this time that [Son of Light] Sang finally showed up.

And he is not alone.

Unlike the other three candidates, Sang appeared with Levi.

There is no rule that prohibits attendants from appearing on stage with saint candidates.

However, lack of temperament and qualifications will lower your impression score in front of the public.

For Yu Jie and Aoloya, it will even erode their handsome and beautiful temperament.

However, no one would question the Holy Sword's personal teaching.

The appearance of the two caused a far greater enthusiasm than before and became the focus of the entire audience.

"Son of Light, Son of God, it is said that on the day Lord Sang appeared, even the sun dimmed and sank!"

"To be able to witness the true appearance of the legendary Son of God, I will die without regrets!"

"Master Levi, who has received the hero's personal teachings, is worthy of the title of the greatest prodigy of our church. He is worthy of being on par with the Son of God!"

However, not everyone was stunned by the saint candidate on the stage and cheered to the death.

Amidst the voices of praise, there was a faint rebellious complaint from an elf girl.

"What the hell is this Holy Light? How hypocritical! They deliberately put Alice last. It's not fair at all!"

Chapter 50: Saint Preliminary Selection

Nia was not wrong. This way of appearance was indeed a disguised means for the East Continent Church to target Alice.

It starts with Oloya and Jay, who have good looks, and ends with Levi and Sang, who are the most popular.

After such comparison, everyone has seen handsome men and beautiful women, and has also seen the Son of God who is recognized by His Majesty and is said to have been blessed by the Holy Light on the day he spoke.

As an unknown little maid, Alice's performance on stage will be greatly reduced.

Sure enough, when the black-haired boy and the blonde girl appeared together, the enthusiasm of the people in the church was like being poured with cold water and it obviously declined.

With blonde hair, blue eyes, a white dress and white silk stockings, the girl's cool and holy temperament is no less attractive than any other candidate. However, because she was the last to appear, the effect was far less stunning than her appearance at the banquet.

"That is the candidate chosen by White Harbor?"

"She is pretty, but she is so cold and doesn't even smile."

"After all, she's just a maid. She's never seen anything grand in her life. I'm afraid she's been frightened silly, right?"

"Who is that black-haired guy?"

"He's said to be a knight of the kingdom. Humph, he's not even a Holy Light Transcendent, how dare he come on stage?"

"All candidates for the Sainthood have been located within the diocese, while the Western Continent is nothing more than a barren land unblemished by the Goddess! Allowing the Western Continent to participate is already an exception. Given their level, they can only send out people of this caliber to make up the numbers, right?!"

The contemptuous and disdainful discussions about porcelain skin made Nia's ears tremble, and she felt unwell all over.

"What the hell! If we put Alice first, wouldn't she be much better than those two bastards?!" Nia expressed her dissatisfaction in a low voice.

Lyanna on the side said gloomily: "It is normal for the church to be biased."

"Let's not even talk about how many people in the White Harbor Church truly support Alice. The White Harbor Church isn't as powerful as the Eastern Continent, so it can't help Alice much."

Jon Snow nodded slightly and agreed, "Without any background, competing for the position of Saint against the church's elite with deep roots, the chances of winning are slim."

"Hey, why are you two trying to undermine your own people?!" Nia was so angry that her teeth were itching. "Can't you say something nice at a time like this?!"

At this time, the red-haired princess with her arms folded smiled and said, "Don't be impatient."

"This is just the beginning, the best is yet to come."

Seeing Charlotte looking confident, the other three were stunned at the same time, not understanding why she was keeping it a secret.

Under the altar, in the front row of seats, sat the three most honorable people: the [Holy Nun], the [Archangel of Wisdom], and the [Sword Master].

"Senior Theresa, you should also be aware that even though Miss Alice is exceptionally talented, her reputation is somewhat lacking." Simon sighed, "At this rate, she may not even have enough votes to qualify for the preliminary round."

"White Harbor is not a bad place. Miss Alice deserves a bigger stage and more grace from the goddess."

You're beating around the bush, aren't you just trying to take Alice for yourself?

Theresa complained in her heart, but said kindly, "That's not necessary. White Harbor will take good care of her. Gold will always shine. No matter where you are, the light of holiness will never be dimmed."

"Maybe." Simon raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of sneer.

Looking at the young men and women sharing the stage with the many Saint candidates, Theresa's mood was far from as relaxed as she appeared.

As a senior executive of Baigang, she knew the limitations of Baigang best. Not to mention the lack of unity in cash, even if they were united, the number of votes they would get would not be more than that of a diocese in the East Continent.

Now it depends on the extent of Roy's relationship with various forces...

Besides, he wasn't a Holy Light Transcendent, so why did he have to join in the fun? Was this also part of the plan?

Thinking back to the boy's calm and composed appearance, Theresa felt inexplicably anxious, thinking that this boy was really able to keep his composure.

Theresa prayed silently in her heart.

I hope Roy is really capable.

On the altar, the old priest presiding over the preliminaries solemnly declared, "I declare that, in the presence of the Holy Light, the Church, and the devout hearts of all who believe in the Holy Light throughout the world, the sacred preliminaries have officially begun!"

In the projection, a golden count appeared under each candidate for sainthood.

Everyone in White Harbor received a white ballot. All they had to do was silently recite the name of a candidate, and the ballot would disappear and be automatically counted in the name of that candidate.

Outside of White Harbor, ballots were mailed to churches, and people could go to their local church to vote.

Voting officially begins.

Before entering the first stage of the preliminary selection, the gap in votes was clearly reflected.

Because some die-hard supporters already had their candidates, they couldn't wait to cast their votes without waiting for the subsequent preliminary ceremony.

In the parish of the Eastern Continent, believers cheered the same name in unison, just like the white waves without a single black spot.

In the blink of an eye, the votes for Oloya, Jay, and Visalia exceeded four digits, and Sang's votes directly exceeded five digits, ranking first.

Not only did Alice's vote count come in last, it barely even reached three digits, a huge difference.

Aoloya and Jay couldn't help but chuckle. Levi, on the other hand, stared straight ahead, glancing at the number of votes from the corner of his eye. He was still maintaining the dignity of a Saint candidate, and he was already overjoyed.

This is the difference!

Do you understand? Competing with us on the same stage will only make you look ridiculous!

In the projection, the votes for several candidates were jumping rapidly.

However, at this moment, Alice's vote count suddenly exploded.

"Someone really voted for this maid..."

I don't know who sighed.

But then, Alice's votes increased rapidly by hundreds, like a suddenly rising pillar of fire, catching up closely!

The sudden scene made all the believers in White Harbor feel a little overwhelmed.

After the surprise, there was a little joy.

"Our White Harbor candidates aren't necessarily inferior to the talents of the Eastern Continent."

"Hiss, I was originally going to vote for [Baihua Gongzi], I think I should consider it..."

Inside White Harbor Cathedral, Charlotte, who had been holding back until now, finally raised her head triumphantly and spoke the truth: "Do you really think Alice is some unknown little character?"