The impact of the Holy Virgin audition in Hollevon is even greater than Beta imagined, and even this matter has radiated to other countries.

After hearing about this, many school-age girls in other countries beat their chests and hated that they were not born as Holeivenes.

And when Beta got the name of the data, he was very surprised: "Only 435 people passed the first round? That's too low. ”

Shirley smiled bitterly: "Most of the candidates are aristocratic women, or rich daughters. It's okay to say that the problem of camp tendencies is good, but the proportion of aristocratic girls who are over fourteen years old and still virgins is really low. ”

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

Four hundred and thirty-five people will receive a six-month education in Wojin City, including literacy, etiquette, magic, and even social skills.

In this regard, a girl from a noble or wealthy merchant family has a great advantage. Joan, on the other hand, is much more difficult.

The girls were assigned to the neighborhood next to the cathedral, where a number of buildings were built, all five to seven stories high. These buildings were occupied by the priests and students trained by the temple. But because there are a lot of buildings, many houses are empty, and it is more than enough for more than a thousand people, let alone hundreds.

Joan lived in a room in the middle of the fifth floor, and the Temple of Workin gave them enough supplies for their daily necessities, including food and shelter, and a 'living' allowance of one gold coin per month for each person.

This money is just like that for the aristocratic girls, but for Joan, it is an incredibly large property.

At this time, she felt that she had really come to participate in the audition, and she didn't need anything else except to buy a few sets of clothes for training etiquette. Most of the money was saved, and after six months, there were almost six gold coins.

Six gold coins...... The accumulation of decades of the village chief's family is almost this number.

Now Joan doesn't have the embarrassed mentality she used to have. Even if she doesn't become a saint, she feels that she has no regrets.

There is money to take, there are people to teach literacy, etiquette, and social discourse.

She knew that such a good thing might not happen once in a hundred years, so she felt very serious, very serious. She tried to memorize every word the teacher said in class, and when she returned to her room, she was not like other aristocratic girls who formed a group to engage in intrigue group activities, nor did she run out into the streets from time to time to wander around, shopping and having fun, like other aristocratic girls.

In addition to the necessary sleep, she spends almost all of her time on literacy and etiquette self-training.

In just three months, her whole temperament has changed greatly.

Because she stayed in her room for three months, barely exposed to the sun, her skin is now gradually starting to become fair.

In three months, she had mastered basic literacy skills, and although the font was still ugly, she could barely read the teachings of Waukin.

In the years that followed, she would read the Wojin Doctrine every day.

Because Joan feels that she now has money, can read, and can even see the larger world, all because of the Wealth God Cult, and it is also 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 to some of the positions that could excite men, and then let them learn to experience them on their own.

Some movements are very particular about the position of the center of gravity, Joan practiced alone, no one helped, and she didn't pay attention for a while, her center of gravity was unstable, and she bumped into another girl's body, almost wrestling the other party.

"You're sick." The girl who was hit scolded loudly, and when she saw Joan, she was even more angry.

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

The girl who was hit went up and raised her hand to slap her.

Joan looked at the other party's menacing expression, a little nervous, and subconsciously pushed her hands forward.

Then a violent golden light came out from between her hands, and a group of girls around her fell screaming, and at the same time screaming like 'I can't see' or 'help, kill someone'.

Joan looked at her hands in a daze, she also saw this golden light, but the magic she cast would not cause any real harm to herself.

The girls who had been hiding against Joan dodged the catastrophe, and then they all stepped back and leaned towards their mentor Angel.

The girl who wanted to beat Joan was the worst, she seemed to have fainted in pain, her eyes swollen like peaches, and she was motionless on the ground.

Angel walked up to Joan and looked at her.

Although the dazzling golden light is indeed a good magic technique, it has no effect on Angel, how to say that she is also LV4 now, a dancer who is ready to enter the elite.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know how to ......" Joan felt like she had done something wrong, and she didn't even understand what was going on. But she knew one thing that the tragic situation in front of her was indeed caused by her.

"It's okay, you go back and rest first. We'll take care of the rest of the matter. ”

Seeing that Angel didn't have a reproachful look on her face, Joan returned to her room.

Then Angel chuckled softly.

By the time Beta found out about this, it was already night. Angel 'rids' him like a horse while repeating it in fits and starts.

"I didn't expect that in a pile of crooked melons and bad dates, there was actually a righteous believer and became a priest." Beta pressed Angel's waist with both hands up and down, and at the same time could twist like a snake spirit, and said, "If nothing else, the Holy Maiden is probably her." ”

"Do you want to ...... Call...... Shall we secretly give her some more resources? Guaranteed ...... Nothing goes wrong! Call! ”

"Not necessarily." Beta shook her head: "I'm just optimistic about her, and I don't need to cause unnecessary flaws in the fairness of our audition for her alone." ”

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

"Actually, I've taught Emma a more interesting set of techniques, which can only be used by virgins, I can't use them, do you want to try them?"

Beta immediately refused, but he had to admit that there was indeed a hint of curiosity in his heart.

Joan thought she would be driven away by Wojin City, but to her surprise, yesterday's incident was as if it hadn't happened. Tutor Angel was still the same as the other day, teaching them etiquette lessons, that is, she didn't look down on her, and she didn't make any faces on her.

On the contrary, those aristocratic girls, in front of Joan, no longer dared to put on a high-minded face. Because Joan's magic power is still very low, and the power of the dazzling golden light is not strong, all the girls whose eyes are illuminated should rest for a night. It's just that they also understand that Joan's identity seems to be different from them.

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 also selected the top twenty lists." ”

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

"You think it's just training? No, you're all wrong. Half a year is also the period of our investigation of you. Angel smiled: "Your words and deeds, every move, are under our observation, all under the scrutiny of the goddess." ”

"Based on the past six months, we have drawn up a list, and next, the twenty ladies whose names have been called can stay." Angel patted the list in her hand: "For the other ladies who are not selected, we will send someone to send you home safely." ”

"Now, whoever is called, please come to the stage."

"Hillary Clinton, Mie Scorpion ***, 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 became 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 a big advantage in this training, and even if she couldn't make the cut, she had no regrets.

"The last ......" Angel paused deliberately, her eyes swept over all the girls, and in the uneasy expressions of these girls on the stage, she said slowly: "Joan! ”

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

Although she had been desperately trying to do it even if she went back, Joan didn't realize until this moment that she was very excited when she heard her name.

An indescribable excitement. Joan trotted to the high platform.

Angel waved her 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 have another month to rest, and examine your own shortcomings. ”

"In a month's time, you will be able to show your abilities before His Holiness the Pope, before all the people of Hollevin, and before our great goddess."

"This is the last selection, and the winner is the holy daughter of our Wealth God Cult."

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 escort team.

Occasionally, a giant dragon of a golden dragon would fly through the air.

The thought of the possibility of becoming a saint made Joan feel like she was in a dream, and she couldn't calm down at all.

What if it does...... What to do? What to do? If a peasant girl like us becomes a saint, will she be laughed at by the saints of other sects?

Similar thoughts made her unable to rest at all.

When I was about to lose sleep, I saw the Wojin Doctrine next to my pillow, picked it up and flipped through a few pages, and my mood calmed down inexplicably.