Joan...a fourteen-year-old girl.

His life experience is very simple. A shepherd girl from Laga's leadership never had any big names. Some time ago, my mother was seriously ill and had no money to treat her. She was about to be unable to survive. When the Wealth God Cult held a free free clinic and was carried by several neighbors to try it out.

As a result, I came back alive.

Then Joan became a believer of Goddess Wojin, the kind of believer.

To become a righteous believer, you must also understand the teachings of Wokin.

That night, she routinely sat by the bonfire in the center of the village. Every day, a bard always came to the village to sing poetry, drank bitter and cheap ale with the adults, and talked about things outside.

At this time, as long as it doesn’t rain, it is an inherent program that almost everyone in the village will participate in.

Then she heard the minstrel say that the Pope of the God of Wealth recently had gone crazy and wanted to select a girl from the people as the saint of the God of God.

Many villagers asked what the saint did.

The bard is also a rookie. He scratched his head and said uncertainly: "It's a very powerful woman in a sect. She is favored by the goddess, and probably only the Pope is more powerful than her."

In a sense, people like the Saint are similar to princesses. They are not accessible to ordinary farmers and women, and they don’t even have a way to understand.

Although the bard had a wide range of knowledge, he was not very broad either. He had a little understanding of the position of Saint, but he was only a little bit.

At this time, Qiong just listened and did not respond. She felt that she was just an ordinary farm girl, very self-aware and never had too many fantasies.

At this time, another farmer asked, "Which saint is chosen this time? Can we go to the little girl of the farmer?"

"According to the news released by the God of Wealth, as long as you are a virgin and believe in the goddess of wealth, you can do it."

At this time, Qiong was still lonely and had a great reaction. But then, a sentence from the bard made her heart beat sharply: "After becoming a saint, being favored by the goddess, she will become more beautiful, and being able to use divine arts, and may become the level of the first beauty Princess Emma."

"Is Princess Emma so beautiful after becoming a saint?" Joan asked anxiously.

The bard thought for a while: "It seems to be..."

In a sense, the bard's words are indeed correct. As long as the level increases, the appearance and temperament of professionals will gradually become more outstanding. It's just that this improvement measure varies from person to person.

Joan didn't say anything anymore. She looked at the bonfire in the center of the field with bright flames leaping in her pupils.

She used to leave and go back to sleep after men started drinking. But this time, she heard the last thing about the selection of saints, she remembered it word by word in her heart, without missing it at all.

When she got home, she took a shower, hid in the bed, and kept rummaging and unable to sleep. Finally, she got up and came to the stream not far from the backyard.

The moonlight tonight was very round and bright. Without any lighting tools, Qiong could see things dozens of meters away from the distance.

She squatted down by the stream, untied her wrapped hair, and washed her face again. Although the night shadows were dark, she still barely saw her blurry appearance on the water.

A face that is a bit yellow but has a very attractive shape.

After becoming a saint, you can become more beautiful.

Qiong raised her head and looked at the full moon in the sky, without saying a word for a long time.

The next day, before dawn, Qiong set out quietly. She put on her best and cleanest clothes. Although there were some patches on it, she still thought the clothes were beautiful.

I heard that this set of clothes was worn by my mother when she married her father.

Walking on the flat road, Qiong knew very well that this road was also helped by the God of Wealth. A few years ago, the road leading to the big city was rugged and muddy. Within half a ten-minute period, his body was either covered with dust or mud.

But now, a clean and flat stone road is very comfortable to walk.

You can occasionally see merchants on the road and patrolling guards.

If it weren't for these guards, Joan wouldn't dare to go to the metropolis alone.

She walked for five hours, and almost noon, she walked to the city gate, handed over a copper coin she had saved for half a year, and entered the city.

The city was very lively, and it seemed to be more lively than before. Joan remembered where the Temple of Wealth was. When her mother was seriously ill, she also followed her and remembered how to walk the road.

When she arrived at the entrance of the temple, there were many girls queuing under the majestic marble door. She leaned forward and lined up at the end.

The girl in front felt someone behind her, looked back at Qiong, glanced up and down for a while, then smiled sarcastically and turned around.

Qiong felt her face blushing, feeling both embarrassing and angry.

She saw that the other person had long waist-length blonde hair, milky white skin, and was wearing a beautiful lady's long skirt. Most importantly, the other person also had a strong fruity fragrance.

And she... her hair is flax-colored, her skin is yellow, her clothes are old, and she is patched. Because of the long-distance walking, she sweats a little, and it seems to have a faint sour smell of sweat.

The comparison between the two sides can be described as heaven and earth.

If she had ever encountered peers from a noble family, she would definitely find a way to hide away. After all, for ordinary people, aristocrats were just a large image next to an ant. As long as they moved casually, the vibrations would cause the ant to suffer and even die.

Moreover, since she was a child, she had been warned by her parents and relatives that she must hide away when she met a nobleman.

But this time, there was a force that made her nailed her to the spot, even if she was afraid or shameful, she did not leave.

In order to get rid of embarrassment and shame, she looked around with red faces. Only then did she find that there were many carriages parked on the side of the road around her, and each carriage had at least one or two men who looked like men waiting.

In other words, there are many nobles or daughters of big merchants here.

This is a very normal thing, Saint... Most girls are very interested in this title.

The team was gradually moving forward, and not long after, Qiong entered the hall, and behind her, there were many girls of the same age lined up.

None of them was the daughter of a farmer, they were all descendants of noble and wealthy businessmen.

The girl lined up behind Qiong, who met her a little far away, covered her nose with a green feather fan, and her face was full of disgust, as if there was a ball of excrement in front of her.

When Qiong turned around, she accidentally saw this scene. The shame turned into anger, but she did not reveal it, but followed the team expressionlessly.

"It's not right, next!" A man's majestic voice came vaguely in front of him.

A beautiful girl in gorgeous clothes trotted away with her mouth covering her mouth.

"Not the right time, next one!"

The sound was still majestic, and another girl ran away crying.

When she was about to wait for Qiong, she was surprised to find that more than 20 people in front of her had been tested, but only two people passed the test.

The young man was responsible for the inspection qualification. He was holding a blue magic ball of light in his hand. When a girl stood in front of him, the ball of light would change color.

There are several colors, and Qiong can't understand what it means.

It was about to be Qiong's turn, and Qiong's heart rose.

The girl in front of her stood confidently in front of the young man, and the light ball turned pale golden.

This was the sign of passing the test for the first time, and the proud girl naturally raised her head.

But the young man in a priest robe opened his left hand and took out another magic ball of light and placed it in front of the girl.

The closer this milky white ball of light is to the proud girl, the darker it becomes.

"Failed. Next."

The proud girl's expression was frozen. After a while, she asked angrily: "Why do you say I'm not up to standard?"

"It's that simple if you don't meet the requirements."

"My father is a city guard. If you don't give me an explanation."

The male priest's face became a little unhappy, but he still held it back and said coldly: "You are in an absolutely neutral camp, there is no problem. But the saint must be a virgin... Don't you, do you understand?"

The proud girl was stunned. After passing her, she covered her hands and rushed out of the temple with screams.

The male priest snorted lightly and looked at Qiong. Then, he seemed to be shocked by Qiong's dressing, which made the latter feel a little embarrassed and immediately lowered his head.

After a slight surprise, his face softened a lot: "Come here, look up, don't worry. Our goddess never discriminates against the poor. I used to be a boy carrying manure. Now I am the bishop of this temple."

Joan raised her head in surprise.

The male priest tested Joan's camp tendencies and passed the level!

Virginity test is also too much.

Showing an expected expression, the male pastor said, "Congratulations, you passed the first level."

Many girls who heard this voice later showed surprised expressions. They found it incredible that so many noble and rich girls with outstanding conditions were eliminated. A farmer woman who was not trash actually passed the test. Is there any reason for this?

Qiong still felt like she was in a dream. She asked in disbelief: "Is this passing? Don't you need to do anything else?"

"It's not that simple, it's just a threshold for participation." The male priest looked at the team behind and said, "You must have come here a long way. Otherwise, you can live in the temple. Ten days later, we will take you to the Holy City of Wojin for the second round of selection."

"Why?" said Joan stammeringly, "I brought some money to do it and stayed in a cheap hotel, but there was no problem."

The male pastor snorted softly: "Jealousy is one of the worst emotions in the world. Many people who think they are better than you have not passed the test. If you pass the test, they will pour their anger on you. Although if something really happens to you, we will help you get justice, but you never think that after the incident, we will be 'upholding justice'."

Qiong was just a little knowledgeable, and she was not stupid. She bent down after hearing this and said, "Prince is trouble."
Chapter completed!