"Things are different now, you’re more... than Veronica."
Austin paused for a moment, then with composed emotions, he said, "In some ways, you are slightly better than Veronica, she might entrust her past regrets to you."
Wayne laughed: "I’m a man, how can I be a Holy Maiden?"
"The legacy of the Naturalism Church has always been the Holy Maiden, but it doesn’t stipulate that it must be a Holy Maiden, a Saint Heir is also possible."
Wayne was shocked, he had always had a secret little goal.
Clutching onto his teacher’s leg, assisting the teacher in slaying the Dark Knight, waiting for the teacher to become successful and ascend to Pope, he, as the Pope’s first disciple, could enter and leave the Holy Maiden’s bedroom and stay up all night instructing her in Life Magic.
"After becoming the Saint Heir, not only would you need to stay at the Naturalism Church Headquarters often, but also travel between various districts of the Church, spreading the light of the Nature Goddess and the Divine Decree to the believers..."
Austin’s face was not very good: "Find a way to refuse Hefei, don’t promise her."
Do I need you to tell me that!
Wait a minute, why don’t you say it?
Wayne’s clever little brain turned, and he immediately understood Austin’s point. Old Login didn’t want to offend his wife, so he made him offend the teacher, playing such strategies, as if the abacus beads had burst into the cat litter box.
Wayne had no doubts about his own talents, and neither did Austin; throughout their conversation, there was no mention of the possibility of Wayne’s failure, as if his enrollment alone was a sure ticket to becoming the Saint Heir.
"You are the heir to the Lando Family, you must stay in Lundan, and are not allowed to go anywhere else."
Wayne nodded internally, being a Holy Maiden had potential, but as for the Saint Heir, even if it was handed to him on a silver platter, he wouldn’t want it.
He said aloud: "I don’t want to refuse the teacher, the Holy Maiden was her past regret, she has been so good to me, I should repay her no matter what."
Austin laughed out loud: "The Holy Maiden has to remain pure, and so does the Saint Heir, are you sure you can give up the pleasures of the flesh?"
A question that struck the soul silenced Wayne.
Frowning, he said, "The teacher has been trying to bring me and Veronica together. If the Saint Heir has to remain pure, she has no reason to recommend me, right?"
Could there be a possibility that purity is simply non-existent in men, that the Saint Heir not only claps his hands but also carries the heavy responsibility of propagating life?
Wayne looked at Austin suspiciously, waiting for his answer.
"You are the family heir, you must stay in Lundan, it’s that simple."
"You tell the teacher then, what’s the use of telling me?"
The two parted on bad terms.
At the Naturalism Church Headquarters in Lundan.
Hefei looked at the two recommendation forms on her desk and hesitated to sign.
Wayne was, in her opinion, the most suitable candidate who was destined to become the Saint Heir of the Naturalism Church once he signed up, she had no doubt about this.
The only issue was that the Saint Heir had to remain pure, at least for the duration of his term.
"It’s not for long, at least fifteen years, at most twenty years, which is not a big deal for Mages who maintain eternal youth..."
Hefei was a bit torn; becoming the Saint Heir would be all benefit and no harm to Wayne, not only could he learn the most profound Faith Magic, but he could also listen closely to the Goddess’s Divine Decree.
If the Goddess happened to descend through the body of the Saint Heir and left behind anything on her departure, it would benefit Wayne for life.
From a teacher’s perspective, Hefei wanted Wayne to become the Saint Heir, a path so coveted that many would kneel and beg for it.
Love, well, one can hold off on that!
From a mother’s perspective, a separation of fifteen to twenty years would certainly be very hard on Veronica.
Love, well, that’s hard to resist!
"How about I fill in the two of them together?"
"Even if there’s a problem, they can’t discover any issue with him being a boy..."
Hefei’s eyes lit up as she was about to put pen to paper but then thought better of it. Such a thought was disrespectful to the Goddess; in case the Goddess decided to descend on a whim and Wayne just so happened to be there...
Right, it’s not good to defile the Goddess’s eyes.
The phone rang; the assistant outside her office had called. Priestess Flora requested to see her.
"What does she want with me?"
Hefei hung up the phone, looking towards the recommendation form on the table, her lips slightly curling up: "You’ve already been a Holy Maiden once, aren’t you satisfied, do you really take the Church as your own home?"
Soon enough, Flora walked in, catching a glimpse of the blank forms, she gave a slight courtesy and greeted the High Priest.
One ’sister’ this, one ’sister’ that, because they were only moderately close, they were excessively polite.
Good sisters would be hugging and backslapping like buddies.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Flora stated her purpose: "High Priest, the Windsor District has two recommendation spots, and I hope to secure one of them."
"Flora, you’re too late, I just received a call, the spots have all been reserved by the headquarters," Hefei said regretfully.
"High Priest, the headquarters has its own recommendation spots and would not ask the districts for them, it’s an ironclad rule of the Church."
"Is that so, perhaps they changed it this year."
You witch, you’ll regret this!
Nine thousand seven hundred words, seek monthly ticket.