Capítulo 779: Chapter 280: Quiet Return
The Hero stood in place, unmoving for a long ti, while the Noble Lady quietly remained by her side.
There was no ti limit for the ceremony of the first stage, and their silent, motionless stance did not stand out among the crowd.
[Any candidates stepping forward? (3 Yes, 7 Top five)]
D10=d10(7)=7
[Level]
D20 45=d20(12) 45=57
[Affiliated Church]
1. Faith
2. Justice
3. Nature
4. Elent
5~8. Anchor
9. Radiance
10. Great Success/Great Failure
D10=d10(10)=10
Note: Great Success relates to a grand cathedral or association with the Hero; Great Failure relates to a small church, attribute decline.
D2=d2(2)=2
♛: Great Failure~
1. Observation
2. Stargazing
3. Fine Craft
4. Healing
5. Resonance
6~8. Anchor
9. City Wall
10. Great Success/Great Failure
D10=d10(3)=3
♛: Fine Craft
However, while many candidates were imrsed in thought, one person took action, slowly stepping out from the crowd.
If the Hero were to recall, she would rember seeing the other’s portrait.
A few days ago, in the underground gambling site destroyed by another version of herself with the Judgent Court, her portrait appeared on the odds list, ranking fourth lowest, tied with the High Nun from the Isolated Island.
“Representative of the Fine Craft Church…” whispered so other candidates about her background.
Among over fifty Saintess Candidates, being the first to step forward naturally set the candidate from the Fine Craft Church apart.
Though the scale of the Fine Craft Church she represented was not large, on par with the nearing dissolution Evil-breaking Church, she and her Church kept actively striving, unlike the nearly resigned Evil-breaking Bishop.
Although the effectiveness of their activities was limited, her personal fa was gradually increasing with each day’s perseverance.
If the organizer of the illegal casino hadn’t been imprisoned, they would likely have lowered the odds for the Fine Craft Nun.
Watched by everyone, she reached out her hands to touch the pristine Heroic Soul Monunt.
With the Fine Craft Nun’s silent ditation, the nurous nas engraved on the stele emitted a pure golden light. Multiple varying spots of light gathered in front of the nas, drifting like fireflies, finally converging on her wrists to form a pair of illusory gold bracelets.
This phenonon drew the Hero from her thoughts, and the Noble Lady beside her was equally captivated.
“This is…”
“It’s the resonance of the Heroic Souls.”
Upon hearing the Hero’s slightly amazed murmur, the Noble Lady began to explain in a soft voice.
“The Heroic Soul Monunt itself is a precise Arcane Apparatus, but usually remains inactive. The nas on the stele are not just stone carvings, but records of the heroes’ lives and deeds.”
Such church secrets, which are not recorded in ordinary texts, are a familiar affair for the Noble Lady who underwent training by the Border Count. She continued:
“Through these records, it is possible, to so extent, to deduce the thoughts and judgnts of the heroes. So heroes inject their spiritual power into the stele before dying, so after their nas are engraved, the monunt can even simulate their personalities.
“The illuminated nas now represent those heroes who, in the monunt’s deduction, recognized the oath of that candidate. The intensity of the light reflects the degree of recognition…This should affect the firmness of the shackles on her hands.”
The tension on the Noble Lady’s face had disappeared unknowingly, replaced by a blossoming smile, seeming to enjoy elucidating the process for the Hero.
The Hero listened, nodding frequently, and as the Noble Lady finished explaining, the golden bracelet on the hands of the Fine Craft Church candidate had fully ford.
[Oath Resonance (Rank 50)]
D100 50=d100(47) 50=97
The next mont, the Teleportation Array beneath her feet lit up, and in the instant the light blood, she vanished tracelessly.
Witnessing this scene, other candidates exchanged glances, feeling a bit of urgency in their hearts.
When others firmly advance, while they hesitate, this alone is enough to breed anxiety.
Yet the Hero remained calm, and after the Noble Lady withdrew her gaze, she simply looked at her friend beside her with worry.
“Hero sister, about what I just said…”
I hope you can make an oath for yourself—
To be honest, requesting such a thing during the Saintess selection ceremony, in front of countless heroic spirit nas on the monunt, is by no ans a wise choice.
After all, to most people, as a Saintess, how could one make a selfish decision?
If these words were not spoken by herself, but soone else asked the Hero to do similarly, the Noble Lady would probably suspect the person of ulterior motives and ill intent.
Thus, seeing the Hero’s delayed response, the Noble Lady couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy.
Just as she anxiously lowered her head, the hand still linked with the Hero’s was suddenly held tightly, transmitting a sense of firm Strength.
The Noble Lady raised her head in surprise, eting those smiling Erald Eyes.
Then, the soft hand released, the radiant smile turned away and vanished from sight, transforming into a girl’s determined forward-going silhouette.
“It’s okay, I’ve already made up my mind!”
The Hero strode towards the stele.
[The Hero’s thought is a Great Success, On Light judgent passed, the Hero gains information about the Legacy of Liberation]
Seeing the second person step forward, other candidates also made up their minds to proceed and placed their hands on the stele.
They either silently chanted or resolutely voiced their oaths, and as the oaths were conveyed, the inscriptions on the Heroic Soul Monunt were illuminated by will, starlight fell like rain, converging into bracelets on their wrists.
The Hero also ca before the monunt, attracting gazes from many who hadn’t stepped forward as the most prominent candidate.
Her palms brushed against the white stele, feeling warm rather than cold stone.
Just as the Hero was about to make her oath like the other candidates, her Erald Eyes suddenly flickered with light.
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