The Evil God Summoned by the Saintess

Chapter 270: Chapter 268: The Most United Generation of Holy Daughter Candidates?

Watching Doris get brushed off with a few casual words, Hilia fell into contemplation.

"Why does it feel like Doris has gotten dumber, she falls for this kind of trick."

Rose chuckled, "Her attitude towards you has changed since that last encounter at the Lost Lighthouse, now she’ll wag her tail with anything you say."

Hilia shuddered, "That was clearly Mr. Rose’s doing, what’s it got to do with me! I can’t stand Doris acting like this; I have to make her understand she likes Mr. Rose, not me..."

While speaking, Hilia suddenly paused and then shook her head, "Forget it, let her be, just stay away from her."

After saying this, she stopped worrying about Doris’s situation and continued seriously practicing the Puppet Storage Skill, carefully feeling the flow of Magic Power within it.

...

The next day, the registration proceeded as scheduled.

Due to the number of students not being very large, each grade’s registration was unified.

As a second-year student now, Hilia arrived at the registration point within the school’s auditorium, where many people were already present.

The school’s auditorium resembled the prayer hall in the Divine Hall, with rows of seats and a grand stage at the front, upon which stood a gigantic statue.

The statue wasn’t detailed with facial features, nor did it reveal who it portrayed, but unlike the unknown statues of the Hiro Association, this statue bore the mark of the Gods, making it instantly recognizable as a Holy Court idol.

Through Rose’s explanation, Hilia understood the purpose of this mark—

The Gods placed a lock on the idol, sealing the Power of Faith inside. Only Gods with the key can connect with the idol to access the Power of Faith within.

"Second grade, and for future third, fourth and fifth grades, registration is combined with the ceremony and will be held in an auditorium like this. It’s completely different from the first grade. Once everyone arrives, I’ll tell you exactly what to do."

The Puppet Training course instructor, Abros, stood beneath the idol, his voice reaching everyone’s ears.

More and more students entered. Hilia glanced around and spotted Benovia and Phil.

Benovia saw her too, smiled slightly, and sat down beside her.

"You’re early, Hilia."

"So are you, good morning, Benovia."

As Benovia walked over, Encore adjusted his glasses and came over too.

Phil hesitated for a moment and then also walked over to sit down.

Lastly was Doris, who, seeing Hilia flanked by Benovia on the left and Encore on the right, with Phil nearby, snorted and finally sat down next to Benovia.

She looked at the potential Holy Daughter candidates, coldly asking, "Are you alright sitting together as competitors?"

Benovia smiled, "I hit it off with Hilia at first sight, we once discussed Gods together, and we’ve been good friends since. The result of the Holy Daughter selection won’t affect our relationship."

I’m not interested in the Holy Daughter position; I’m more intrigued about whether Hilia really has a connection with that God. Benovia thought.

Encore said, "Don’t look at me, I sit wherever I like."

Hilia sitting with Benovia, who knows if they might not be conspiring together? I better keep an eye on them. Encore thought.

Phil said, "I saw them coming and came over."

The feeling yesterday was unmistakable; that mysterious benefactor claiming to be Rose felt very similar to the feeling Hilia suddenly gave yesterday. I must determine if he’s Hilia in disguise. Phil thought.

Doris snorted, "Since you all came, I’d better come over, or else you might gang up and kick me out."

The situation of Hilia and the five others also caught the attention of the instructors in the front row, observing the atmosphere among them somewhat surprised.

Alina turned to the instructor beside her, "This cohort of Holy Daughters seems to have the best relationships, looks like the principal’s strategy worked."

Meditation course instructor Nelson nodded, praising, "Previous Holy Daughter selections always emphasized competition, from start to finish, which led to the winning Holy Daughter not having good relationships with others. Once the others joined the Holy Court, it would often hinder good implementation of measures by the Holy Daughter."

The Flying course instructor Regis laughed, "Things look fine now; that’s because their specialties can complement each other. The intense competition hasn’t arrived yet; they’ll know if it’s different from before when they reach fourth and fifth year and successfully attain Tier Four."

Alina said, "Isn’t this pretty good now? Although, Hilia seems more popular; when they talk, they unconsciously look at her... Maybe by then, Hilia will grow to a point where others willingly choose her as the Holy Daughter without jeopardizing relationships."

"That would be ideal."

Abros walked over, "You’re all wrong, the principal’s consideration is not their future competition, that’s too far ahead. As long as they still want to become Holy Daughters, competition will inevitably exist; it’s not something that can be seen through now. The principal’s goal is for the Mage League in July."

Alina was taken aback, surprised, "Mage League? Meaning to form a team with the five Holy Daughters for the team competition?"

Abros nodded, laughing, "Just a guess. After all, over the years, as the Holy Court declined, many talented mages have emerged in other Empires, elves, and beastmen, shining brightly in both team and individual competitions. The Divine Magic Academy hasn’t won a championship in many years, so as the principal, I’d bet he’s eager to secure the championship trophy this year, whether in individual or team events."

Regis said, "The competition should be held in the Northern Alliance this year? The Northern Alliance has had some minor activities lately; sending the Holy Daughter team to participate, we can’t predict what might happen. The Holy Court over there likely wouldn’t agree; even though past Holy Daughters have participated, most haven’t."

"Things are different in recent years." Abros sighed, "The Holy Court’s control has declined annually, maybe they’ve indeed agreed... though it’s just speculation, let’s see how the principal arranges it."

As he spoke, he checked the time and said, "Time is nearly up." freewēbnoveℓ.com

Abros stood up, moved to the front, beneath the idol, looking at the bustling crowd of students below.

His voice reached everyone’s ears.

"In the last five minutes, the auditorium will be sealed; anyone not yet inside will lose 10 points and be barred from this ceremony."

Students stirred, starting to contact those who hadn’t arrived.

The five-minute period passed quickly; suddenly, Abros emitted a terrifying Tier pressure, bearing down on all the students.

Instantly, the entire auditorium quieted down.

Abros’s voice reached everyone’s ears.

"Dear students, welcome back, I am your instructor, Abros. From today onwards, you are second-year students, celebrate, and let us pray sincerely to the Gods, let them know your efforts and toil. After prayer, you will embark on a whole new life."

Accompanied by ceremony and prayer, Hilia’s second-year life thereby commenced.