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"You are all chosen by the Holy Scriptures, so let's begin the trial. ”

The old man with short white hair stood in the doorway and told everyone that he was dressed very strangely, obviously wearing heavy armor, but he did not have any sword or other weapon on his body, but held a short wooden staff.

Isn't this another plate mage?

Except for the middle-aged man who called himself Benedictas and looked at the old man with an incredible expression, the other four were not much different from Loria, and they all looked like they couldn't figure out the situation.

What the hell is this playing?

Increasingly worried that she was caught up in some strange pyramid scheme, Loria squeezed through the door, trying to slip away.

"Please take out the pages you have received from the holy scriptures and take a good look at them. ”

The old man continued, and his burly body blocked the doorway, so that Loria could not slip away - unless it was fogged, which would attract everyone's attention.

Just as Loria was looking around the rest of the room to find another way to leave, a soft light lit up in Adlina's hand.

"It's ...... Powerful Treatment...... I've really learned!"

The little girl cried out excitedly, shaking the page in her hand.

Immediately afterwards, another shield appeared on her, which was cast by the young Alfonso, who had stopped to wipe his weapon—the Truth Word Shield, which Loria had seen a lot in the monastery, but which could be cast by the priests of the monastery, most of which was only a faint curtain of light, but this one was as bright as if the light had been stolen from the sun.

"These spells originated from Alonsus Fao. ”

The old man with short white hair explained, and he looked at Loria, "Don't you look at the page that belongs to you, little girl?"

Loria didn't believe that there would be such a good thing in the world. Just pick up the page and look at it casually to comprehend the spell belonging to Alonsus Fao?

No kidding.

She picked up the page in her hand, which read: Psychic Vision, a spell that allows you to 'see' through the eyes of others, without distance restrictions, when mastered. The duration can be gradually increased, and sometimes it is even possible to peek into the target's mind.

That's gone.

Sure enough, it was a lie, Loria looked up into the eyes of the strange old man, but the next second she saw that she was looking up at 'herself'!

She hurriedly took a few steps back, only to see herself retreating, no doubt. What Loria saw at the moment was the old man's perspective...... Her sense of direction was confused for a moment, and it wasn't until her elbow hit the flower pot on the windowsill that her gaze returned to her.

Is there such a good thing in the world...... Loria was confused, from the moment she entered the room. She had the illusion that everything was false.

At this time, the rude guy who didn't know his name laughed, and an extremely bright holy light bloomed in his hand, and there was a faint burning sensation, which was different from Adrina's healing technique, Loria recognized it, it was a divine attack spell - punishment.

Heal, Protect and Damage All in One...... Could it be that only the skills you have drawn are useless?

Loria looked at the remaining two again, and a wincing Spreig finished reading the contents of the paper and put it away close to her. There was no intention of trying, and the middle-aged pastor Benedict, he didn't even look at the page that belonged to him.

Anyway, it's all for nothing. What do you care about whether it's good or bad...... Thinking of this, Loria was no longer entangled, but she saw the old man who had been smiling at her with a straight face, and whispered to her: "There are no useless skills in the world, isn't your answer questioning...... Use it to see, to think, to offend the absurd authorities. ”

"Each and every one of you has an indissoluble bond with the Light. They are either saved by the Light, or they yearn for the Light with great devotion, or they have made a great contribution to the spread of the Light. ”

The old man with short white hair amplified his voice. Say to everyone, "Remember the stories behind you, your pursuits, and in the trials that follow." There will be winners and losers among you, how do you do that...... Follow the guidance of your souls and do what you want. ”

Hearing his words, Loria realized that she had not been brought here for no reason - she was the one who brought the Light to another world, if it was to say that she had contributed to spreading the Light.

Loria looked at the others, wondering what kind of stories they would have behind them.

"The winner will be recognized by Alonsus Fao...... Although this recognition may be worthless to some, it is of great help to the dreams of all of you here. ”

The old man continued to speak loudly, and when he mentioned the word dream, Loria looked a little confused...... She didn't even know what she dreamed of.

If it is a dream to have a lot of beautiful clothes, eat delicious food every day, and sleep carefree until you wake up naturally, then Miss Loria does have a dream...... She suddenly thought of her dream of becoming an archbishop, and it dawned on her that this was probably one of the few things that could motivate her, except for eating, cloning and sleeping.

In that case, it's okay to get involved in this strange trial a little.

"Since everyone has agreed to participate in the trial...... So, let's get started. ”

As if he understood Loria's inner thoughts, the old man said aloud.

Loria has decided to take a little time off for the unknown trial...... Maybe she's lucky enough to outperform everyone.

Just as she was about to go back to the shore to say hello to Alice and suck enough blood from the vanilla, her surroundings suddenly changed.

The decaying earth was covered with dead grass and trees, the dry earth exposed to the dim sunlight was a dark green color, and even the air was filled with ominous yellow-brown dust.

Before the astonished crowd could ask what this place was, the old man's voice came out of thin air, "This is the outskirts of Stratholme, and to the south there is an army calling itself the Scarlet Crusaders against the Scourge, and they may be planning to attack the city of Stratholme...... What to do is up to your own will. ”

After a brief introduction to the situation in the vicinity, the resolute old voice fell silent, and there was no trace of it, as if it had never appeared.

Five boys and girls were left standing in the plague-ravaged land...... That's right, it's five, and for some reason, the middle-aged pastor from before didn't show up here.

……

"Teacher...... Is it a teacher?"

Benedictas was still in the cabin, he stared straight at the old man, his lips squirmed, and he shouted after a while, but he quickly denied his thoughts, "You are not a teacher, who are you?"

"Benedicti, I am the guardian of the Holy Scriptures, but I have borrowed the appearance of Alonsus...... Your answer is wisdom...... Congratulations on passing the trial. ”