Xiong Yan carefully recalled the name "Yuri" in his mind.

In the books I have read, there is no such a paladin. It's not surprising to think that the history of mankind is roughly mentioned in the books, and the records of that era also focus on the weak elves located in the Great Forest of the East.

The moment he pushed the door in, he felt like he was in St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican. The painted stories on the colorful dome are very different, but the art styles are not the same.

Eight snow-white columns are arranged on both sides, each of which is engraved with the teachings of the Holy See, and at the end of the red carpet is a golden throne. On the hanger on the side of the shrine hangs pure white holy robes. If you look closely, it's a draped mantle full of white feathers, and it's embellished with gemstones that shine brightly.

As soon as he entered the Holy Maiden Hall, Xiong Yan felt a pressure.

It will make you feel awe from the depths of your heart, and the copper tripods around this solemn hall are burning incense, and the unique aroma and the magnificence in front of you will make people feel inferiority from the depths of their hearts.

I have to say that the goddess of the human race has more of a sense of superiority than the goddess of the elf race. I heard that the natural temple in the city of St. Gorliste in the Great Forest of the East is located in the canopy of a tall ancient tree of life...... It looks like a treehouse, and it doesn't have such a gorgeous sense of déjà vu as it sees.

Xiong Yan continued to walk forward, and the door behind him naturally closed.

He heard a "thump" and stopped vigilantly.

There was no rush out of a corner to protect the temple of the Holy Maiden, the epic equipment was armed from teeth to feet, and there was a pair of winged angel soldiers behind them.

Again, the person who designed the plot of the ruins is very poor. When Xiong Yan walked to the center of the main hall, the door was closed: a scimitar emitting a white halo of light fell from the sky and floated in front of the divine seat.

"That's it?!"

Xiong Yan thought that he was going to fight some Ancient Guardian in this fourth stage, but he didn't expect that after listening to Yuri's words and coming in obediently, the Moon White Scimitar fell from the sky.

He didn't hesitate, for fear that the people of the Moon Arrow Family would rush into the ruins again and raise the level of the entire ruins monster.

Walk along the red carpet, climb the steps made of white jade, and come to the throne.

glanced at the holy robes on the side, smashed his mouth, and silently tore the holy robes off the hanger and stuffed them into his waist bag. Fortunately, the fanny pack is large enough to be folded and barely tucked in.

Raising his claws, he pressed the moon-white scimitar floating in the air.

"Tear up!"

I only felt a stream of electricity flow from the scimitar to my head. Countless fragments filled his consciousness with this current, and the pain made him dizzy. I hurriedly tried to throw the scimitar on the ground......

Suck it in your hand, can you believe it?!

............

Her name is Nanas.

Born in a small border town. She was abandoned in front of the church because her parents could not raise her, or because of the preference for sons.

On a rainy day.

A nun carries the swaddling clothes in front of the door into the church, and a chapter about the legendary saint begins to be written.

Long blond hair with slightly curls, brown pupils, and a high nose. From her body, it can be completely seen that she is not a pure-blooded Crotty, she is of mixed race, and her parents are "second-class people" naturalized by nomads on one side.

Because "the glory of the goddess is everywhere, and the glory of the goddess shines on all races", she was able to stay in the Holy See. But because of mixed race, he has always been discriminated against by everyone.

The treatment of "second-class people" was not good in Crotty, they were not even allowed to study.

Nanas dug a small hole in the locker at the back of the classroom for the church handout. Every time the nuns attend a class, she is not allowed to study and hides in a locker in advance.

It is hard to imagine that all the teachings of a generation of legendary saints were learned by hiding in a locker.

Soon, Nanas grew up.

It happened to coincide with the selection of saints every ten years.

Bighorn was given an official spot to study in the Ice Sanctuary. The border town belongs to the city of Big Horn, but this place has been reserved by the city cathedral of Big Horn, and I heard that the nun who was selected and selected has an inexplicable relationship with the bishop.

In fact, even if it was the turn of the town, she couldn't take Nanas's business, she was a second-class person.

Even if the townspeople liked little Nanas very much, a kind girl, the local church organization was too bureaucratic to give her a place. Even if she memorized all the teachings at a young age, she had already practiced every doctrine at a young age.

There are no official places, and there are ways to participate in the selection of saints.

That's going at your own expense.

However, the fact that it was necessary to travel from Bighorn City to the Ice and Snow Temple far to the northwest, not to mention the cost and distance, even if it was to cross most of the grassland without the protection of the Templars, made countless people dispel this idea.

The residents of the town pooled money to let this little nun who would help them herd sheep and teach their children to read and learn when they had nothing to do.

While the chosen nuns were still enjoying a life of luxury, little Nanas was already on her way.

All the way north.

There is no danger of crossing the savannah.

It lasted half a year, just in time for the first stage of the selection of saints.

It is rumored that the nine hundred and ninety-nine holy ladders in front of the Ice and Snow Temple, one step and one kneeling down, you can get the gift of the goddess.

But no one can finish it, this is God's test: most people can kneel down to about 300 steps in one step, and they can reach 500 with firm faith. But after five hundred, the upper level will be subject to irresistible magic obstacles.

All the nuns who went to the temple to be selected, all past Nanas, laughed at her.

"Hey, a second-class person still wants to get the gift of a goddess?"

"No one can climb the holy ladder on one knee, not even the saints of the past!"

No, there is such a person.

The thirty-third saint of the Inner Appointment: Elena.

This time, the people who came to participate in the selection were all going for the quota of the thirty-fourth saint to prepare for the saintess, or to come to the Ice and Snow Temple, and then return to the original church will have "qualifications" to improve their status.

The woman rumored to be Yelena was a disciple of the thirty-second Holy Maiden, and she had recently completed the Holy Ladder Trial.

Everyone believes that Yelena, who can receive the gift of the goddess, must be the thirty-third saintess. This time, there is no hope for the selection of saints, so I can only fight for the place of preparing for the saintess and prepare for the next one ten years later.

Nanas didn't think much of it.

It was wonderful for her to be a virgin in preparation.

There's no need to fight for anything, in Nanas's eyes: the saint is just a title.

It cannot be said that whoever is a saint is closer to the goddess. It is true that the Holy Maiden lives in the Holy Virgin Temple, closer to the statue of the goddess, but Nanas thinks that is a statue.

Faith should live in one's own heart, not a sculpture made of white jade and gold.

She knelt down step by step, and did not pray in her heart that she would receive the gift and become a saint.

Instead, I pray that the people in the world can live a little happier, without years of war, without the distinction between superior and second-class people, and without ...... Things like that.