Chapter 263 The Villain Lady Arrives 91
Alice returned to her simple yet cozy bedroom and closed the door gently, blocking out all the noise from the outside world.
She stood in front of the mirror, staring at the slightly tired but resilient face in the mirror, and the corners of her mouth inadvertently raised a beautiful arc. In that smile, there was both a vision for the future and confidence in one's own abilities. Alice thought to herself:
"Why do we need to choose a saint? Who else here has a talent for light magic that can match mine?"
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, as if she was having a conversation with herself deep inside.
Alice has had an extraordinary talent and perception for light magic since she was young. Every time she casts a spell, she can accurately capture the subtlest fluctuations of light elements and weave them into a powerful magic circle to protect the peace and tranquility of this land. This talent is the source of her self-confidence and the driving force for her to move forward fearlessly when facing challenges.
However, becoming a saint does not only mean possessing superb magical abilities, but also requires a pure, flawless, and dedicated heart.
Alice knew this very well. She had both a desire for glory and trepidation about the unknown challenges. But she also knew that no matter what the road ahead was, she would continue to move forward unswervingly, because she believed that this was the mission given to her by the God of Light.
Thinking of this, Alice's eyes became more determined. She walked to the desk, gently opened the drawer, and took out a yellowed piece of letter paper. This was what she saw in the library. It recorded all the details and tests about the selection of the Holy Maiden of Light.
Before the formal selection, make some preparations yourself to avoid being in a hurry.
As the night deepened, Alice lit the oil lamp on the table. The dim light shone on her body, adding a bit of mystery and solemnity to her. She carefully read every word in the manuscript, sometimes frowning, sometimes suddenly realizing. As she read deeper, she had a clearer understanding of the process and requirements of the Saint Selection.
Just as she was immersed in her thoughts, there was a gentle knock on the door. Alice came to her senses, got up and opened the door, only to see Saint Aidan standing at the door with a gentle smile on his face.
"Alice, haven't you rested yet?" Aidan's voice was gentle and concerned.
"Oh, it's Saint Aidan. I'm just reviewing some information in preparation for the Saint Selection." Alice replied with a smile, inviting Aidan into the house.
Aidan nodded slightly, walked into the room, and glanced at the manuscript on the table, and he already understood something.
"It seems that you have already started preparing, which is good." He said as he sat down at the table. "Regarding the specific content of the Saint Selection, I think I should be able to answer some of your questions."
Alice's eyes flashed with surprise when she heard this. "That's great, Saint Aidan. I have many questions I want to ask you."
Aidan smiled and motioned for Alice to sit down. "First of all, the selection of the Saint is not only a test of magical ability, but more importantly, it is a test of the heart and will. You need to pass a series of trials to prove your faith in light, your loyalty to the church, and the qualities you should possess as a future Saint."
"Trials?" Alice's curiosity was completely aroused. "Can you tell me specifically what the trials are?"
Aidan nodded and said slowly: "The content of the trial varies from year to year, but it can be roughly divided into three categories. The first category is the magic trial, which mainly tests your mastery of magic and your ability to innovate; the second category is the moral trial, which tests your moral judgment and behavioral choices by simulating various situations; the third category is the faith trial, which requires you to explore your inner world in depth and strengthen your faith in the God of Light."
Alice listened attentively, nodding from time to time to show her understanding. She realized that these trials were much more complicated and difficult than she had imagined. "Then... how do these trials proceed?" She couldn't help but ask.
Aidan smiled and continued, "Magic trials are usually designed and hosted by senior magicians in the church. They will set the difficulty according to your magic level. Moral trials may appear in the form of role-playing and situational simulations, allowing you to be tested without knowing it. Faith trials are more private and profound. They require you to face your inner fears, doubts and struggles alone and find your own answers."
After hearing this, Alice couldn't help but feel awe in her heart. She knew that these trials were not only a challenge to the body, but also a baptism of the soul. But she also understood that only in this way could she truly grow into a qualified saint.
"Thank you for telling me this, Saint Aidan." Alice looked at Aidan gratefully, "I will prepare seriously and try my best to pass all the trials."
Aidan nodded in satisfaction, his eyes gleaming with approval.
"I believe in you, Alice. I see your talent and hard work. But remember, no matter what the result is, it is most important to keep a normal heart. Because whether you become a saint or not, you are a child of the God of Light, and your light will never go out."
Seeing this, Aidan's eyes were full of encouragement and warmth. He gently patted the back of Alice's hand, and that action contained self-evident strength and support.
“Alice, don’t forget that courage and faith are your most powerful weapons. When facing trials, remember to take a deep breath and connect your mind with the God of Light. He will give you guidance when you need it most.” His voice was low and magnetic, as if it could penetrate Alice’s heart and give her endless peace.
Alice looked up at Aidan, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes - gratitude and uneasiness.
"Son Aidan, I... I do feel a little scared. These trials sound mysterious and difficult, and I'm worried that I won't be able to handle them." There was a hint of trembling in her words, but more of it was a frank attitude towards the unknown challenges.
Hearing this, Aidan's lips curled up into a gentle smile, which seemed to dispel all the haze.
"It's normal to be afraid, Alice. But it is these fears that give us the opportunity to surpass ourselves and discover the power deep inside us that we have never touched. Remember, you are not fighting alone. The entire church will support you. Moreover, your talent and hard work have paved a path for you to succeed."
He paused, his eyes gleaming with trust, "More importantly, you have to believe in yourself. You have a talent for light magic that even I am ashamed of, and you have a pure and strong heart. These are your unique advantages in becoming a saint."
Alice was deeply touched by Aidan's words, and she felt an unprecedented power surging in her body. She took a deep breath, and her eyes gradually became firm and bright.
"Son Aidan, you are right. I cannot give up just because I am afraid. I must face it all bravely. For the sake of light, for the church, and for myself, I will do my best!"
Aidan nodded in satisfaction, his eyes gleaming with relief. "That's right, Alice. Your determination and courage have made me see the light of a future saint. However, while preparing for the trial, don't forget to maintain a balance between body and mind. Proper rest and relaxation are equally important."
Alice smiled slightly, her gratitude overflowing with words. "Thank you for the reminder, I will pay attention to it."