Chapter 264 The Villain Lady Arrives 92

Chapter 264 The Villain Lady Arrives 92

As the news of the selection of the Holy Maiden of the Church of Light spread across the continent like a spring breeze, every corner was filled with anticipation and discussion about this grand event.

As one of the candidates, Alice's name is known to countless people and has become a hot topic on the streets.

In a corner of the college, Tariq sat by the window, holding tightly in his hand a yellowed photo. It was a childhood photo of him and Alice, with bright smiles and carefree looks.

At this moment, his mood was as complicated as the gloomy sky outside the window. His female confidantes sat around him, their faces full of concern and encouragement.

"Tariq, have you really decided to go to the Church of Light?" Lillian asked softly, with both worry and understanding in her eyes.

Tariq raised his head, his eyes determined. "Yes, I must go. Alice is my friend and my family. If she is really the candidate for the Saint, I can't let her face it all alone."

Sophia patted his shoulder and said firmly: "We will go with you. No matter what the result is, at least we know that we tried our best."

Elvira also nodded, with determination flashing in her eyes:

"Besides, I am also very interested in the magic system of the Church of Light. This time I can learn from it up close."

Tariq looked at them gratefully, with a warm feeling in his heart. "Thank you, with you by my side, I am not afraid of anything."

After the four of them had discussed it, they began to prepare for their trip to the Church of Light. They knew that this journey would not be easy, but they knew that for Alice and for their deep friendship, all the efforts were worth it.

A few days later, they set out on the journey to the Church of Light. Although the scenery along the way was beautiful, they had only one goal in mind - to find Alice and confirm whether she was safe.

The Church of Light is located in the center of the continent. A towering temple stands on the top of the mountains, as if it is connected to the sky, sacred and inviolable. When they stood in front of the temple and looked up at the spire that soared into the sky, they could not help but be shocked by its magnificent momentum.

"Is this the Church of Light? How spectacular!" exclaimed Sophia.

"Yes, it is said that the continent's top magicians and believers gather here." Lillian was also deeply moved.

Tariq clenched his fists, his eyes as sharp as a torch, as if he could see through the walls of the temple and see everything that was happening inside. "Alice, are you there?"

With the guidance of the church, they successfully obtained the qualification to watch the Saint Selection Competition. On the day of the competition, the temple was crowded with believers and magicians from all over the world gathered together to witness this sacred moment.

The temple was magnificent and the air was filled with a faint fragrance, which was the unique smell of the God of Light, making people feel awe. Tariq and others shuttled through the crowd, looking for Alice.

Finally, in the center of the temple, they saw Alice.

She was wearing a pure white dress, with long hair like a waterfall and eyes as clear as water. She looked like a fairy from a painting, so beautiful that she was beyond description. She was surrounded by several other equally outstanding candidates, but no one could match her brilliance.

"It's her! It's really Alice!" Tariq exclaimed excitedly, with tears in his eyes.

Lillian, Sophia, and Elvira also nodded, their eyes full of relief and excitement.

They knew, at this moment, that they had finally found Alice.

The Saint Selection Competition officially began, and the first round was a magic trial. Alice stood in the center of the stage, facing the complex magic circle. She closed her eyes and concentrated, gently waving her hands. In an instant, the entire magic circle lit up with dazzling light, as if countless light elements were jumping and dancing in it.

Each of her spells was precise and accurate, and each of her movements was smooth and natural, as if she had become one with the God of Light.

"Look, that's Alice! Her magical talent is amazing!" someone in the crowd whispered in admiration.

"Yeah, I heard that she is still an outsider. It's really not easy for her to get to this point." Another person echoed.

Tariq and others stood in the crowd, staring at Alice intently, their hearts filled with pride and pride. They knew that Alice had never let them down.

In the next few rounds of trials, Alice performed extremely well. Whether it was the moral judgment in the moral test or the spiritual exploration in the faith test, she overcame the difficulties one by one with extraordinary tenacity and wisdom. Every choice she made was admirable, and every prayer she made was touching.

Finally, when the statue of the God of Light slowly lowered the holy light and shone on Alice, the whole temple was in an uproar. She, Alice, was officially selected as the new Saint.

"Alice! Alice!" Thunderous cheers broke out from the crowd.

The moment Alice was crowned as the new Saint by the Holy Light, the cheers in the temple surged like a tide and lasted for a long time.

However, beneath this wave of joy and admiration, there was also an undercurrent. There were many people in the crowd who looked at her with jealousy or confusion, and they whispered to each other, expressing mixed emotions towards the sudden rise of Alice.

"It's incredible that an outsider could obtain the position of the Saint so easily." A middle-aged noble in gorgeous robes said to his friend who was dressed similarly with a barely perceptible sneer on his face.

"Yeah, I heard that she didn't have a prominent family background, let alone a deep connection. There must be a lot of tricks behind this." Someone echoed, with a gleam of suspicion in his eyes.

These words, like the cold wind in winter, quietly blew into Tariq's ears.

The smile on his face that was originally filled with Alice's success froze instantly, replaced by a hint of anger and determination.

He turned around abruptly, his eyes piercing as he scanned the whispering crowd around him, his voice not loud but unusually clear and powerful:

"Everyone, please be careful with your words! Alice's talent for the culture of light is a fact that no one can deny. Every time she casts a spell, it is accurate and without error. That is the purest belief and understanding of the God of Light. As for her character, it is even more pure and flawless. Her kindness and tenacity are an example for all of us to learn from!"

Tariq's words were like a stream of fresh air, instantly dispelling the surrounding discussions. His eyes were full of trust and pride in Alice, as if he was announcing to the world that Alice's success was no accident, but the inevitable result of her years of hard work and persistence.

However, not everyone was moved by these words. A young magician in the crowd, with a disdainful expression on his face, snorted contemptuously:

"Talent? Quality? These are just empty names. In this world, strength is the only thing that matters. I want to see if she, the so-called saint, can maintain this aura when facing a real challenge."

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of sighs around. Some people nodded in agreement, while others shook their heads in dissatisfaction. Tariq's face became even gloomier. Such comments were undoubtedly an invisible harm to Alice. But he did not choose to retreat, but stood up more firmly and responded with a more powerful voice:

"The real challenge does not come from the doubts and slanders from the outside world, but from the fear and confusion within. Alice has proved with her actions that she has the courage and determination to face all challenges. I believe that no matter how bumpy the road ahead is, she can lead us to a more glorious future in the name of the God of Light!"