The goddesses attempted to gain my salvation.

Chapter Three should at least consider the occasion.

The sacred ceremony began with solemn and dignified music.

As the High Priestess, Orina is naturally the protagonist of the Holy Scripture.

She was dressed in a magnificent papal robe, with sheer white stockings and crystal high heels. Holding the supreme scepter of the Papacy, she slowly walked to the altar.

With arms outstretched, they began to sing a hymn from the Vatican.

It is aloof, noble, and radiates a divine glow.

Most of the students present were seeing this legendary high priestess for the first time. They were captivated by her beauty and charisma at first glance. The male students stared, swallowing hard, while some of the girls were even instantly smitten.

Ryan stood to the side expressionlessly, listening to the students' whispers.

Actually, Ryan was quite envious of them.

They didn't know, and had no chance to know, another side of Olina. So in their hearts, Olina would always be that noble and holy angel.

Orina was once Ryan's goddess, embodying all his beautiful fantasies about women.

However, later on, he ruined the goddess.

"Hey......"

The hymn has ended.

Orina began by introducing the history of the Papacy and the Academy, the Academy's rules and regulations, and the mentor who would be leading the group.

The process was very long, but the students below were all in high spirits.

Even after Olena finished her congratulatory speech and stepped down from the stage, the students still looked regretful, wondering why she hadn't stayed a little longer.

Finally, the highlight of the Holy Scripture is the class division.

Staff will call the mentors to the stage according to the pre-drawn rankings, and then they will introduce themselves and demonstrate their talents.

Once a student approves of a mentor, they will step forward, and the mentor will then select from among them their preferred student.

Therefore, the higher the rank of the mentor, the better the students they can select, and the next four years will be much easier for them.

Fortunately, Ryan drew a relatively early position.

A small number of outstanding students have already left with their mentors, but there are still many promising talents left. Ryan has his eye on a few students with exceptional magical talent.

Before long, the professor's representative called out his name.

Just as Ryan was about to get up, he suddenly felt something forcefully pull his wrist.

I looked down and was stunned.

It's a sixth-tier light attribute magic, Radiant Chains!

There isn’t another person in the entire Holy See who can use this magic!

Orina!

This is a sacred ceremony!

So many students and Vatican tutors are here!

What is that crazy woman trying to do!

Before Ryan could even think, he was dragged behind a curtain by chains.

Sure enough, Orina was there!

She grabbed Ryan by the collar, shoved him against the wall, and pressed her moist lips against his without warning.

A delicate fragrance lingers in the mouth.

People outside could never have imagined that Olina, who had warned her students not to date in their youth, was now frantically kissing her male tutor through a curtain!

"You crazy woman! Are you out of your mind?! This is a sacred ceremony! Get the hell out of my way!"

Ryan could no longer control himself, shoved Olena aside and started cursing.

The more he cursed, the more Olina laughed uncontrollably.

“I was up there just now and I saw you and Tracy smiling.”

Ryan paused for a moment, then remembered that when Orina was speaking earlier, Tracy, out of boredom, had made a drinking gesture to him, meaning that they would have a drink later.

Ryan hadn't intended to pay her any attention, but seeing her making faces, he smiled and dismissed her.

Unexpectedly, Olina saw this smile.

"We're both mentors, so it's normal for us to smile, isn't it!"

Orina pulled Ryan sharply in front of her: "I told you, you can only smile at me."

Outside the curtain, staff members were calling Ryan's name repeatedly.

Ryan was getting anxious; if he didn't go out soon, he would be left without a turn!

Once he's left without a turn, he can only pick up the students that others don't want.

They either lack magical talent or are scumbags with an extremely awful personality.

Whether it's one of these factors or both, the next four years won't be easy for Ryan!

Therefore, Ryan must go back as soon as possible!

"Listen, you crazy woman! I don't care what you're thinking or what you're doing, this is the Holy Scripture!"

"so what?"

Ryan was completely speechless.

It turns out that when women go crazy, they really are unreasonable.

“There’s only one thing you need to do now.” Orina placed her hands on Ryan’s neck, her slender, white-stockinged legs tightly wrapped around his waist. Her crystal high heels fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"kiss Me."

The staff raised the volume, and some people in the crowd began to get impatient.

Seeing the worst about to happen, Ryan was both anxious and furious. Finally, he lost control and unleashed the beast within him. He grabbed Olina's hair and pulled it back forcefully, revealing her fair neck and collarbone.

The intense pain caused Orina's face to flush red.

"You asked for this!"

"Crazy woman!"

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When Ryan returned to the scene of the ceremony, he was unsurprisingly left without a pass.

There were very few students left in the church, and the few he had previously favored had followed other tutors.

Ryan sat slumped in the chair, exhausted.

He couldn't really be angry with Olina, after all, she was the one who caused her to become like this.

Hey.

can only say......

If you do something wrong to yourself, you will not live!

An hour later, the class assignments were completed, and the surroundings became empty.

Ryan leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the stained glass windows above him.

Just then, a girl wearing glasses walked over; she was the staff member who was hosting the class assignment ceremony.

“Mentor Ryan, you didn’t come up on stage when your name was called just now, so I had to leave you out.”

"I'm so sorry."

You can tell she feels guilty about it.

Ryan waved his hand.

"It's not your fault, it's my fault for not going on stage on time."

Ryan propped himself up, exhausted: "I will apply to the Vatican to have my mentor qualification revoked."

"No, no, no, Mentor Ryan! You don't need to have your qualifications revoked."

Ok?

Ryan was somewhat puzzled: "Doesn't the Vatican have a rule that one cannot have a tutor qualification without having students?"

The girl pushed up her glasses: "I was just about to tell you about this."

"Actually, after the class assignments were completed, there was still one student who wasn't chosen..."

"Just one student? Why?" Ryan was even more confused.

Because no professor needs one more student.

If only one student remains, the Vatican will still find a tutor to take over the student out of consideration for appearances.

"Well... I can't explain it in just a few words, but in short, her situation is quite special... no mentor dares to take her on."

The girl's eyes darted around, which gave Ryan a bad feeling.

"This is the first time the Vatican has encountered a situation like this. They initially considered persuading her to return, but then considered the potential impact, and besides, you weren't on duty yet. So..."

"The Vatican has decided to make you her personal tutor."

Ryan stroked his chin, beginning to think.

Teaching a student individually, isn't that what private tutoring is?

Should I answer or not?

Ryan weighed the pros and cons.

First of all, the Vatican pays salaries regardless of how many students a tutor has. It's the same whether you have one or a hundred.

So as long as he continues, his salary will be paid in full.

Furthermore, the Vatican will regularly provide tutors with a certain amount of supplies.