I find it very sacred to pick someone up and make them a saint.

In the struggle for the throne, the new Holy Maiden of Light became the battlefield for the two factions.

As is well known,

The empire desperately needs a saintess, but the most promising candidate, Furira, is somewhat unbalanced in her studies.

Despite excelling in other subjects, his Bright Energy Resonance level failed to reach the passing grade, leaving him stuck and awaiting adjustment.

Rachel could guess that the Pope and the prince would do everything they could to get the Academy to make an exception and help Funila become a full saint.

She was convinced that Mien would not let Funira pass.

Because he has been doing this for decades.

The principles of the Academy became more important than life itself after he took office as chief.

During the empire's several major upheavals, Mien truly made the choice to uphold the principles of the Academy, even at the cost of his own life.

They have faced life-or-death tests more than once.

Rachel had no doubts about Mien.

Even the proud princess will personally come to take care of things to ensure that no accidents occur.

After all, Princess Rachel, with her ambition and ability, is not one of those fools and parasites.

Especially his elder brother and a group of nobles, who only knew how to enjoy themselves all day long.

She possessed the ambition that the entire empire was on the verge of losing.

"Professor Phyllis."

As they walked, Mien called out again.

Phyllis stepped forward lightly: "Your Excellency."

When Lucia heard the words "Chief," her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died.

"Has someone been called in to deal with the situation on Tin Can Street?"

Phyllis nodded and said seriously:

"We have already arranged for the scholars who were closest to the site to handle the matter."

They rescued a dying man from the church and prepared to take him back to the Academy for further questioning.

They also found a cursed person who brought the illness under control, and will bring him back to the Academy of Scholars for research and treatment.

Seven or eight scholars were left behind to continue the investigation and handle the follow-up work.

Mien nodded. Phyllis's professional skills were undeniable; she was always very efficient and quick.

The group entered the council chamber.

Within the vast, perfectly circular space, fluorescent light flows through the crystal dome.

Mien sat at the head of the table, flanked by the four Silver Scholars of the Academy, with the remaining Holy Chapter Scholars seated below.

Lucia was arranged by Mien to stand close to him.

"I'm sure you've all heard about the strange phenomena on Tin Can Street. The reason I've called everyone here is because this isn't just a simple, extraordinary event."

Mien's serious expression created a tense atmosphere for everyone.

"This could very well be a sign of an even bigger crisis that requires a full investigation by our entire academy."

He gestured to Phyllis.

Phyllis nodded and began to explain the results of the investigation on Iron Can Street a while back to everyone.

Fortunately, Lucia was small in stature, so she shrank behind Mien in front of the tall council table, avoiding people's gaze.

After Phyllis finished speaking

Mien then briefly explained his recent experience.

"Oh, right."

He seemed to remember something and looked at Lucia:

"I rescued this girl in Iron Can Street. She was nearly killed by a cult's sacrificial ritual and had direct contact with cult members."

I also discovered that she possesses a certain talent for light, so she can assist us with our investigation while simultaneously studying as an apprentice at the Academy of Scholars.

After saying that, he looked at Yingli, the Silver Scholar in charge of teaching and research:

"You'll be in charge of making the arrangements from now on."

Yingli replied, "I understand, Your Excellency."

Everyone looked at Lucia.

Mien explained Lucia's existence in front of everyone, setting the tone for it.

"Alright, the specific work will be arranged by Phyllis and the others. Everyone except the Silver Scholars can leave now."

Everyone rose, bowed, and left the meeting hall, leaving only four Silver Scholars behind.

Lucia breathed a sigh of relief; without everyone's gaze,

She felt she might never be able to stand in front of so many people.

"This incident involves the Cult of Contractual Truth, which discovered primordial power close to that of the Mother Goddess," Mien said calmly.

"Um?"

The scholar, who had always been shrouded in her scholar's robe and hood, remained listless and slovenly until she finally became interested.

She raised her head, revealing her face beneath the hood. No outsider would ever guess that the Silver Scholar of the Imperial Temple Academy was actually a young girl who had just come of age.

Her eyes were droopy, and she always looked like she had just woken up and had no energy.

Overly pale skin can give the impression of being unhealthy.

A wisp of purple energy flew out from Mien's energy storage ring, rose high, and then fell down, approaching Hein.

Hein's eyes and mouth widened, and he couldn't help but reach out to grab it.

Mien managed to pull back a few points in time, leaving Hein with no chance.

It looks like someone is teasing a cat with a cat toy.

Seeing this, Hein was not angry and shrank back onto the stool. It seemed that Mien had done this to her more than once.

"You'll come with me to the 'Sacred Core' laboratory in a little while."

Upon hearing this, Hein chuckled, but his voice sounded more like a "squeak" or "chirp," giving him an evil look.

Her hands were raised in front of her chest, and because the silver scholar's robe was too big for her, only the shape of her arms could be seen through the drooping sleeves.

Lucia always felt that she was some kind of evil witch, trying to create monsters to destroy the world.

"Professor Yingli." He looked to the other side.

"My Lord," a woman in her forties replied; she was a Silver Scholar in charge of teaching and research.

Lucia felt an inexplicable fear the moment she saw her.

Yingli was dressed elegantly, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a crystal bracelet on her wrist, looking like a noblewoman.

But she always had a slightly furrowed brow and a sharp gaze, as if she had just had an argument with her husband at home.

She makes people feel like they've done something wrong just by making eye contact with her.

"You'll be in charge of Lucia."

"I understand," Professor Yingli nodded in agreement, then looked at Lucia.

Upon hearing this, Lucia instinctively looked at Professor Yingli.

The two looked at each other.

Lucia immediately noticed the impatience in Professor Yingli's eyes.

Just a fleeting glimpse.

Lucia felt an immense sense of oppression, stronger than any boss she had ever worked for.

He quickly lowered his head, his heart trembling.

"Let her grasp the basic theoretical knowledge first," Mien added.

"Yes."

"You can leave now."

Yingli stood up, and Lucia quickly followed suit.

He kept his head down the whole time, not daring to look directly at the terrifying person in front of him.

Yingli gave her a disapproving look and then took her away.

Mien, however, did not seem to care at all.

Then, remembering something, he said, "Oh right, arrange for her to stay with Shanara."

Yingli turned around and bowed slightly in response.

As she was about to leave, Lucia couldn't help but turn back and glance at Mien one last time.

When she realized that Mien wasn't looking at her at all, she suddenly felt a sense of helplessness and loss, as if she had lost all support.

Alone, he followed instructions and walked with Yingli towards the vast teaching and dormitory area.