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

Lucia's steps became confident and firm. She met their gazes coldly, then haughtily turned her head away.

Little did they know that this action and expression caused the students on both sides to gasp in shock.

"Is this the legendary Lucia-senpai?"

"As expected of the chosen saintess, she has such presence and charm!"

Under admiring gazes, Lucia and Mien walked up to the five members of the Church of Life.

The saintess at the front, her eyes filled with gratitude, smiled and nodded in greeting.

"Saint Sylvia of the Church of Life, representing the Goddess of Life, welcomes the Chief Scholar of the Academy and the Saintess of Light."

The two returned the greeting respectfully.

"Thank you for your welcome," Mien asked softly, "Where is Bishop Fabian?"

Sylvia's face showed apology:

"His Excellency the Bishop went to the palace early this morning and was unable to come to greet us in person. I have to come on your behalf. I hope you will understand."

"I see..." Mien replied meaningfully, "It's alright."

Looking at Sylvia, Lucia felt a strange sense of warmth and familiarity well up inside her.

Perhaps it was because the two were of similar age and were both saints of the same sect.

Seeing those bullies on both sides, I naturally felt a pang of sympathy.

Lucia now possesses the ability to feel pity and compassion for others.

The three walked into the Church of Life side by side.

Upon seeing Phil and Rachel's men, Sylvia looked embarrassed.

"It's a bit of an inconvenience for you two to participate in such a ceremony."

Mien didn't even glance at them, treating them like trash, and laughed heartily, "It's alright."

Everyone from the Academy of Scholars and the Church of Life followed the three and entered the church one after another.

"May I ask you, Your Excellency, what is the purpose of Bishop Fabian's work?"

After being isolated from external surveillance, Mien asked.

Sylvia lowered her gaze and spoke softly, but a hint of worry lingered in her eyes:

"It was Bishop Phil who invited him. He came several times recently to discuss something with Bishop Fabian."

It was around that time that Imperial Army soldiers and Vatican personnel began to gather outside the church.

This morning, Bishop Fabian was formally invited to attend a high-level meeting.

"What kind of meeting?" Mien pressed further.

Sylvia sighed: "I don't know the specifics, I only know it's about war."

Mien nodded knowingly and smiled, "The Holy Maiden is very sincere to us."

Sylvia paused for a moment, then smiled wryly and said, "The Church of Life has nothing to hide."

Mien smiled.

The group walked up to the high platform in the center of the church, where the students watched them with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

Mien skillfully led Lucia through the initiation ceremony.

Amidst the devout praises of the crowd, the ceremony officially ended, and a few low cheers rang out from the departing crowd.

Even marginalized churches have secured a stable job.

After the perfect curtain call, Sylvia and the others gratefully thanked everyone from the Academy.

We were just about to see them off.

Mien said to Sylvia in a low voice:

"The Holy Maiden of Light and I have some matters that require your assistance."

Mien's smile was genuine; he knew Bishop Fabian, who was also a kind old man.

Mien will not and need not resort to underhanded tactics when dealing with these kind people.

Sylvia was somewhat surprised, but quickly understood what Mien meant.

She said to the person next to her:

"I have some academic matters to discuss with you two, so I'll trouble you to receive our distinguished guests, Mien."

After saying that, he led Mien and the other two to the bishop's office inside.

It was very similar to Mien's office, with three walls covered with books.

"My lord, is there anything I can do to help?"

"Regarding the Life Cult within the Sestan Empire."

Sylvia showed no shock whatsoever, as if it were nothing taboo.

"What would you like to know?"

How much do you know about the history of the Life Church's split?

Sylvia stroked her chin and pondered for a moment:

"I only know that it split up a few hundred years ago, but the specific time and circumstances are unclear."

She pointed to the wall to the side:

"But Bishop Fabian may have relevant records about this matter, which you may consult at your leisure."

Looking at the mountain of books, Mien felt a sense of familiarity: "Won't Bishop Fabian mind?"

"This place was originally intended as a reception area for the public, and perhaps no one else is interested in it except you."

Mien smiled and, without further ado, walked to the middle of the three walls. Blue spiritual magic surged from his robe, covering them.

Mien closed his eyes and quickly reviewed and flipped through them with extremely high mental strength; this was the talent that had earned him the top position.

A few beads of sweat rolled down his neck.

Lucia stared blankly, thinking that if she had this ability, she could probably cram the theoretical exam into ten days.

About half an hour later, the light outside the window dimmed again as it was blocked by the leaves.

The blue magic gradually faded and returned to Mien's body. After his brain worked at high speed, he opened his eyes wearily.

After a careful examination, Mien's eyes darkened.

His heart grew even heavier.

After reviewing the church's internal historical records, he became even more certain that the history of the Church of Life had been edited.

After comparing it with the history of the mainland in my mind, there were obviously several places that did not match, and historical breaks appeared.

The tailor's approach was simple and brutal: invent history.

Among the obviously contradictory accounts, Mien discovered that these events all subtly reflected the events of the last few decades.

The phenomena and items that have emerged over the past few decades have filled the gaps left by the past.

All of this naturally points to one person: Emperor Lyonte.

A shadow fell over Mien's face.

Ryente was in power for over sixty years, which fully covers this period.

Why?

All the perplexing thoughts come back to this question: What exactly is Lane's purpose?

If there was a plan, why exile himself for over a decade, weakening his political power and prestige within the empire?

And why did he suddenly appear at the height of Rachel and Phil's competition, pointing his finger at one side of the scale?

It couldn't possibly be really to support Rachel, could it?

Whether Rachel believes it or not, Mien certainly doesn't believe it; only a fool would believe it.

Without understanding Lane's objectives, it is impossible to assess the current situation, making progress extremely difficult.

Mien now has only one clue: the Sestan Empire and the Life Cult within it.

He sighed: It seems I have no choice but to go.

"Did this help you?" Sylvia asked.

Mien smiled and nodded:

"There are some records here that are not found in the Academy of Scholars, which are very helpful."

Sylvia smiled.

"That's great."

As the three were preparing to leave, Sylvia noticed that the branches outside the window were still blocking the sunlight, making the room dark.

Sylvia frowned slightly, and before leaving the house, she summoned a wisp of light green magic that floated towards the branches and leaves outside the window.

Enveloped in emerald green, the trees seemed to sway faintly like tender buds, and the whole tree shone like unpolished jade.

Then, as if obeying Sylvia's command, it swayed its hips, letting the sunlight into the room, making it bright and cheerful again.

Sylvia smiled with satisfaction and left with the two of them after finishing her work.

Mien and Lucia were amazed. Was this the power of the life faith? In the hands of the saintess, it displayed an even more extraordinary performance.

Thinking of this, Mien's steps gradually slowed down.

So much so that they stood frozen in place.

Sylvia and Lucia looked back in confusion.

"But why are they different?"

Mien secretly probed the life energy within his storage ring.

It is clearly different from Sylvia's life energy.

The magic she used was more refined, radiating the boundless life force bestowed by the goddess of life, bursting forth with vitality.

Why have I never heard of this situation before?

Will the power of faith wielded by the saintess be purer and stronger?

Why doesn't Lucia have it?