"We care for the church for many years, no new priests have appeared. The church academy recruits students. If someone can enter the church academy, we will have a new priest in the past few years. Such a precious opportunity actually makes you give yourself an apprentice in the Herbs!" The priest Oran said with an angry look on his face.

After pausing, the priest Oran continued to say angrily: "O'Neal is the most devout believer in the church. He also has talent. He can feel divine power. He will not change his faith after being selected. You actually let the apprentice of the Herbs replace O'Neal. He has no faith yet. What if he is snatched away by other temples! We only have one place to care for the future of the church and will be ruined by your stupid decision!"

"Prince Oran, don't be angry. Too angry will blind your eyes and you will not see the truth. Silently, sit down and tell you." Raphael gently patted the ground beside him and said softly.

Although Priest Oran was angry, Priest Raphael had a high prestige in the Church of Care. Out of a moment of indignation, he knew that the church college recruited students and responded to the test quota for divine power. Because the temple of the God of Care is the smallest temple and there are few believers, there is only one quota.

But for this Moonlight City Care Church, which has not appeared for many years, the only place that was very precious was given to an apprentice of the slum herbs. After learning the news, the priest Oran broke in and questioned the priest Raphael. But when he saw Raphael's plain and stable expression, he hesitated for a moment and sat down next to Raphael.

"This is all God's will." Raphael said.

“God’s will?”

"Yes. That night, I was also injured when the believers of the Temple of Light Alliance were assassinated, very seriously injured. Do you know why I could come back alive?" Raphael asked kindly. Although the priest Oran was very rude to him and rushed in to interrupt his prayer, Raphael was still as quiet as before and said peacefully.

"It's not because your magic is powerful?" The anger on the face of Lord Oran disappeared, and you whom you were called became you.

"No. That's all God's will. If I hadn't been favored by God, I would have died." Raphael seemed to be recalling the situation that night. His voice, which was weak due to his serious injury, became more and more stable and heavy, and a divine light appeared on his face.

"God's favor?" The Lord Oran was shocked. God's favor? There were many believers of the Gods of Justice and Light that night, but not many people could survive. Lord Raphael was seriously injured, and was injured on his right chest. According to common sense, a lonely priest suffered such severe injuries and was unable to use divine magic to treat his injuries. Apart from death, Lord Oran could not think of any consequences.

But Master Raphael walked back in blood and his clothes were broken. At that time, he saw Master Raphael coming back alive, and a scabbed scar on his right chest showed the crisis that Master Raphael was in at that time. Everyone couldn't understand. How could Master Raphael use magic to heal himself after being injured in such a serious injury in the vital part of his right chest? Besides, other believers didn't know, but Master Oran knew that not all injuries could be healed through divine therapy. For example, Master Raphael's injuries should not be cured by the divine technique he could cast. It is not clear how much healing technique he needed to heal such a severe injury.

Regarding what happened that night, no matter what the believers and priests in the church asked, priest Raphael kept silent.

Now, Priest Raphael made it clear and could not help but believe it. What other reasons are there to explain besides miracles?

So Priest Raphael said that this was God's favor, and Priest Oran had no doubt at all. But what does this have to do with the admission of students by the church college?

As if he had seen what was in the mind of the Lord Oran, he smiled gently and said, "That child named Junming is the favor of God. After I came back, I thought for a long time. I thought about it when I was dying. I thought that I had heard of God's revelation and favor, so I could survive. I know that you want to strengthen our temple, but I can't think of any better choices besides that child."

"I hope you are right." Priest Oran seemed to have accepted Priest Raphael's explanation, but did not accept it all, but knew that he could not refute the fact that Priest Raphael was favored by God.

"We just need to watch quietly. Everything we do is for the glory of the goddess!" said Priest Raphael, the sacred light on his face became stronger and stronger.

Priest Oran left, and he could not convince Priest Raphael. Although he did not completely believe in the words of God's favor that Priest Raphael said, some things have been settled, Priest Oran can do nothing except get angry.

In the empty room, Priest Raphael knelt down in front of the goddess' statue again, looking at the goddess' statue devoutly, and guessed in his heart that the test of the church academy should have begun. The boy named Jun Ming didn't know what kind of performance it would be. Whether it was the favor of the goddess or his own illusion, he would soon find out.

Thinking of this, Priest Raphael felt a slight pain in the wound on his right chest, and it penetrated deep into his heart.

The pain woke up the Priest Raphael and immediately felt a little nervous. He blamed himself for his thoughts and thoughts just now, and could not have any uneasiness or doubt. The wound on his body was the best proof of the favor of the goddess.

The pious prayer sounded again, and Priest Raphael was praying that the young man named Jun Ming was the hope of caring for the church. This was the favor of the goddess, and any doubt was a blasphemy of the goddess of care.

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Jiang Junming stood in the test site of the church academy for a while, but couldn't figure out how he was recommended to take the test. In the end, he simply didn't think about anything and tried it repeatedly, but his body still had no change. On the screen of the light brain, he saw the light brain analysis, deconstruction power, and the white and black crescent moons, and he had no way to sense their existence.

I felt even more uneasy. Is it because my brain was not strong enough that my brain could not help my "receptor" sense divine power? When I thought of this, Jiang Junming sighed slightly. If the opportunity came later, when I grew up, my mental power would be better. Unfortunately, some things were not something I could decide.

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Chapter completed!