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Chapter 320: Purest Soul

The cavaliers inside the tent were all loyal to the gods. They had all sworn to give everything to the gods, and their willpower were all strong and firm. Despite all that, they had to move their eyes away after looking at Angela for a few seconds; they were afraid that their loyalty towards the gods will crumble if they looked at the girl for too long.

However, Balesi with the white hair and white beard acted in a surprising manner.

Ever since Angela walked in, this priest who was in his fifties stared at her directly. Different from the cavaliers who quickly looked away, Balesi’s stare was full of invasiveness. As if his eyes were two daggers, it felt like they cut open Angela and inspected her soul.

“I heard that you are having a great time talking with Mr. Kaka His Highness, and you guys already finished five big bottles of wine. Therefore, I ordered the maids to prepare a few more bottles of wine, and I also ordered the chef to cook up some delicate dishes.” Angela smiled at Fei as she explained. After that, she smiled at everyone else and told the four maids behind her to bring up the prepared items. Soon, more than a dozen dishes of delicate food were placed on the table in front of everyone.

There were actually a few more dishes in the food boxes in the maids’ hands.

These food boxes were products created by Fei when he was chilling with Angela. There were simple and basic magic arrays engraved on the inside of the boxes, and they could keep the temperature inside the box constant so food inside the boxes would be kept cold or hot. These boxes were far better than the fridges and thermal lunch boxes in Fei’s previous life.

The dishes in the boxes were ones created by Fei as well; they were dishes such as “Kung Pao Chicken” and “Double Cooked Pork”. They were all made with ingredients that were found on Azeroth Continent. Although they might not be as delicious as some of the best food in this world and they weren’t exactly like the dishes on earth, they looked special, and they were created by Fei and Angela; these dishes represented some of the sweet moments Fei and Angela had.

After Angela heard that Fei drank a lot of wine and was having a great time with the guests, she and Emma cooked these dishes and brought them here.

In Angela’s mind, since these people were Fei’s guests, they should be treated well.

As Angela was putting down the dishes, Priest Balesi’s eyes were still locked on her. His eyes were blurry since he was old, but at this moment, they were brighter than ever. Two vague silver lights dashed out of his eyes as he carefully observed Angela all around.

This kind of expression would only appear on addicted poker players who had a great hand, greedy merchants who discovered a gold mine, and a thirsty man who saw an unparalleled beauty.

“Bam!”

Both Pierce and Drogba hit the table and stood up. They sneered as they stared at Priest Balesi with anger. Their hands were already on their weapons. If this Balesi wasn’t an important figure in the Holy Church, these two would have already drawn out their swords and attacked Balesi. The fact that Balesi was looking at the future queen of Chambord in such an offensive way already triggered these warriors of Chambord.

Fei also sneered as he looked at Balesi.

He knew that this Top-Tier Priest from the Holy Church wasn’t thinking about obscenity. However, the desire in his eyes was a hundred times more terrifying than greed. As if he discovered a precious treasure, he was looking at Angela in a way that it felt like Angela was no longer a human but an item to him.

Fei instantly lost all respect he had towards this elder. He sneered again and turned around as he stared at Kaka who was sitting in front of him.

Kaka obviously didn’t expect this as well. He frowned and coughed. “Teacher,” he reminded Balesi with a quiet voice.

Kaka was quiet and gentle with his tone, but it felt like his words carried an indescribable magic. Like the eruption of a volcano, it was able to wake up people who had fallen asleep for numerous year.

Fei was a little shocked. Kaka definitely used a special technique…… This [God’s Favorite Child] wasn’t as simple as he seemed.

“Your Highness…… Oh, my apologies……” Balesi’s body shivered a little as he moved his eyes off of Angela.

This white-haired elder looked at Kaka and smiled; as he nodded his head, a strange light appeared in his eyes. After that, he smiled at Fei. The smile was so bright that it seemed like he wasn’t sorry about his rude behavior at all. Soon, his eyes went back to Angela as he continued to observe and nod repeatedly.

After seeing this rude act again, people like Drogba could no longer hold back the anger. They shouted and was able to draw their weapons. However, Fei lightly waved his hand. These guys sat back down unwillingly as they still stared at Balesi angrily.

Balesi didn’t care about the reaction of Chambord at all.

The silver lights in his eyes finally disappeared. He slowly stood up and walked to Fei in his simple and crude shoes. He pointed at Angela and asked: “I don’t mean to offend you, but do you mind if I ask what is this girl’s identity at Chambord?”

Although the words were humble, the haughty and demanding tone of Balesi wasn’t hidden at all.

Of course, a bit of hostility could be sensed from it as well.

Fei sneered as he grabbed onto Angela’s hand. Instead of answering Balesi, he looked up at the roof of the tent and remained silent.

The king already hated this priest who left a good impression at first. Although this priest was acting in a humble manner, the haughty and high-up aura on him made the king really uncomfortable. If he was sure of Balesi’s strength and wasn’t afraid of the Holy Church’s power, the king might have already attacked.

“I’m Angela, and I’m Alexander His Majesty’s fiancée.” Angela smiled and answered for Fei.

She knew who these guests were; the power and the strength of the Holy Church were so famous that they suppressed a lot of powerhouses like an unclimbable mountain. Angela knew why Fei was angry, and she was happy that he wanted to protect her. Since she didn’t want her lover to stand on the wrong side of the Holy Church because of her, she answered proactively.

“Oh, so you must be the future queen of Chambord.” Priest Balesi didn’t mind Fei’s cold treatment. He nodded his head and asked with a smile: “If you don’t mind me asking, have Your Highness ever cultivated warrior energy or magic energy?”

“No.”

Balesi’s eyes got even brighter after hearing this answer.

“Thank the gods! A Saintess endowed by the heaven…… I just used my [Godly Eyes] and discovered that you have a soul that is like the purest crystal; it has no flaws. I can’t even believe it! The purest soul ever existed! I have served the gods for more than half of my life, and it is my first time to meet someone like you, Your Highness. With your talent and conditions, you are the best candidate to cultivate the Holy Power of the Holy Church. Are you willing to join the Shrine Choir?”

What Balesi said shocked a lot of people.

Purest soul?

Shrine Choir?

As Fei was shocked, he quickly went through his memories and tried to find the meaning of these words.

According to the documentation in the Royal Library of Chambord, the Holy Church claimed that they could communicate with the gods and ask the gods to grant miracles. In the long history of Azeroth, miracles did take place several times.

It was heard that only the people with the purest souls were able to communicate with the gods, understand the will of the gods, and represent the gods. Also, it seemed like the people with the purest souls were all women; virgins to be exact. After these virgins were selected to join Shrine Choir on the Holy Mountain, they would receive mysterious training, receive various educations, read godly literature, and get to know everything about the gods. After that, they would open themselves up to the gods, use their purest souls to communicate with the gods, and pass down the gods’ wills to the people in this world.

In the end, the Holy Church would select one or a few women to be the Saintess or Saintesses of the Church. They would be the ones who actually represented the gods, and they would be the people who were only just below the Pope but were above everyone else.

Every year, the Holy Church would select women with pure souls and send them to the local choirs in their home countries to receive the basic education about the gods.

Among tens of thousands of women in the Choirs, only ten would be lucky enough to be selected by the gods. They would be invited to the Holy Mountain to join the Shrine Choir. The women who were not selected weren’t allowed to go home or marry other people. They were all sent to local monasteries as they would become nuns and continue to serve the gods.

Of course, that was what happened on the surface.

Actually, a lot of beautiful nuns were sent to influential figures as presents. On this continent, a lot of noblemen were honored to have a concubine who was a part of the Choir. This was similar to how rich men in Fei’s previous life liked to play around with celebrities and supermodels.

In a story that was well known to everyone, a young and brave nobleman was crazy over love. He and a girl who was selected to go to the Shrine Choir ran away, and he was envied by numerous men on the continent. Of course, the story didn’t end well. The nobleman, the girl, and their families were all killed by the Holy Church who was infuriated by this. Their corpses were all thrown to the wild and became food for beasts and birds. They all died with no dignity.

However, there were a lot of women who were more ambitious than men.

To women who wanted power and fame, becoming a part of the Choirs, going to the Holy Mountain, receiving supreme power, communicating to the gods, and becoming a representative of the gods and a Saintess was a shortcut. Therefore, there were a lot of women who wanted to go down that path, just like how girls wanted to marry the emperor to become powerful and influential.

The only sacrifice they needed to make was simple yet horrible depending on who you ask – never get married and stay as a virgin.

What disappointed Balesi was that Angela wasn’t one of those ambitious women. The future queen of Chambord declined the invitation immediately. “I’m sorry, Mr. Priest. Although I worship the gods, I’m already engaged with the king of Chambord. I don’t want to become a nun,” she said.