Joshua had Lloydel undergo tests in other areas as well. In the end, he concluded that whether it was singing, painting, or acting, Lloydel was an exceptionally rare good-for-nothing.
By the end of the tests, Lloydel's self-esteem was on the verge of collapse. Since coming to the mortal world, she seemed not to have experienced a single thing that had gone her way.
"Didn't you hire her to write code for you?"
Ciri had finished class by then. She stood outside the Hall of Silence, looking at the God of Order, Lloydel, who was sitting inside.
It was lunchtime. Now that Lloydel had a flesh-and-blood body, she naturally needed to eat, so Joshua had the kitchen make her a bowl of fried rice.
As it turned out, while the goddess ate fried rice in the Hall of Silence, whether because it was too delicious or because she had too many worries, she could not stop her tears.
Fortunately, Tylinn stayed by her side and kept trying to comfort her. But whenever Lloydel thought of the followers Tylinn had, she cried even harder.
When Ciri arrived outside the Hall of Silence after class, she had thought they were filming some kind of "food movie."
"The efficiency of gathering followers this way may not be as fast as becoming an actress or singer. She's basically a walking World Tree now, so I need her to learn how to expand her own following."
Thinking about it carefully, all three World Trees Joshua had now were essentially capable of expanding their own followers, though most did so through being actors and singers.
Lloydel's talents doomed her to become a... programmer.
"Aren't you holding some kind of exhibition? How about having this God of Order make some interesting games for the displays?" Ciri said.
"That's