How to get Justina an official position—no, an official divine authority.
That was the question.
"You Holy Light Pantheon people," Jia Xiu asked, propping up his chin before a thick illustrated guide to divine genealogies, "don't you have something like an exam for becoming official?"
"How could that be possible? It'd be far too careless if the chance to become a god depended on an exam."
Justina immediately rejected the idea.
In truth, she was already very satisfied with the current situation—she had received an unprecedented amount of faith.
Though most of it did not come from particularly devout believers, and they might well forget the image of the Radiant Knight in the future, as long as one in ten remembered her—no, as long as one in a hundred did—it would still be an epic-level improvement for her.
As for whether she could become a complete god, of course she wanted to. But there was no need to rush.
She could wait slowly and seek a better opportunity. In any case, she had waited long enough already; she did not mind waiting this little bit longer.
To be fair, there were quite a few veteran demigods in the Holy Light Pantheon who had waited even longer than she had.
Among her peers, she was considered young.
Jia Xiu sighed. "Let's think about it this way. Without a clear promotion process like an exam, you can only wait for other gods to fall, or use whatever means necessary to seize other divine authorities. Isn't that an even more careless approach? And no matter how you look at it, this method intensifies conflict terribly. If there weren't powerful external enemies, the various religions would definitely be mortal enemies. Suppose one sect eventually achieved a grand unification of divine authority—then that sect would