Everyone was somewhat surprised to hear this, whether they were girls participating in the Priestess Selection or guests who had come to watch the ceremony.
The theological books the Sacrificial Hall had placed before them were texts never circulated outside, unavailable even at the Divine Academy. Where had she read them?
Then people remembered that she belonged to the Priest Lineage and thought they understood. Her family learning clearly ran deep.
Mr. Xia naturally knew that was not the reason. He glanced at her unobtrusively and had the clerics fetch another theological text.
A bell rang, and ninety-nine black-haired girls and one red-haired girl opened their books at the same time, actually stirring up a breeze. It was quite a lovely sight.
The girls each read in a different way.
Jiang Yuxia turned the pages gently with her long, slender fingers, neither fast nor slow, but exceptionally steady. Mo Zhong wore a focused expression and turned the pages fastest, finishing the entire book in just a few minutes before closing her eyes to reflect. Flower Creek's eyes were wide open as she turned the pages curiously, as though she had found something fun, sometimes quickly and sometimes slowly. It was unclear whether her pace depended on how interested she was in the contents.
But however they read, the girls all paid close attention to their posture, their movements full of grace.
Who knew whether the Priestess behind the curtain in the sky was watching them?
Only Zhong Lizi was different. She turned the pages quickly enough, but the problem was that she often went back to reread earlier passages. Worry covered her pretty face.
Many people wondered whether she forgot the beginning as soon as she reached the end.
As time passed, Zhong Lizi grew increasingly anxious, and her sitting