The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 488 - 283: Fate’s Gambler
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As dusk enveloped and the ambiguous, hazy moonlight climbed the edges of the Imperial Capital, the church city was shrouded in the wavering moonlight. With the night gradually progressing, the moonlight grew increasingly bright, casting a layer of white frost on every glass prism of the third largest church's dome.
Tonight was destined to be an unforgettable night for the Church, and even for all the citizens of Farol.
Even years later, when they and their descendants mentioned this night, everything seemed vividly clear.
They would remember that frost-like moonlight, remember every piece of glass in the church reflecting the light, remember the sycamore leaves drifting in the wind in the church square... and the four vivid, bright red characters at the very center of the square—
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The Child of the Curse, An Su, had defeated Prince Cersei, a Saint, and captured first place. This was already an unimaginable, unbelievable miracle, but it somewhat paled in comparison to [Unrated].
Being unrated was a rating in itself.
Whether it was the centenarians of the Imperial Capital who had witnessed countless legendary journeys, or the well-informed local nobility, even the clerics and priests within the Seven Great Churches, none had ever seen such an evaluation by the stars.
How could it be unrated....
The system created by the Church using taxpayers' money was meant for ratings; yet it became unrated at An Su... What had he done in the Nether World?
It couldn't possibly be that the boy had hacked the examination system, could it?
The priests simultaneously harbored this ridiculous idea, then immediately shook their heads, dismissing the possibility.
They continued reading,
Setting aside the unrated... these four eye-catching words, An Su's other records were also extravagantly opulent, to an unbelievable extent.
Firstly, a score of sixty-five, just five points shy of a perfect score, the highest among all saints, surpassing the Princess' score of sixty.
If only that were all, the key was, despite An Su having the highest overall score, he had completed the fewest worlds, just three!
Three worlds, sixty-five points, averaging nearly twenty-two points per world.
The general public might not fully understand the absurdity of these results, but the clerics who acted as examiners clearly understood the value of this score.
Because the perfect score for three worlds was only thirty. An Su achieving such high scores meant that he had exceeded by thirty-five additional points, and there was only one possibility for that.
That was the uncontrollable Azure Witch, the projection of the last saintess from the Life Ecclesia, the most evil witch in the world, personally subdued by An Su, a boy not yet at the Fifth Tier.
Thinking of this, many Radiant Priests had complex expressions; even in their current positions and ranks, none could match that witch and would likely have been sacrificed just by a glance of her 'Azure Magic Eye'.
Subduing the most evil witch—even just an uncontrollable projection—was enough to be recorded in books as a great achievement. An Su, at just sixteen, had this achievement under his belt, ensuring his future career path would be incredibly smooth.
While astonished by An Su's performance, the clerics of the Radiant Holy See also fell into a state of regret and remorse, especially those from the Imperial Capital who were contemporaries of An Su. They regretted their past prejudices.
If they had known An Su was so capable, they should not have viewed his origins with bias and should have recognized his value. As righteous saints of the Radiance, they should have supported each other. If they had known—
They would have bet everything on An Su's victory!
What were the odds tonight for An Su and the Princess....
One to ten, one to twenty?
All the righteous Radiant Saints showed a look of despair; they thought they had a guaranteed win, this wasn't even a gamble, it was investing. They had bet their several years' salary and family fortunes on the Princess as an investment, but now it was all lost.
Was this a rigged match?
They dropped their prejudiced views and regarded An Su genuinely, feeling that the boy was entirely capable of such an act.
Some saints even started to suspect that this newcomer from the frontier and Prince Cersei had colluded, cheating on the exam to make money from betting, splitting the money thirty-seventy after the match. If it were more heinous, during the exam spanning seven worlds, the Princess would lose 0:7 at her home ground in the Imperial Capital.
Try explaining that to me.
If it were not for the Princess' good reputation and the fact that a major event had genuinely occurred in the Nether World, the Church wouldn't risk such a scandal, but they might really have believed it.
They deeply realized now that losing everything was also a kind of dawn.
"Dawn! The affairs of the Radiant Saints, can you really call it losing everything?" The Dawn Saints murmured, following with some half-understood remarks, like 'Losing everything is a special form of dawn,' & 'Dawn Saintess did it too.'
No matter what, tonight was destined to be a stormy night.
Since the ranking was announced, an unprecedented, spectacular Flying Magic performance was set to take place; surveying the surrounding citizens and even saints crying bitterly, despairing, and writhing in turmoil, the undercover Chaotic Witches lurking within the Imperial Capital all showed expressions of admiration and awe.
Being able to witness such a spectacle, even dying would be worth the price of admission.
"So that's how it is! This is the grand plan of Chaotic Ladder Brother!"
