Chapter 63: Side Story: Heroes 3

“The Eliah I know might be quite different from the one you know. I said she was a game character after all.” I began to explain some of what I knew about her game character. A couple of times he would raise his brow and drink the tea on the table. When I finished he sat there in thought for a moment. “Thank you, this is very helpful information. You truly must be a saint.”

“I am no saint. Can I leave and join my classmates now?” He nodded his head. “Very well, I suspect that they are currently being pointed to their rooms. Allow me to guide you to the room you will be staying in.” We walked down the hallway that was painted in white with gold trimming. Several of the lion's heart banners hung from the wall. I already hated my brothers guild, but now I was starting to hate it even more. The people of this Leo kingdom were so blatantly racist. If Eliah was alive in this world, then I wouldn’t fight her. If anything, I would want to form another fan club here and somehow get rid of this church.

I was led to a grand room down the hallway from the others. Even the bed here had blankets embroidered with that dreaded symbol. The bed was much more massive than I was expecting. He let me off at my room and gave me a smile before leaving. I took a seat at the bedside table. There was some sort of holy book on the table as well as a pen and a notebook.

I took the notebook and started writing. “Day 1 of summoning. It appears that we were summoned into the same or a similar world as TOFO. The church here holds power, and they are blatantly racist against beastkin. For now, I will just observe the world around me. Then I will see if I can do anything.” I wrote in Spanish just in case anyone came to read my writing. I didn’t know if the people here knew Spanish, but it was better than not doing anything. I know they have some sort of translation magic. They used it on us after all, but I hoped they wouldn’t use that to peer at a girl's diary.

The next day came by pretty quickly, and we were currently in a large classroom. Even my teacher was sitting in one of the chairs for students. At the head of the classroom was some sort of silver ball with golden patterns on it. The priest at the front of the classroom spoke to all of us.

“This ball will measure your magic aptitude. Come to the front as I call your name.” He began to rattle off names, and when someone would touch the ball it would light up with varying levels of brightness. The colors transmitted from the glow of the ball would also be different. I imagined that the brightness level was the magic talent, and the colors would be something like their affinity. The priest would hand the person a card with information on it after they touched the ball. 

When it finally got to be my turn, I walked to the front of the classroom nervously. When I touched the ball it lit up brighter than everyone before me, and the color pattern was like a rainbow. The priest looked shocked before nodding his head like it was understandable. He handed me a card, and I grasped it firmly. When I went back to my seat I studied the card.

{Magic Power: Divine, Magic Affinity: All}

As I sat there looking stupefied, I realized that the classmates around me were all looking over my shoulder trying to get a glance at the card. I immediately stashed it away in the stupid robes the church had given as a change of clothes. Our entire class looked like we were now a part of the church with the robes. Our robes were embroidered with that dreaded symbol on the shoulder.

The priest began to explain about classes. We would all be given classes by the church. He said that the highest class someone would be given is a saint, and for some reason he smiled and looked at me while saying that. I didn’t want to be a saint for this shitty church. No wait! I thought about it, and this was actually a good idea. I imagine the saint would have access to all of the church's secrets. 

The priest started telling people their classes one by one if they had magic talent. If they didn’t then they would be training with the paladins in swordsmanship. When he finally got to me, I gulped. I already knew what he was going to tell me, but I wanted to cover my ears. “Your class is saint! This is a joyous occasion Emily! You truly are blessed by the gods! I wouldn’t have believed it if it hadn’t happened in this very room!” 

I wanted to protest, but this was my chance to see what this church, spawned from my brother's actions, was about. I would find out every secret of this shitty church. Then I would destroy it. They are imbeciles anyway. Didn’t they know that my brother had some people in his guild that were beastkin or elves? I wondered how the church had even reached some of its conclusions, but I would soon figure out. After destroying the church I would make my fan club a reality. 

That was what I thought, but I had know idea how I would even destroy the church. The only thing I really knew about them was that they worshiped the gods, and they were quite fanatic about it too. The other thing was their blatant discrimination, which I despised. I also hated them because they hated my idol. Eventually I will be by her side, and the fan club will be even larger in this world!

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