The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 492 - 283: Miss Enya: No Cause for Concern_2

"How long have you been here?" An Su hadn’t expected Enya to be so close to him.

After he had fallen asleep, his perception had decreased.

"About... half an hour, an hour?" Enya calmly tilted her head, "I ate breakfast here."

Don’t eat breakfast in bed. An Su sighed helplessly.

Miss Enya tilted her head again; she pointed with her slender forefinger to a red spot on her cheek, "Can you stop playing... You can come back and play more at night."

"Your father, Lord Karlo, has arrived in the Imperial Capital, and he wants you to roll down there to find him immediately after you wake up. His letter stressed that his news was not among the last five bits; the Magic Association also requests your immediate presence in Heaven, where Bishop Merlin wishes to discuss the property rights issues of the Nether World with you. He asks if you could return the examination venue to him, or if not, rent it to him as a concession."

She recited all the letters.

"And your brothers...letters from Arthur and Lister..." Miss Enya paused and frowned, "They didn’t write anything significant, the letter is covered in blood, and only on the stamp is written in blood ’big brother... save me....’"

"What brothers... I only have sisters," An Su shook his head, "I’m not familiar with them. It must be a scam."

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If they had been kidnapped by Esoteric Sect Followers, An Su might have been overjoyed and gladly gone to aid his "good brothers."

If their father had kidnapped them, he wouldn’t dare to show himself. A half-demigod like Annand from upstairs was ten times more terrifying than any Esoteric Sect Followers.

"...Princess of the Golden Kite, on behalf of the Royal Family, has sent you a card and condolence Golden Kite petals," Enya continued, "She congratulates you on achieving first place in her letter and indicates she will meet you again... This must be spam, I’ll throw it away for you first."

An Su nodded in agreement

"There’s also the Church," Enya turned to the last page, frowning again.

"Since you achieved first place, according to the rules, the First Deacon will add a new ’Divine-given Title.’ Please arrive on time at six o’clock tonight at the ’Ceremony Hall’ of the Third Cathedral, to participate in the coronation ceremony hosted by the Saintess."

Enya pulled out one notification after another from the mailbox by the door, diligently reporting today’s major itinerary.

Although she spoke about each matter in a flat tone, these were incredible occurrences in the life of a typical saint.

Let’s not worry about those two old farts from the border and Heaven, nor those two swindlers claiming to be his brothers for now,

First was the gift from Cersei—the Golden Kite flower.

It was not just a personal gift but a bright gift representing the Royal Family. Importantly, the Golden Kite flower has significant meaning within the Milton Royal Family where it cannot be cultivated by non-royal members unless actively gifted by the Royal Family as a national gift; and those noble enough to receive such a gift must hold at least a marquis or bishop’s secular rank.

For An Su to receive such a highly rated gift implied a deeper meaning. It could be seen as the Royal Family extending an olive branch to An Su.

Besides that was the last letter, which was even more advantageous.

’Divine-given Title.’

It was a blessing given by the gods based on the saints’ performances.

An Su already had three Divine-given Titles, ’Rising Star,’ ’Gradual East Dawn,’ and ’Order’s Starlight,’ all acquired when he was at the medium or low tier, which were barely effective against slightly high-tier enemies and had gradually become inadequate for the environment,

The use of the Divine-given Title did not consume magic power and was more cost-effective than magic.

It was time for An Su to possess a high-tier Divine-given Title.

According to the letter, it seemed that Cersei would be presiding over the ceremony... An Su gave a wry smile helplessly; he really didn’t want to clash with this mad woman.

He didn’t want to get out of bed.

"One last thing, you specifically instructed me yesterday, regardless of anything, to remind you: you have an important matter to handle today, and you cannot afford to be late."

"So you should get up now," Miss Enya stated calmly.

An Su touched his forehead, dealing with the pit he had dug for himself.

He indeed had instructed Enya to remind him yesterday, though she wasn’t aware of the specifics as she had only been lurking in An Su’s shadow for a short while.

After all, he had been late too many times before, reflecting on it, once late in the border city, and once when the Chaotic Frontier was recruiting... this matter indeed couldn’t surpass three.

He stood up from the bed, took the white shirt and the formal saint outfit handed over by Miss Maid, buttoning up every button of the shirt, and then donned the saint outfit.

— Even though there was one final test left, An Su’s actual Rank was already that of a Deacon; it was just that his Deacon uniform was still being made.

After all, this test had taken on too many holy legendary traits: whether it was the loss of control of Nether World, forcing all examinees to withdraw, the coming of the Azure Sorceress’ projection, or An Su’s unprecedented ’ungradable’ status, all indicated that this test could not be judged by regular standards.

The difficulty of this test also far exceeded that of a typical deacon advancement exam.

For extraordinary circumstances, extraordinary judgments were necessary. After overnight meetings, the authorities decided that the top five of this contest would advance directly from saints to deacons, and the originally scheduled third final test would be postponed and combined with the immediate ’Priest examination.’ Both tests were merged into one, costing the expenses of one for the benefit of two.

So if An Su simply passed the third test, he would be directly promoted to ’Priest.’