Liz headed to the hall after breakfast in the dining room in the Second Temple.
This is now the second selection of the Virgin candidates. I just heard last night that "Whether a holy flower blossomed or not is a condition for a second selection".
(I was worried, but the flowers blossomed. Good)
When we entered the hall in a floating mood with a combined feeling of fullness, most of the candidates and priests had already gathered.
(Where is Mr. Lloyd?
Find the Cleric Lloyd. The clerics are all wearing the same blue robe and it's almost hard to tell because they have dark hair.
Then at the edge of the hall, I found Lloyd happily talking to a cleric about the same year. He laughs at each other in a way that he has broken with a slightly tall youth cleric. Surprised.
(How impatient of a person to be so close to that Lloyd)
And so on and so on and so on, the cleric Lloyd noticed Liz approaching.
"Morning. What, what's that surprised face? Now, you saw the cleric I was talking to, and you were thinking," What kind of character is that? "
"I was thinking."
"... you still don't care about me at all"
Ignoring Lloyd, who was bumping into him saying that he shouldn't be more respectful because he was a senior cleric for once, he looked at the holy trees lined up in rows all the way between the walls.
In front of eleven trees with colorful flowers, armed clerics keep an eye on him with a rugged face, as usual.
(Doesn't look like such a dangerous flower though)
None of them are particularly uncomfortable and even normal flowers. If you look at Liz's unusually large white flowers, which are about three times the size of the other flowers, and the black flowers of the sorcerer's daughter. Still, if you divide the two into large parts, it is the normal flower category "Hanchu".
"That's big," Lloyd, standing next to him, said as he was impressed when he saw Liz's flowers.
"I knew the tree itself was big and the flowers were big. But I was worried, but I'm glad the flowers blossomed properly."
I'm surprised you were worried about me, and I keep an eye on Liz.
"That's really rude."
Lloyd flashed his face.
"I'm the one who brought Liz here. But, well, you passed this selection because the flowers blossomed. Easy win, easy win"
The two of us look at each other and laugh at each other casually with Ahaha.
So the clergyman came into the hall with your clergyman.
"Good morning, everyone. Now we're going to make a second selection."
Starting - in front of everyone with the word, suddenly Liz's flowers withered.
""... what?
I don't know what happened, but Liz and Lloyd have the same voices.
Liz's bright white petals brown and squeeze dirty as she looks at them. Botton while everyone is distracted by not knowing what's going on! The wreckage of the flower, Zanka, fell to the floor unharmed by the ominous sound of
"" Yes!?
Liz and Lloyd raise their voices unexpectedly.
(Why? You're lying!?
"Hey, all of a sudden the flowers are dead!
"You were blooming normally until just now! But wait. If the flowers were blooming, they would pass, wouldn't they? Did you mean Liz didn't pass...?
At the heart of the deliberate candidates, there is Natalie, a hissing daughter with worrying cheeks, and Grace, the Duke's Lady, who frowns but shines her eyes.
(Stop it. I'm not kidding you for failing. Why all of a sudden?)
When Liz blued, suddenly, the clergyman's sharp voice echoed throughout the hall.
"Everybody, evacuate now! Get out of the hall!
(Ha!?
The air strained all at once. In a state of urgency, the stern-faced clerics try to cover the candidates and forcibly take them out the door.
"What? What is it!?
"What do you mean? Why should I run away!?
"Fine, we'll talk later! Get the fuck out of here!
In the midst of being taken out in a dough state, a corner of Liz's vision, which managed to turn around, showed the priests surrounding Liz's holy tree after the flowers withered and fell.
The heavy doors in the hall closed. Candidates gathered in the hallway look anxious or unconvinced.
The chief cleric struck me differently and smiled like nothing had happened.
"I'm sorry about all of a sudden. Then the location has changed, but let's say we make a second selection as planned."
It's not! and all eleven candidates should have thought.
"Dear Cleric!
It was the Duke's Lady Grace who raised her voice.
"Before that, I'd like you to explain why you had to leave the hall. And although none of the absurd things that the Chief Cleric said were" edible "or" harmful "bloomed. They were normal flowers."
"I got out of the hall just in case. Plus half of what you said about flowers being dangerous is a lie. I wanted to make sure that I was sure that I would always be a Virgin, without fear of suggesting that my life was in danger. They didn't run away and blossomed properly.
The second selection is here. Eleven of us, all of us, will pass. "
Grace's faintly dangerous voice echoed when Liz was horrified that it was good for now to laugh satisfactorily at the clergyman.
"Is Liz passing, too? I did bloom once, but it withered off earlier. If the flower that is worthy of him blooms, I wonder if the withering of the flower indicates his qualities."
Grace sees Liz without changing her expression. Liz also looked back decently. The two glances meet.
Sometimes I am a bad noble lady, but I feel restless remembering the Duke of Eigner.
The clergyman watched the Liz slowly with one hand his thin chin.
"The fact that the flowers have withered means that they have come to fruition. I told you when I first gave you the holy seed." It sprouts, flowers bloom, and fruits ". The most dangerous and unpredictable is not the flower but the fruit, which is also the contents of the fruit.
I lied beforehand that 'the flowers are dangerous' for that reason, and yet I have ascertained whether you will stand up to them or their determination. That's why I gathered holy trees in the hall to keep an eye on them. It's too late for fruit. "
Behind the candidates, convinced that it was so, the hall door narrowly opened. A priest on guard shows his face and whispers something in the ear of the chief priest.
"Right, good luck. Open the door."
The candidates, who glanced inside the hall intrigued, screamed in unison.
"" What, that!
The Liz tree surrounded by priests had white fruit after the flowers fell. Plus, it's already grown about the size of Liz's face.
Actually, it was shaking even though there was no sawasawa and wind. It's as if you have your own will.
"Liz Stefan"
When the clergyman called his name and turned to him with surprise, "Yes," he had a serious face there as harsh as the clergyman.
"The holy tree that has grown so much seems to be the first since the selection of the Virgin began in this Astorian country. That much fruit also comes. Something terribly big was born - no, it could come out. Be careful."
I slapped Pong and Liz on the shoulder so the chief cleric could work.
"... Careful, how can I be careful?
The chief cleric laughs ambiguously without answering, pompous! and wanted Liz's shoulder even stronger.
Apparently I don't know how to be careful.
(What do you want me to do...)
Behind Liz, staring even at Sawasawa, Sawasawa and the moving white fruit, the Duke's Lady Grace was biting her lips tight and tight.
After the selection, Hiccup daughter Natalie was called to Grace's room.
"What can I do for you?
It was only when Natalie, the three baroness of the clumsy family, was chosen as a candidate for the Virgin that she could speak so much with Grace, the Duke's Lady. I sincerely appreciate it.
Grace had the usual graceful grin. Luxurious dresses and their stunning outfits, glossy ways of speaking and modus operandi, all the more so.
Grace was Natalie's longing.
"You know, Natalie, it's just here. The clergyman said Liz's holy fruit was too big to be safe. But removing the fruit can only be done by those of us who have holy power. I'm the daughter of the Duke of Eigner family, so these stories come to my ear.
So I want one of the candidates to take away Liz's fruit, and I think Natalie, the first to blossom, deserves it. "