Chapter 241 (1): Corridor of Nightmares x Unfilial Son
The Holy Maiden selection was more relaxed than Wayne thought it would be. Every day, he either trained or got punished by Veronica; every now and then, he would visit their neighbors and give Alex a good beating.
Alex was beyond resigned. He couldn’t beat his younger sister or Wayne, while Veronica never gave him the time of day. His already brooding face now seemed etched with all the misery in the world. He felt like he was falling into a depression.
On March twelfth, the first round of selection officially commenced, saving Alex from the torment.
Four days ago, mages sent by the headquarters had conducted construction in front of the number four and number eight mansions overnight, making a real ruckus. After repeated testing in the afternoon, they confirmed that the portal was functioning without issue.
It took headquarters four days to begin the first round of selection. Setting aside whether Wayne ever intended to become the Anointed One, he would’ve lost his patience even if he had wanted to win.
The higher-ups of the headquarters were too inefficient. Were Wayne the Pope, he would’ve had the candidates get changed and walk on a runway. Whoever scored the highest would be the Holy Maiden. The whole process would take no more than three days.
Then he would provide bedside instruction and explain the script to her at night, tapping into her acting potential to broaden her range. That would give the church a qualified Holy Maiden!
It would be easy, taking no more than half a year.
Unfortunately, communication technology was not yet advanced enough, or Pope Wayne would’ve invited the public to participate in the selection, allowing all registered followers to vote. That would be a grand event that made Nature’s two allies, Sun and Moonlight, pale in comparison.
Despite his grievances, Wayne knew that it had taken this long because the higher-ups were testing the candidates’ resourcefulness. The Holy Maiden could be eye candy, but not an idiot.
It was intentional for four candidates to live in two neighboring mansions, and the candidates had to make an important decision between taking out the rivals they knew the most or forming an alliance to overcome difficulties together.
The portal came alive. On the other side was the Corridor of Nightmares. Standing before it, Wayne spoke with his lips parted but not moving, “Stick to the plan. I want to see your nightmare. We must find out more about the curse of dragon blood, so you can’t follow the walkthrough for this round.”