Chapter 52: Our Western Continent Has Its Own Saint
Feeling the disdainful gazes around her, Alice, who usually doesn’t care what others think, felt her heart heavy for the first time and couldn’t lift her head.
If it were only her, it wouldn’t matter, but now, Roy was right beside her, sharing in the criticism.
“I’m sorry, Master. I wish I could be of use too,” the Blonde Girl said, her eyes downcast and her expression dim.
“There’s nothing to apologize for,” Roy squeezed Alice’s hand secretly and flashed her a light smile, “In my eyes, Alice will always be the best.”
“Besides, the preliminaries aren’t over yet; the main event is still to come.”
Alice’s mood improved slightly as she perked up, forcing a smile.
With people from all over the world watching her, she couldn’t sulk and ruin her image, dragging Roy down with her.
And Roy wasn’t just comforting her.
He indeed had kept his trump card for the second round of the preliminaries.
The candidates for the Saint from the Eastern Continent had been building their illustrious personas since childhood, and their shining images were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people; he had heard plenty about it over the past few days.
Even though Alice had dazzled during the screening and the welcome banquet, it would only impact those present at the time.
Compared to the overwhelming propaganda from the Holy Light Church, she was still vastly inferior.
So Roy hadn’t expected much from this round.
In fact, with over ten thousand votes, Alice was already assured not to get eliminated from the trial to become a saint, meeting Roy’s minimum requirement.
It was just that some pesky flies were buzzing too loudly.
Oluoya couldn’t help but pester, “Why aren’t you speaking? Who’s worse than who now? Hmm? Who’s worse than who?”
“Spare them, would you? A plain maid and a mediocrity knight standing here is already glorious for them,” Jay chimed in mockingly, feeling that the pain from that day when Roy burned his palm and broke his wrist was finally avenged.
However, just then, the priest, who had been silent for a while, finally spoke up.
“And the last candidate for the saint, Miss Alice, she too has made considerable contributions under the guidance of the Holy Light!”
“Miss Alice has consistently ranked at the top of her class at the Academy of Magic! In the Lionheart Kingdom, she has repeatedly slain the Abyss dragons, achieving outstanding military merit! She has also faced the Necromancer faction directly twice, personally thwarting the cultists’ horrific attacks! Moreover, she accompanied the elite of the Academy to the Southern Sea Kingdom and fought against the Beasts of the Abyss, benefiting the people there!”
“Though she is just a maid, her wisdom and determination, bravery and courage are undeniable! Not only that, but she also embodies humility, never boasting about herself, instead praising the noble young master she serves—what a noble and touching soul!”
The priest became so emotional that he could barely finish.
As a seasoned high-ranking member of the Church, he was well aware of the Church’s inner workings.
Of ten rumors, nine were false, and the one remaining was so absurd that it made no sense!
But what bad intentions could a mere maid have?
From the intel he had, Alice’s experiences seemed more genuine!
Under the priest’s passionate proclamation, Alice’s votes began to soar again, the numbers jumping rapidly as they surpassed Visalia with an astonishing speed!
The usually composed Charlotte couldn’t help but exclaim loudly, “As expected of Alice!”
“What’s happening? Do you know something?” Nia asked eagerly from the side.
Charlotte smiled sweetly, “I don’t know! It must be a last-minute strategy from Roy!”
In the front row, Teresa shifted her sitting position, exuding pride as she declared, “What did I say?”
“Those two aren’t as pathetic as you thought!”
In the face of those unreasonably fast-changing numbers, even Simon looked puzzled, “Excuse me, senior, what method is this?”
Seeing the Wise Angel also adopting a humble tone, Teresa felt even better but kept a mysterious expression, saying, “Heh, I can only say you underestimate Roy too much.”
After all, she didn’t know what Roy’s so-called back-up plan actually was; otherwise, she would have flaunted it to Simon long ago.
On the altar, Alice’s eyes gradually brightened.
Did this even need to be asked? It had to be that Master did something again!
Alice looked at Roy, clenched her little fist, “As expected of Master! Now I don’t have to worry about the vote count at all.”
“Yeah.”
However, the black-haired boy stared at Alice’s exponentially increasing votes, and the corner of his eye twitched.
Wait, what the hell is going on?!
I haven’t even made my move yet; how come the little maid’s votes suddenly shot up?! Is this the potency of the main character and Destined Saintess status?!
Compared to the exaggerated stories of the other saint candidates from the Eastern Continent, the achievements the priest described were actually nothing, completely lacking competitiveness.
Ranking first in the Academy and thwarting cult schemes was impressive, but how could that compare to the blatant bragging from the Eastern Continent?
Just as Roy was baffled, in a corner of the White Harbor Chapel, two princes exchanged knowing smiles.
“Looks like our plan is working?”
“Did you need to say that? Connections are the absolute forte of the Blue Moon Trading Company!”
Indeed, it was Douglas and Jason who created this scene.
A few days ago, Roy had visited various factions, asking for their help with publicity but hadn’t held much hope.
Such promotion was merely a drop in the bucket.
Even the Sage could only hand out flyers in the Academy and spread the word that “Alice from our school is running for saint.” The Emerald Council needed not be mentioned; the elven descendants never believed in the Holy Light, and even the local churches were scarce.
Jinsha and the Southern Sea weren’t exactly loyal allies either; Roy was just satisfied if they could echo Alice’s name in the capital a couple of times.
However, in reality, after receiving Roy’s casual request that very night, Douglas and Jason sent out over ten urgent letters to high-ranking officials across the country to coordinate action.
It was time for the alliance to step in!
The saint candidate from the Eastern Continent came here to make disrespectful remarks, clearly not with good intentions!
And Roy was a genuine local of the Western Continent; if not helping him, who else?
The two princes had only one goal: to promote Alice, and promote her hard!
Public opinion isn’t something the Church handles well.
Jinsha and the Southern Sea are commercially developed.
And nobody is better at controlling the flow of information and word-of-mouth than traders.
So how to generate buzz for the little maid that could surpass the years of promotion behind the four saint candidates from the Eastern Continent?
Money, pure money.
No matter if you’re a believer in the Holy Light, it doesn’t matter who Alice is; as long as you vote for her, you’ll get lots of gold coins and discounts for shopping in Jinsha in the future!
No one can turn down money.
Especially the local Holy Light believers.
Who even knew the saint candidates from the Eastern Continent?
This was a brilliant threefold deal: profit, promoting Holy Light doctrine, and supporting our own local folks from the Western Continent!
Adhering to the principle of solving everything with money, the two countries gathered Alice’s accomplishments and hired bards and dancers at high prices to adapt them into widely circulated songs and dances.
They even produced merchandise like Alice-style dresses, Alice-style armor, Alice-style maid outfits, etc., highlighting multi-faceted promotion.
All Blue Moon Trading Companies across the land actively promoted Alice’s candidacy, even offering free samples of Alice-themed mini cakes, regardless of whether people purchased anything.
With multiple approaches, they formed a complete Alice industry chain, enough to raise the little maid’s reputation in the Western Continent to the max.
While Alice’s deeds may not have been flamboyant, they spread widely across the Western Continent through the channels of the Southern Sea Kingdom, making it known that she was a kind-hearted, remarkably brave saint candidate in just a few short days, enough for Holy Light believers across the Western Continent to recognize Alice’s name.
This served as an encouragement for the Holy Light believers of the Western Continent.
Why should we have to choose the candidates from the Eastern Continent when we have our own saint candidate?
Thus, when the priest proclaimed Alice’s achievements, the Holy Light believers of the Western Continent finally recognized that Alice too was a saint candidate with a kind spirit and great bravery.
And the civilians beyond the believers were also happy to support while accepting the gifts from the two countries—purchasing some saint candidate merchandise, spreading the word through this.
Perhaps one region’s votes couldn’t compare to the same area of the Eastern Continent, but the Western Continent had more people!
The Eastern Continent’s votes were spread over four candidates, while the Western Continent’s votes were concentrated on Alice alone.
What presented itself in the end was explosive growth!