You think you're worthy of saving the world?

No matter how naive the students were, they all became aware of the evaluations given by the Sword in the Stone.

It should also be understood that the sword in the stone is actually measuring one's rank.

And so, the Trial of the Holy Sword began.

"Me! I want to be the first one!"

Safia excitedly rushed up to the Holy Sword Altar and came to the Golden Holy Sword.

The blue-haired girl licked her lips and gripped the sword hilt with both hands.

"Wa ...

Safia suddenly began to exert force, his whole body trembling, his handsome features becoming distorted and ferocious due to excessive exertion.

Then, amidst the girl's humming, the sword in the stone began to move upwards little by little.

"……what?"

Yuri was taken aback: How did you pull it out?

Shouldn't this thing be impossible for anyone to pull out?

Even if we take a step back and say...

Even if it could be pulled out, it should only be done when it's my turn as a transmigrator!

Safia... are you also a hidden chosen one?

Apart from the shocked Yuri, the other students held their breath, watching the slow movement of the magnificent sword.

"Ah! I can't do it anymore!"

In the end, the sword in the stone was only lifted slightly before it stopped moving and was still far from being completely pulled out.

The students gasped in surprise; everyone was shocked: although Safia ultimately failed to pull out the holy sword, she did manage to move the sword in the stone upwards a little!

At that moment, Ms. Eileen, who was standing nearby, suddenly bent down and took something out of her pocket.

A few seconds later, she announced loudly.

"Safia, 25cm!"

Yuri: "…………"

Safia, second rank, has reached 50% and needs another 50% experience to advance.

—The Sword in the Stone seems to be trying to express this idea.

"So you're supposed to use a measuring tape to measure the length?!?!?!?"

114 Pass it on, the prophesied child is 31cm tall!

"Kalles, 11 centimeters!"

"Elena, 14 centimeters!"

"Weber, 12 centimeters!"

St. Cromwell Theological Seminary, Old Campus, Garden of the Holy Sword.

On the altar, the golden sword piercing the base of the giant stone exudes a sacred and solemn aura in the afternoon sunlight.

The blazing sun could not dampen the students' enthusiasm; an hour and a half had passed since they eagerly began their Holy Sword Challenge.

Every student who ascends the Holy Sword Altar does so with the intention of completely pulling out the Golden Holy Sword, hoping to accomplish this heroic feat that no student has ever achieved before.

Every student tried their best, but in the end they could only move the holy sword a short distance, and one by one they walked down the altar in disappointment.

When they release their hands from the hilt, the golden holy sword immediately springs back to its stone base.

"Helvin, 17 centimeters!"

"Mia, 9 centimeters!"

Eileen stood beside the sword in the stone the entire time.

Whenever a student stepped forward to draw his sword, she would take out a measuring tape to measure the length of the blade that the student had drawn.

The length of the sword that can be pulled out of the stone depends on the player's rank and the current percentage of experience points.

Today, apart from Safia who was absent last year due to some reason, the vast majority of students attending class at the Holy Sword Garden are first-year students.

They are generally in the early stage of the first tier, with only a very small number having more than half of their experience points, so they can only pull out a dozen centimeters at most.

If Rosalia, a ninth-ranked warrior, were to pull it out, she should be able to pull out at least 90cm of the 100cm blade embedded in the base of the Sword in the Stone.

It's that simple and straightforward an evaluation system.

But Eileen didn't tell the students this—

After all, to directly say that the Sword in the Stone is a relic for measuring rank and job level... that's just too unromantic! It would dampen students' enthusiasm for learning!

Among the students who were unaware of the truth, some tried the challenge several times, while others complained that something was definitely wrong.

No matter how hard they gritted their teeth and exerted all their strength, they could only pull it out a dozen centimeters.

"Brandy, 12 centimeters!"

"Carver... Oh wow, it's 22 centimeters! He almost broke today's record!"

Eileen shouted excitedly.

After Safia, who was the first to step forward, pulled out 25 centimeters, another student of the second rank finally appeared.

"Hmph!" Safia raised her chin smugly.

"Then there's...Flazzi, 8 centimeters!"

Eileen then announced the length of the next male student who would be challenging the Holy Sword.

A subtle atmosphere began to permeate the garden, though it was unclear when it started.

The girls were alright, but the boys were starting to lose their composure.

Some covered their mouths and chuckled, while others were already doubled over with laughter.

After all, it's hard not to have all sorts of wild thoughts when the most beautiful and popular teacher in the college shouts out "XX, OO centimeters!"

Eileen seemed completely oblivious to anything amiss, and was even comforting the male student whose grades were not good.

Don't be discouraged, you're already at an average level.

The boy, his face flushed, fled the Stone Sword altar in a panic.

Later on, whenever a male student stepped forward to challenge her, the other boys watching would burst into laughter after Eileen told them the exact length.

As things progressed to this point, some male students naturally wanted to give up the Holy Sword Challenge, but they were all forcibly dragged to the altar by their friends.

"Severus, 10 centimeters!"

"Pfft, hahaha! Sivers, are you only 10 centimeters tall? You're not even as tall as a girl!"

The boys burst into laughter again, while the female students frowned and whispered among themselves, "The boys are really awful."

Suddenly, the Holy Sword Garden fell silent.

A tall, slender, and imposing figure appeared before the pure white holy sword altar.

"Maya, would you like to give it a try?" the pink-haired female teacher asked, looking up at her.

"Yes, Ms. Eileen."

Maya nodded slightly, then stepped onto the altar and gripped the hilt of the sword in the stone with a serious expression.

Everyone gathered around the altar held their breath.

Many male students who pride themselves on their strength have tried to pull the sword out of the stone by brute force, but they all failed in the end, and some of them only managed to pull it out by 10cm.

But Maya is different.

As the daughter of an orc hero, her monstrous strength, contained within her slender yet voluptuous body, was on a completely different level from that of humans.

"——————!"

A whirlwind swept through the Holy Sword Garden.

The overwhelming magical power emanating from Maya created a current of air, the intense magic not only blowing through her long hair but also causing the surrounding trees to shake violently.

"Wow! That's amazing, Maya!"

Amidst the students' exclamations of amazement, the golden holy sword was slowly pulled out.

The longest distance the sword in the stone has ever been pulled out is 27cm.

This means she is already at the second rank and only needs 30% more experience to advance to the third rank.

After Eileen happily announced the new record, Maya released the holy sword with a sigh of relief.

Her forehead and beautiful cheeks were covered in sweat, and her breathing became rapid.

“…Phew.” The bull-horned girl let out a long breath.

She used all the magic in her body without reservation, but in the end she still couldn't pull out the holy sword.

Although she was somewhat disappointed with the result, she was content with it.

As Maya descended from the altar amidst the excited gazes of her classmates, she looked towards the prophesied son in the crowd.

If Lord Euryphus were to pull them out, just how many would he be able to...?

This somewhat disrespectful thought surfaced in the girl's mind.

Maya shook her head, dismissing the idea: personal martial prowess was not Lord Euryphus's forte...

He possesses a personal charisma that others lack, and the power to invoke miracles...

I was so disrespectful...

"Yuri! Why don't you go and try it too!"

Safia nudged Yuri with her elbow.

"No." He refused without hesitation.

"Why?"

"I am not yet a formal student of St. Cromwell."