My magic panel is too numerical.

"The Holy Sword Wielder... a profession with almost no weaknesses. As long as the Holy Sword Wielder wields the Holy Sword, he can demonstrate combat power no weaker than that of an Elementalist in the Lord's Domain, and his combat power can even rival that of a Dragon Knight."

Pharos paused for a moment, noticing that Venere's gaze unconsciously drifted toward Miss Christina.

Miss Christina's face indeed darkened.

Does she have any connection with the Holy Sword Wielder?

Pharos imagined a melodramatic love-hate relationship.

"It's nothing. Just remember that the Holy Sword Master is a class that disrupts the balance. Its existence makes the combination of Lord and Elementalist seem bloated."

Miss Christina said, sitting on the church bench, unconsciously biting her clean thumbnail, her eyes involuntarily drifting toward the wheelchair that Bishop Byron had forgotten in the church.

His gaze was somewhat vacant, as if he were recalling something.

Pharos was taken aback.

Is Bishop Byron the wielder of the Holy Sword?

Then he thought about it carefully and realized something was wrong; Bishop Byron should be a mechanical sorcerer.

Oh~ Miss Christina is implying that the "Holy Sword Wielder" is in a wheelchair.

So, Miss Christina has a sense of humor after all... Pharos's eye twitched.

Wiener added:

"The only drawback of Holy Sword Masters is that they produce too few talents. The most common Elemental Masters have a production rate of 40%, but Holy Sword Masters only have 3%. Out of every 100 talents who are admitted to the Magic Academy, only 3 are Holy Sword Masters. Of course, like Dragon Knights, Holy Sword Masters need a Holy Sword to fight, but the cost is much lower."

"I see," Pharos said thoughtfully.

At this moment, Father Green came out from the inner courtyard: "Your Excellencies, the formation has been adjusted."

Is it finally done? Pharos's spirits lifted.

Miss Venere gestured, "Come with me."

The overall layout of the church in this world is almost the same as that of churches in the real world, with a pulpit at the front and two rows of long benches.

Unlike real churches, behind the pulpit is not a statue of the Son of God or a cross, but a huge silver crescent moon with a golden circle at its center.

The design is named "Sun and Moon Shining Together".

The pattern drawn in the magic circle used in the "divine favor ceremony" has a symbol of the sun and moon shining together at the center, and four patterns at the four corners.

The wind with its parallel, interwoven lines; the fire with its chaotic lines; the waves with their graceful lines; the land with its sharp edges and corners.

These correspond to the four elemental deities under the throne of the god.

These myths are clearly recorded in the Book of Revelation, which Pharos had previously consulted when researching demonic materials.

"Remember, you will briefly connect with God in a moment. When you see the deity, do not think about anything. Any thought is disrespectful to God," Venere instructed.

Pharos was taken aback; this didn't match what Miss Raven had said.

So... whose advice should we listen to?

He hesitated.

Pharos thought that he might indeed offend the gods, but since the gods had given him their attention and concern, perhaps they would also allow him to offend them?

If you don't think about anything and actually switch to becoming a mechanical mage, wouldn't that be a disaster?

He stepped into the magic circle, a square magic circle drawn with colorful chalk. Pharos stood straight on the sun and moon icon in the center, but was scolded down by Miss Venere.

"Where are you going to stand?! You can't stand on any of those four icons! You need to stand where they meet!"

Pharos did as instructed.

Miss Venere scooped a spoonful of water from the sacred pool next to her and poured it onto the magic circle. The water was clear and was said to be drinkable, and was sometimes used for nuns to bathe in.

The water flowed slowly towards the center of the magic circle, following the pattern drawn in chalk.

Wherever it flowed, the magic circle seemed to transform into LED lights, flashing with light.

Even today, Pharos still has an unbelievable feeling: Is this magic?

The magic circle quickly changed.

The flame pattern turned crimson, the water pattern turned dark green, the storm pattern turned dark yellow, the stone pattern turned aster, the moon at the very center shimmered with bright silver, and the sun was filled with gold.

(For reference only)

Finally, the junction of the magic circle was covered in bright blue, and instantly Pharos felt the pattern in front of him begin to rotate counterclockwise, faster and faster... until a blinding light shone into his eyes...

……

I opened my eyes again...

Pharos's pupils contracted instantly.

Everything around her transformed into a pure white cloud.

He was deeply moved by the breathtaking scenery before him.

At the very center of the cloud was a huge, half-broken golden ring.

The ring, like a rainbow bridge spanning the sky, floated in mid-air, shimmering with a golden halo. Broken wreckage floated around it, and Pharos was standing on a piece of the wreckage.

Above the clouds stretched an endless blue sky, clear and romantic, with half of the ring perfectly round and glossy.

Below the clouds lies a night sky, with the Milky Way stretching out and countless fragments transforming into twinkling stars.

Day and night intertwine.

Could this be... what God looks like?

"What exactly does 'Heavenly Prayer' mean?" Pharos stared blankly for a moment.

He had read the Book of Revelation, but the descriptions in it were completely different from what he had read.

Countless speculations surfaced in Pharos's mind.

But at this moment, all he wants to say is:

"Wrong God, we're right, God... really is round!"

(For reference only)

Then the seven stars broke free from the night sky, transforming into seven shooting stars that flew to Pharos's side, hovering and circling around him.

Pharos seemed to hear the air whispering.

Please select a profession:

【Holy Sword Wielder】

【Spirit Master】

【Elementalist】

Dragon Tamer

[Mechanic]

Beast Tamer

[Origin Envoy]

Seven professions?

The words in these names are slightly different from those explained by Miss Venere.

This……

Pharos was momentarily confused, but fortunately he could still grasp the meaning behind it.

But what does "Origin Envoy" mean?

New profession?

He looked up at the huge ring in confusion.

But he got nothing; the ring offered him no answers.

"So... this ring directly gives me the right to choose?" Pharos hesitated for a moment, but to be on the safe side, he reached out and grasped the star that symbolized the "Holy Sword Wielder".

He took a deep breath, and the star he held transformed into a drop of water, completely merging into Pharos's body...

……

When he opened his eyes again, the setting sun shone directly on Pharos's face through the stained glass window.

He still felt a bit dizzy.

"Awake?" Miss Venere asked with interest. "How are you feeling?"

"I feel a little dizzy... I think I saw something incredible..."

Pharos felt a slight throbbing pain between his eyebrows and couldn't quite remember what he had seen; it was like a dream.

It seems like... tsk... I can't remember...

"Most people will see one of the four elemental deities inside, and only a very small number of people don't remember what they saw. You're lucky, because the power granted by the other deities can drive people mad, at least you don't have that problem."

"Why do I feel like I've actually seen that Heavenly Prayer God?" Pharos muttered to himself.

"How could God personally change your job? You're overthinking it; you're probably just dreaming."

"Maybe..." Pharos wasn't sure either.

"Welcome to the realm of the extraordinary, to become a mage." Vena still wore that adorable smile of a girl next door; she looked to be about the same age as Pharos. "By the way... what was your profession again?"

Pharos recalled with a headache, and unconsciously looked at his left hand, vaguely remembering that he had been holding something.

"It seems to be... a Holy Sword Wielder," Pharos said calmly.

"I'm asking about your profession," Wiener emphasized.

"Hmm, it should be... the Holy Sword Wielder."