Vincent's cheers were drowned out by Elder Aubrey's loud objections. He looked at his teacher in confusion. He had never liked reception work, and dealing with those people who always had veiled meanings was too much of a headache. In the past, he had no choice but to accept it, but now that he could escape it, why should he object?
Aubrey's expression was not good. He explained, "The new Holy Son comes from the countryside and has not received any etiquette training since joining our church. If he is to receive distinguished guests from other churches and something goes wrong, it will be a disgrace to our church."
From the countryside?
They were practically saying outright that the new Holy Son was unacceptable!
Phil Gray was dissatisfied, and his eyes turned cold.
However, Aubrey was unaware of his background. Even when Vincent met him, his disguised identity was that of George's subordinate, not a nobleman.
But in reality, if the head of a religion is not considered noble, then no one can truly claim to be an aristocrat.
Pope Dawn's face instantly darkened, and he coldly looked at the elder who was about to say something more, "Aubrey! You have doubts about the Holy Son personally chosen by the White Prophet?"
“No.” Aubrey shook his head, knowing that the Pope’s decision would not change, so he could only stand up and take his leave in advance, giving Phil Gray a disdainful look before leaving.
Phil Gray also felt a bit disgusted with this elder, but with the Pope present and the elder being a deified god, he could only keep it to himself.
However, in front of Pope Dawn and Vincent, he gave a bitter smile and said in a low voice, "I will study etiquette and hospitality properly these next few days, and I will definitely not let Dawn down."
Vincent frowned. "I don't know what's wrong with the teacher, but she's always targeting you. I'm sorry, but please don't take it to heart. In my opinion, your abilities in all aspects are clearly much stronger than mine!"
Silly child, speaking so favorably of your rival in front of the Pope.
Phil Gray suppressed a smile that he couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
Pope Dawn seemed to recall Phil Gray's betrayal by the Church of Destiny and his exile, where he had to hide his illustrious lineage. He was somewhat moved and comforted him, saying, "Don't listen to Aubrey. You are now the Holy Son of Dawn. As long as it doesn't affect the alliance, do what you need to do. With Dawn as your backing, other sects won't dare to provoke you."
He gave Phil Gray a meaningful look, as if he were hinting at something.
It seemed like they were talking about hospitality etiquette, but it also seemed like they were talking about something else entirely.
Phil Gray understood immediately and gave him a grateful look. "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"Well, you should get some rest. Vincent, you should set off too, and be careful on your journey." The Pope's kind gaze fell on them, as if he had high hopes for them.
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"Your Highness, this is our church academy. Elder Nancy has already spoken with the dean, so you are free to move around here. Whether you attend classes or ask the teachers questions, they will provide you with the best service."
The speaker was a middle-aged woman wearing a gold cotton and linen headscarf. She pointed to the magnificent building in front of her and spoke with a respectful expression.
"Thanks."
Phil Gray surveyed the building before him. Although it was called a college, it actually resembled a church, appearing to be about ten stories high from the outside, with a statue of the Prophet of the Day standing atop it.
Pushing open the door, I discovered that the interior was also ridiculously large; it seems that the building here also utilized spatial magic.
"The first floor is the reception area and where various procedures are handled. The second to sixth floors are classrooms and activity rooms with various functions. The seventh and eighth floors are the library, and the ninth floor is the office of the dean and the teachers."
The middle-aged woman led them to the reception area on the first floor, where several pastors recognized the Holy Son and greeted them with smiles.
"Director Trish, this is today's schedule."
The pastor on duty handed a course schedule to the middle-aged woman. Yes, this rather plain-looking woman was actually the dean of studies at the church college.
"Alright, Your Highness, please see if there are any courses that interest you. You can go to the corresponding classroom." As she spoke, she produced a map in her hand, showing the layout of the entire academy.
“Thank you,” Phil Gray said, as was his habit.
Trish nodded to him and was then called away by several students. Before leaving, the young boys and girls with clear eyes looked curiously at the three visiting saints.
Phil Gray felt a little embarrassed.
The students here are evenly distributed in age, with most being around twelve or thirteen years old.
Born in the parish, he went to church with his parents to pray from a young age and devoutly believed in God for several years. Those who were favored heard God's words.
Those who are not favored, even if they pray for twenty or thirty years, will not receive the Proverbs.
Of course, there are a few exceptions. The Holy Son or those who are favored by the gods are born or become followers at the age of five or six. Others are people from other parishes or people who have never had faith before. After coming into contact with the gods here, they become devout believers and suddenly become followers. Or their faith was not pure enough before, and they only realized it when their lives were near and became followers, although it was too late.
Generally, around the age of twelve or thirteen, it can be determined whether a person can become a favorite of the gods, and the possibility of becoming a favorite after that is not very high.
In essence, who becomes a chosen one is determined by the gods.
Those who awaken only on their deathbed already possess the qualifications of a follower; they simply need time to temper their impure faith.
This is also the divine determinism that has been passed down in Weil for a long time.
After Phil Gray received his textbooks and the materials from Dawn, he went into the classroom on the second floor with Eli and Ernest behind him.
Phil Gray felt a little embarrassed again when pairs of young, innocent, and inquisitive eyes looked at them.
Are they considered the older students in this class?
He glanced at his companions on either side. Eli looked slightly uncomfortable, while Ernest, with his usual cold expression, didn't seem to notice anything amiss.
Actually, neither of us needed to come.
Phil Gray understood this from Eli's eyes; he knew, of course, that both of them had received formal education at church colleges.
But why should only you feel embarrassed?
The teacher, who was giving a lecture, stopped and looked at the three holy children who had entered. He was about to greet them when Phil Gray stopped him and gestured for him to ignore him.
The class currently in session is "General Knowledge of Proverbs Interpretation," where the teacher is explaining the common types of proverbs and ways to understand them.
For example, some proverbs are general, and most believers have received them, resulting in a high repetition rate. Other proverbs are based on the believer's experience and appear along with the believer's life journey, often bringing unique skills to the believer.
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