Versatile Mage (Web Novel)-Chapter 3020: 3020 Olive Flower and Jasmine

3020 Olive Flower and Jasmine

Athens would make the final decision.

Every person in Athens, including tourists who came to feel the vibe of the election, was eligible to choose as long as they wore black!

But there were 900,000 people in Athens, including the tourists. Did everyone have to take out papers and pens to write down their choices on the spot?

“You all must have seen that there are two kinds of flowers all over the city,” said the Hall Mother gently.

The voice of the Hall Mother was also enchanted, so it reached everyone’s ears. It was not loud, and yet all 900,000 people could hear it.

Many flowers were sent to Athens a month ago, but olive flowers and jasmine were the only kinds displayed.

“Do you know the Praying Magic of the Blessing Element?” asked Hall Mother, Pamise.

Of course, Athenians knew the Praying Magic. It was the most miraculous magic in the Blessing Element.

A Blessing Element Mage would cast this spell. During the casting, all the people who prayed would give this spell a little power. The spell would be powerful depending on the number of people who prayed.

A Greek goddess once prayed for Lightning Element Magic. The people in the city prayed together, and their praying made the Lightning Element Magic even more terrifying than a Forbidden Curse. With this Lightning Element Magic, they successfully killed a Tyrant Titan in the past.

This prayer could be for rain, wind, timely snow, health, healing, destruction, or power to kill supernatural entities. Praying Magic could be powerful if enough people prayed together!

Of course, only a few people could cast the Praying Magic.

Hall Mother, Pamise, was the only surviving Supplicant of the Parthenon Temple.

“Have you all seen the flowers around you? The olive flowers represent Ye Xinxia, while the jasmines represent Izisha. The prayer you silently recite while holding the flower you want will help me complete a Praying Magic.”

“Every ten thousand prayers will add a holy olive flower to Ye Xinxia’s statue, and every ten thousand prayers will add a thousand-year jasmine to Izisha’s statue.”

Praying Magic was rare, but it appeared in this grand election. The people of Athens were excited.

It was probably the fairest and most impartial election. Since both saintesses had the same number of support, it would be up to the people of Athens to make the final choice.

With Praying Magic, they could not cheat. Every Supplicant must abide by this rule. They could not hold two flowers and recite two kinds of prayer. Even if the Hall Mother was the caster, she could not control the result. Everything was fair, and the results would be displayed right before the public’s eyes.

Many elections had backroom deals. Even if the box was opened in front of everyone, there were still many ways to change the result. However, backroom deals did not work with magic.

Therefore, the result of this election was uncertain. After all, the Athenians did not know they would be the final decision makers. The two saintesses also had not known that the Hall Mother would decide on who would become the goddess with this method.

Athens was the foundation of the Parthenon Temple. The Parthenon Temple was born in this place and gained glory here.

Looking at both Ye Xinxia and Izisha’s face, it was clear that they had not known that the Hall Mother would decide on who would become the goddess with Praying Magic. It was unknown who the Athenians preferred from Ye Xinxia and Izisha.

Both Ye Xinxia and Izisha were single minded over their concern for every Greek and Athenian. They would not tolerate any incident that threatened the peace of these people!

The preference of the tourists was not important. Athens had limited the number of tourists to a maximum of 100,000 people. Since there were 800,000 locals, the residents of Athens would decide on the final result.

“Xinxia. Izisha. Are you two willing to let the Praying Magic decide the result?” The Hall Mother, Pamise, asked for their opinions.

The two nodded without hesitation to express their willingness.

“Very well. It seems that the two saintesses have enough confidence in the residents of their own city. In that case, our goddess will be born from a prayer. Residents of Athens and people of God, please think carefully and announce your answers to the world!” the Hall Mother, Pamise, said aloud.

What an unexpected election! It was so fair that even the tourists could not believe it. How many organizations and regimes would let the people decide?

With such thinking and culture, the Parthenon Temple was destined to reign in glory for thousands of years!

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In the crowd, a middle-aged man in a black robe looked at the people around him in a daze.

Everyone was looking for the flowers around them. There were countless jasmine and olive flowers. Even if there were too many people, they could still find one. Some people even held a bunch of them to show their unwavering support.

“Young man, can you give me a flower?” Mo Jiaxin scratched his head in embarrassment to a young Athenian man beside him.

The young man had cyan olive branch tattoos on his neck and arms. It was clear where his support lied.

“Here you go. Uncle, thank you for supporting Goddess Ye Xinxia.” The tattooed young man generously gave Mo Jiaxin an olive flower.

Mo Jiaxin enjoyed bustling places. Although the Parthenon Temple had arranged a seat for him, he still felt more comfortable among the crowd. However, he did not expect that he would become a voter.

He smiled. He could finally do something for Xinxia. Although his vote was insignificant out of the 800,000 people, Mo Jiaxin still held the olive flower proudly. When he recited the simple prayer, he closed his eyes tightly. He was as devout as the time when he burned incense and worshiped the Buddha while praying for a good school for Mo Fan.

“Uncle, uncle, do you have a flower? This jasmine is beautiful. Let me give you one.” A beautiful woman enthusiastically handed over a jasmine and approached Mo Jiaxin to kiss him on the cheek.

Mo Jiaxin was taken aback. He hurriedly stopped her. “I have a flower. It is an olive flower.”

“Hmph, stupid!” The enthusiastic Greek girl instantly turned into a cold and proud enemy. Her eyes were full of disdain and contempt toward Mo Jiaxin.

Mo Jiaxin felt embarrassed. He looked at the woman and found that she kissed the passers-by on the cheek and handed them jasmine flowers.

Seeing that several male tourists had been fooled, he became anxious. ‘How could she do that?!’