Elegance! Family of Priest

"Why the f*ck would I get transmigrated into this sh*tty weak body of all?"

In a majestic room where neatness went beyond everything, the white curtain swayed as the clean air swept through it. In the room stood a single bed, cabinet, and circular platform in the corner with a majestic statue of a god ahead of it. 

The god showed a face of a man that seemed young, contradicting its aura. He was smiling modestly, making everyone who saw him bow in worship. 

It was [Symphony],  the god of Holiness. 

No one would have dared to mock nor made fun of this god's name as it had been theorized that the wrath of a god would fall on whoever would disobey or harm his name. However, at this very moment, a 13-year-old boy came toward the statue while stomping his feet. Then… he slapped the god's face…

*slap*

"god, my ass. You're just a human without your power" 

It was Edward. His eyes shone fiery red contradicting his hair, lips, and brows that were as white as snow. At this moment, he was wearing his usual attire of white alb that seemed to annoy him as it constricted his movement. On how manly and fierce his eyes might be, someone had already mistaken him for a girl due to his fair skin that was more delicate than young girls of his age. This trait annoyed him as it somewhat damage his pride as the Head of a Gang in his previous life.

As someone who had seen the True God head-on, he had realized that there existed only one True God, and everyone below him, even gods, were an entity with enough power to back their claims or roles. 

Even this [god of Holiness] was no exception. He was someone who had materialized his domain and reached godhood. 

If you were yet to figure out, Edward was a transmigrator from a far land called Earth. He was nothing but a schemer who was accidentally killed by the true god's leaked thread of power, thus, HE had no choice but to transmigrate him into this another world. 

"It's been a week now, huh"

As Edward was lost in his thoughts, a knock on the door came. 

"Edward, baby, are you done praying now?" 

It was Edward's mother 'Lucina'. Edward immediately wiped the statue, ensuring that no stain of slap would be found lest his family would be enraged by this hideous act. Their family of priests would not tolerate such outrageous activity that even disowning him was not out of sight.

"I'm done now, Mom.", said Edward as he walked out of the room and then bowed down to his mom. 

The mother also bowed her head in response. Similar to Edward, she was wearing a white alb with only the difference of a gold vestment hanging on her shoulders and a white covering on her head.

Edward was only an F-rank at the moment and had yet to reach the rank valid for wearing a vestment. 

"You did great, baby, how was your connection with god?", she asked whilst having her hands clasped together. 

'Shit connection, I don't want to talk to him' 

"I feel that our connection is getting bigger, Mom", Edward lied. 

Not seeing through her lies, his Mom bowed her head in satisfaction.

"That's good to know. I'm certain that god would never fail your effort and would bring you abundant life. It would be you that is the chosen one and not those stinky brats.", paused his Mom as her expression turned sour, then she continued

"For today's trial, I hope you would do good and win. I already prayed to our god and I received a prophecy that you could use any method to win. Don't worry, he won't give you any heavenly punishment and would turn a blind eye, he said."

'HAGSHHSH, I wonder if that's true? certainly not. I even wondered if the so-called connection even exist in the first place' 

Edward thought that there was no way to connect with gods that were located in another world or realm. More so, connecting with these people who didn't even have a bit of worth for their high status. 

"Sure, Mom. I would live up to god's expectations and do anything to win", this time, Edward meant it. He would do anything to win the trial. 

His eyes were piqued by the 'Stat Upgrade' reward that could help him advance in rank. 

'Once I get promoted to E-rank, I would be able to learn more healing skills'

Skill books that were inclined with healing were being monetized by the 'Hean' family, the family of the priests. The same went for the other families that specialized in fire, water, and even space attributes. It was mostly because affinity to a certain type of magic was hereditary.

Edward was born into the Hean Family thus he had no choice but to follow their path and become a priest. In order to get a skill book, one had to prove their worth through cases like this trial. 

"Let's go now, baby, we still had to meet those stinky families" 

For today's trial, it will be the once-in-5-year trial held by the Hean Family. Children aged 10-15 years old would be participating and had to compete for the reward comprised of a skill book and stat-upgrade potion. 

Edward had been eyeing this stat-upgrade for a year now and couldn't wait to gulp it.

'If I want to do good in the academy, I have to be at least E-rank', thought Edward as he tightened his clasped hands. 

Walking through the bright alley where no stains of dust nor insects could be seen, radiating nothing but cleanliness and holiness, Edward looked at the window. 

"That is Clair, a girl from the branch family. And on her left is Arthur, from the branch family too", said Lucina as disdain could be heard in her tone. 

It was to no avail as she was the main wife of the current head of the Hean Family. Needless to say that Edward was the prince in line to the throne. Their family shed hate toward the two branch families. 

'Claire, she seems strong', Edward uttered whilst looking at the girl walking on the pathway of their garden. 

Hean family was known for their white hair and fair skin that even men would have to remove needless hairs on their bodies as they wanted to keep their bodies as holy and sacred as possible. 

It was a strict rule not to have bruises and be elegant most of the time.

Claire also had white hair and fair skin, her lips as red as an apple, and her white eyes shone nothing but disgust as he looked at the man walking in the hallway above. 

'That Edward guy, heck he'd not been born in the main family, I would have a fairer skin than his!', thought the 13-year-old girl. 

Like the usual family of greater power, Hean Family had a silent feud circulating it. The main family was disgusted by the branch families' mere presence while branch families were wary of the main family due to the power they hold. 

It was an understatement to say that if not for the Head of the family's intervention, a bloodbath would have been occurring on the two sides by now. 

As Edward reached the site, he was greeted by a small room with three circular platforms on the front and several chairs on the rear. It was the site for the first test. 

A butler in a black coat stood at the front of the group, giving no time for the two families to bicker at each other. 

There were Edward and his mother Lucina, Claire with her mother and father, and Arthur with his two little sisters. 

Apparently, Arthur's parents had long died, handing out to him the duties of parents. He took care of his two little sisters for the entire 5 years so it was no wonder that his masculine body prior to his parents' death had long turned rust, giving now an image of a petite young man. 

Now, the trial was his only option to reclaim the past glory of their family and improve his rank. 

'A tragic story I must say, but… I have to do anything to get that potion even if that means harming you', thought Edward as he looked at Arthur. 

Despite being the head of the Gang, he did have a motto of not harming others for no valid reason. Only when they initiate the fight would he swing his burly hand in retaliation. However, this was the other world, Edward was warned by the True God prior that kind people had no chance of survival in this Mysterious World. More so that Edward aimed for something higher. 

"Ahmmmm… l--- let's all do our best on the trial? May the one chosen by god win", said Arthur as he tilted his head, looking at Edward and Claire with hesitation. 

"Fighting brother! I'm sure you would win!"

"Yay! The trial, I would cheer for you brother!"

His two little sisters cheered him up which caused Arthur to blush with delight. 

"Chosen by god? Heck, I would win this trial!", said bluntly by Claire. 

No one was shocked by Claire's remark since she was already branded the disgrace of Hean Family for her unholy act. Cursing was not a thing to tolerate for this Holiness' fanatic after all. 

"Stop that Honey, the god would run his wrath if you curse again. Ohhh, highly god of all, may you forgive our daughter for her action unbefitting your elegance", said her Mom as she clasped her hand, and closed her eyes in prayer. 

"Your mother is right, Claire. You should be an embodiment of god's elegance and not curse", said Edward as he looked at Claire that in instant, had a change in her expression. "Don't worry, I would add you in my prayer and won't cease until god forgives your misconduct", added Edward. 

'This brat!', snickered Claire as smoke seemed to rise in her nose.

Of course, Edward didn't mean what he said. It was part of the common acting that he used the entire week since transmigration - the kind and holy Edward. 

Apparently, the body he had transmigrated to was known for its kindness thus no one saw through his sarcasm and lies so far. 

'He is indeed kind as the rumor says!', thought Arthur with his eyes radiating light, buying Edward's act

Claire turned silent for a moment nonetheless annoyance was still imprinted on her face. In the entire site, everyone had their hands clasped together except for her. 

'So she's the dark sheep of this family, huh? Claire Hean', thought the butler before fixing his black coat then clasped his hands again. 

*cough* 

"The Head of the family won't be able to attend this sacred gathering and it is me who is tasked by him to lead this event. Before we begin, let us send our deepest prayer to our beloved god 'Symphony' "

With that being said, the butler began the memorized script whilst accompanied by the member's deepest prayer. 

"On the times we lose our path to righteousness"

"May the holy god forgive us"

"On the times that the devils influence our thoughts and ways…"

"May the holy god forgive us" 

...

'Arghhhh, what a bother', having enough of the long prayers, Edward opened his eyes that had gone numb from the long speech. 

*smirk* 

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was assaulted by Claire's fierce eyes that gazed over him, seemingly piercing his entire being. 

'What's the deal with this girl?', Edward thought but his expression remained the kind and modest Edward. 

Not long after, the most-awaited end of the prayer finally came, causing Edward and Claire to heave their biggest sigh yet. Fixing his attire, the butler stretched his hand towards his pocket then he picked up a document.

"For today's trial, we will be having three sets. First will be the trial of elegance, next is the trial of composure, and lastly will be the trial of skills" 

Arthur's eyes brightened the moment he heard the trial of skills. The trial was not defaulted and was up to the family's head to decide thus there were years where there was no trial of skills. To his luck, the trial of skill was included this year.

'Finally! I could reclaim our family's name!'

Meanwhile, Claire's face turned sour as he heard the other two sets of trials. For the trial of skills, she was somewhat confident that she had a chance to win. However, composure and elegance were things that would spell certain doom for her. 

'Sh*t! Guess I have to resort to doing that', Claire thought as she schemed something on her mind

*smirk*

Seeing Claire plastering a smirk, Edward understood that she would play wicked on the trial. If it was the past Edward of this world, he would not tolerate such actions and would immediately report this to the butler. However, the transmigrated Edward had no such compassion, in fact, he was scheming something in his mind as well.

'System'

[Ding!]

[Status Window

Name: Edward 

Age: 13 years old

Rank: F+

Status: Healthy 

Attributes

Endurance: E-

Agility: F

Vitality: F-

Intelligence: E+

Ultimate Skill: Celestial Hand (EX) 

Skills: Basic Heal (F), Basic Holy Light (F)  

Items: None ] 

[Celestial Hand (EX) 

Description: The Hand of the Celestial would come forth to your aid. A power to remove any negative state, diseases, and bruises would be bestowed upon you. Also, you could imprint the removed diseases/state/bruise on your list and grant it to your enemies. With your current rank, 5 slots are given. 

List (⅗): Dizziness (F), Confused (F), Stomachache (E), None, None]

Of course, like other transmigrators in the novels back on Earth, Edward was also granted a system that cost him losing a quarter of his pride from pitifully begging on True God. Still, he thought that it was worth it.

Looking at his status window, he couldn't help but plaster a smirk as his preparations for the entire week could finally show their might. 

As Claire's gaze was on Edward the whole time, the latter's smirk didn't escape her sight. 'So, he is scheming something too, huh?'

Clenching her hands tightly, her eyes burned with excitement as she looked at Edward.

'May the best wicked, win', Claire and Edward thought.

And so, the trial commenced...