When the carriage finally ground to a halt before the Holy Cathedral of the Goddess, the true weight of the system became breathtakingly clear. 

The vaulted marble ceilings towered hundreds of feet into the air, illuminated by massive, floating crystal matrices that pulsed with thousands of concentrated streams of holy mana. The gilded balconies were packed with thousands of wealthy aristocrats, high-ranking spellcasters carrying intricately carved staves, and foreign lords wrapped in pristine silks. 

Kaito stood in the processing queue, his formal noble vestments feeling stiff against his skin. He swallowed hard, adjusting his stance as he scanned the towering figure standing center-stage before the translucent crystal altar. 

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[TARGET PARAMETER SCAN]

*   NAME: Grand Inquisitor Malakor

*   AFFILIATION: Church of the Holy Genesis

*   CLASS: Sacred Divine High Priest

*   CURRENT LEVEL: 82 [A-Rank Saint Matrix]

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A Level 82 Saint Class. The High Priest's very breath seemed to carry a faint, golden chime of pure, unfiltered system law. 

One by one, young prodigies from across the continent stepped up to the floating altar to offer their blood sacrifices. Deafening, theatrical cheers shook the stained-glass windows as rare, legendary allocations were pulled from the system framework. 

"Selection Number 106! Step forward!" Malakor’s voice thundered across the cathedral hall, reinforced by a high-tier sonic amplification skill. 

A young noble girl from a rival duchy marched up the marble stairs, her chin held high. She pressed her hand flat against the crystal matrix. Instantly, a massive, blinding column of emerald-green light erupted toward the ceiling, taking the shape of an ethereal, glowing bow of solid starlight. 

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[DIVINE SYSTEM REGISTRY TERMINAL]

*   APPLICANT SELECTION: NOBLE HOUSE ACADEMY ALUMNI

*   BLESSING GRANTED: VISION OF THE ARCHER GOD [EX-RANK POTENTIAL]

*   RACE ELEVATION: HIGH ARCANIST ELF

*   SYSTEM POTENTIAL EVOLUTION: LEVEL 5 INSTANT UPGRADE TO LEVEL 18

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The crowd in the upper tiers went absolutely wild, trampling over seating configurations just to catch a glimpse of the new prodigy. Kaito watched her ears elongate into elegant, pristine elven points as her system rank violently adjusted to Level 18 right on the spot. 

Kaito’s hands grew ice-cold. His heart was now hammering violently against his ribs like a trapped bird. He looked back toward his family's private balcony. His father gave a firm, demanding nod; his mother offered a tight, encouraging smile. 

Dragon... Elf... Sword God... Kaito repeated the words like a sacred mantra in his mind, trying to steady his hyperventilating breath as his boots moved forward in the queue. Just let it be a high combat level. Just let it be a skill that protects my family.

"Selection Number 107," the High Priest's thundering voice cut through the roaring cheers of the audience. "Kaito of the Noble House of Shinsei. Step forward."