The Holy Maiden quickly won the favor of those around her, and she integrated into the group almost instantaneously. Sister Glasses initially believed in her.

"Are you here to apply as well?"

Upon hearing this, the other person immediately smiled.

"Yes, I heard that the palace is recruiting people, and they are specifically looking for high-level healing magic priests to join."

"But you're not a priest, right? How much healing magic do you actually know?"

"I'll think about it..."

In front of everyone, the Holy Maiden began counting on her fingers and calculating. After a moment of mumbling to herself, she gave her answer:

"I dare not say how much, but there are over ten thousand types."

"Is that for real?"

Sister Glasses couldn't believe this number, but considering the identity of the other person, it seemed reasonable that she would be skilled in so many healing magics.

Seeing how confident the applicant was, she couldn't help but give her a chance:

"Anyway, try to solve the problem I presented, the scenario hypothesis."

"Forgive me for speaking out!"

It was at this moment that everyone noticed that as long as the Holy Maiden wanted to, she could speak loudly.

"I heard your question vaguely even while waiting in line. That kind of hypothesis is meaningless because, if I guessed correctly, the current empress - she really is in a coma."

Sister Glasses's expression instantly changed.

She couldn't believe that the girl in front of her actually knew this secret, which was only known to a handful of people. She had gone to great lengths to keep it confidential, and besides herself, there was no one else present who could have leaked the information to the church.

Could it be that there were one or two spies lurking in the palace, occasionally passing on some confidential information to the archbishop?

But, but if that were the case... the actions of the church so far should not have been so mild.

The Holy Maiden saw through the contemplation of the person before her and bowed forward.

Ignoring her actions for now, whether they were as proper as a formal farewell to the deceased, her words were undoubtedly very gentle, much more polite than comforting the bereaved family.

"You don't have to overthink! I deduced the secret of Her Majesty's mishap temporarily, and if you think about it, you will understand."

My conclusions are based on the following:

1. Isabella is not a person who likes extravagance and waste. As long as the maids and doctors are sufficient for her, it's enough. She had never given an order to gather a group of people as ornaments before, and it's definitely not like today, where the recruitment is made known throughout the whole city for personal matters.

2. If this is a scenario hypothesis, why emphasize multiple times that the one in a coma is the current empress? Just mentioning someone within the palace would have been enough, right? After all, during Isabella's ten-year reign (which started when she was nine), there have been many situations where palace doctors treated ordinary maids, and they were not truly as "exclusive" as the literal meaning suggests.

3. The most important point: the positions of Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount, and Baron. Sister Glasses's status is equivalent to that of a count. Although she doesn't have a territory, she is not a small person in public settings who needs to personally receive applicants, unless something really did happen within the palace!

"It is through analyzing these three details that I daringly guessed; and looking at your shocked reaction just now, I am now truly convinced: Her Majesty's health condition is indeed not optimistic!"

"Is she telling the truth?"

The unaware guards looked over, their expressions unusually anxious.

"Is the empress really feeling unwell?"

"How serious is it? When can she recover..."

The palace had originally intended to block the news, but now they had let ordinary soldiers know the secret, needlessly adding trouble to Sister Glasses's explanation.

Observing the reactions of the people around her attentively, Holy Maiden approached Sister Glasses again when the noisy voices finally quieted down slightly.

"I spoke too much, and I didn't realize most people were unaware. It caused unnecessary chaos. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Her bowing motion was swaying like a spring, one after another, each time extremely humble, without any hint of perfunctoriness.From this moment on, the cautious woman in front of the Holy Maiden, for the first time, had some thoughts;

She couldn't help but think:

The girl who was polite to everyone, definitely wasn't as simple as she appeared on the surface!