The more they object, the more it means I did the right thing.

Chapter 39 "Which grandson is harming me?"

As soon as Aixili finished speaking, Ansu felt his vision blurred.

There was a faint buzzing sound in my ears.

A piece of paper woven from light slowly fell from his eyes and automatically fell into Ansu's hand.

This piece of paper is as thin as a cicada's wings, without the slightest weight. It is an instruction manual of exam instructions and a letter of commitment to the exam.

[Dear Mr. Ansu Morningstar, hello, your exam number is 061, and the exam location is the Sixth Church of Alchemy and Mechanics]

[The subject of this assessment is 'Allocation and use of spell slots and magic points']

[Exam score: 30%]

[Test description: Under the restrictions of the alchemy circle, you can and can only use four memory grids. You can freely choose the magic book for temporary equipment and allocate ten magic points for use]

[No auxiliary magic props are allowed, and god-given titles are prohibited. Candidates are not allowed to have debuff buffs before appearing on the stage]

[In order to be completely fair, through the authorized alchemy circle, the examiner will completely copy all your states when you step into the examination room, such as appearance, equipment, physical condition, magic books on four spell slots, and ten magic points]

[Assessment criteria: Results are assessed based on specific performance, and victory over the examiner is considered a perfect score. 】

[Persistence, courage, wisdom - this is not just an assessment, but also a trial of transcending oneself]

[The only criterion for perfect score is to defeat yourself]

Ansu looked through the exam commitment letter with a slightly interested smile on his lips. He thought this exam was quite interesting.

[This letter of commitment was drafted and prepared by the Holy See of Alchemy and Mechanics]

[Please make sure you have read it thoroughly. If you sign this exam commitment letter, you will authorize the above rights]

In short, there are only four spell slots, ten magic points, and the title is disabled.

And the examiner will play against you on exactly the same terms.

Totally fair.

But Priest Ashley is a true magic expert, and her experience far exceeds theirs. Even with the same magic and the same conditions, she can use it with better results than ordinary people.

The prerequisite for passing this exam is how to choose four magic spells.

It's like playing a chess game. The four memory grids are the chess pieces and the ten magic points are the steps.

A chess record to defeat the opponent must be hidden in the selected chess pieces, and this chess record must be hidden from the opponent and cannot be seen by the other party.

Because her opponent also has the same four pieces, she can also make the same move.

Even, the opponent can design better and better combinations based on the four chess pieces you selected, and play better chess moves.

A normal person should now start wondering how to choose a magic book.

This is the royal and correct approach.

——But Ansu is an evil player.

He prefers flipping the chessboard to playing chess.

Squinting his eyes slightly and looking at Miss Ashley on the high platform, Ansu already had a plan in mind.

Ashley seemed to notice Ansu's gaze - she was a highly inspired woman, so she frowned slightly and turned back.

Ansu showed her a bright smile, a smile that was truly pure and innocent.

Tomorrow's exam rules have been read out, and there will be nothing else going on today. The candidates will be dismissed where they are.

After coming out of the Alchemy Church, Ansu saw Miss Enya.

She was sitting on a bench in the courtyard.

Sunlight passes through the transparent dome and falls in under various refractions of the glass.

Because there are layers of greenery in the courtyard, the scorching sunshine first lost some of its heat, becoming more like the cool moonlight.

Wearing a long Lolita skirt, the hem of the skirt is decorated with fine purple wisteria patterns, which is exquisite and luxurious. The silhouette of the sycamore tree outside the window is half-caught on her profile.

She was holding a lunch box in her hand, her toes were touching the ground, and a red rope was tied around her ankles. Her whole body looked light and translucent, as if she was about to melt into the light.

Miss Enya also saw Ansu. She tilted her head and said, "I've brought you food."

Why do you look so much like a parent who delivers meals to candidates?
In full view of everyone, Ansu took the lunch box and opened it to see the rich ingredients: fried fish cakes, neatly cut steaks, salad and cherry tomatoes on the bottom layer, all neatly distributed on the rice grid.

"Your unicorn horse was also delivered today, and I helped you entrust it to the hotel." Miss Enya arranged everything in an orderly manner. If you only look at the surface, she is really a perfect maid.

"Let's not talk about it for now, where is my staff?" Ansu took a bite of the fried fish cake and thought it was delicious.

Might use it tomorrow.

"What staff?" Miss Enya tilted her head. "It's the staff with the attribute of holy light - the one given by Luojia."

"Uh-huh." Miss Enya still had a smile on her lips, and she blinked her amber eyes, "I don't remember."

She's like a naughty cat.

"where is it?"

"——Is that a staff?" She made a look of realization again, "It's so ugly, I thought it was a clothes pole."

".So you used it to dry clothes?"

The corners of Ansu's mouth twitched slightly.

If the little saint knows this, she will be furious!
"I'm kidding, this actually doesn't look like a clothes drying pole." Enya said with a smile, "I can't use it to dry clothes."

That's good. Ansu felt slightly relieved.

"Such a strange and ugly shape." Enya said calmly, "I thought it was the crape myrtle stick under Luojia's crown, so I used it for that kind of thing."

?

That's the saint's staff.

What an ultimate insult.
You started spouting dirty words again.

This is the Holy Land of the Holy See.

Ansu slapped the latter on the head with the lunch box. The maid shrank her neck, whimpered in pain, and covered the painful area.

"Do not make jokes."

Su saw that the maid was just fabricating the facts and making up Huang Yao, "Give it to me - maybe I will use it tomorrow."

The maid covered her head and stuck out her tongue.

Ansu took the staff and paused again. After a long while, he said, "The lunch was delicious - thank you for bringing me the food."

"Don't speak so softly."

Miss Enya was stunned, tilted her head, and her smooth long hair fell on one shoulder, "Otherwise you will become a more delicious condiment for me tonight."

"The girl below."

Ansu said.

After finishing the lunch, Ansu saw Enya off and returned to the dormitory.

As soon as I returned to the dormitory and opened the door, I heard the sound of breaking my heart.

The glorious young lion, Mr. Arthur Sonny was holding a copy of the "Imperial Capital Morning News" tremblingly at this moment. He read the words on it in disbelief, and his worldview seemed to have collapsed.

#The first candidate to leave the examination room! Arthur Sonny of the Sun Family is interviewed! #
'Arthur Sonny personally stated that the last question in this exam was quite simple, so it was not worth remembering - only a fool could not do it. "

He blinked his confused eyes.

——Where is my perfect plan?
Moreover, I was not the second one to leave the examination room!

Moreover, who said this bunch of nonsense!
"My grandson is harming me!"

Liszt opened the door, "Arthur, there is your telegram - it was sent by your father."

Arthur's handsome face trembled, he took the telegram, opened it, and his pupils shrank.

In the telegram, his father praised him severely and widely publicized his deeds in the aristocratic circle.

They even announced a day off for the entire territory, holding banners to celebrate his 'eldest son Arthur winning the crown of liberal arts and returning home in glory'.

Arthur only thinks about one thing now, what should he do if he fails the exam and goes home, and what posture should he use to beg for mercy.

The bullshit has been blown out, and his father loves face most.

Moreover, his father is a demigod-level knight!
Can he bear it? Arthur swallowed.

Liszt took the morning newspaper from Arthur's hand, looked at it carefully, and frowned - when did I hand in the second paper?
"My grandson is harming me!"

I am so humble, how could I hand in the paper for the second time!
I will always be third!
Lister had the most morbid obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he only wanted the third place in the middle.

The obsessive-compulsive disorder made him feel like there were ants crawling all over his body, and he felt uncomfortable all over, as if he was dying.

How could his perfect plan go wrong?
Seeing their ugly expressions, Ansu also curiously took the morning paper, raised his brows, and his first reaction was even more heavyweight——

Did Cavins rise from the grave to find his relatives?
"I was pregnant with twins and abandoned them heartlessly. I turned into a ghost in red and traveled thousands of miles to find my relatives"?
"My grandson is harming me!"

　Please give me a monthly ticket.

　　By the way, the two copies will be sent out in the early morning tomorrow.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)