As soon as Ashley finished speaking, Ansu felt his vision blurry.
There was a faint buzzing sound in my ears.
A piece of paper woven from light slowly floated down from in front of his eyes and automatically landed in Ansu's hands.
The paper is as thin as a cicada's wing and has no weight at all. It is an instruction manual on exam requirements and also a letter of commitment for the exam.
[Dear Mr. Ansu Morningstar, hello, your exam number is 061, and the exam location is the Sixth Church of the Alchemy and Mechanical Church]
[The subject of this assessment is 'Allocation and use of spell slots and magic points']
[Exam score: 30%]
[Exam Instructions: Under the restrictions of the alchemy array, you can and can only use four memory grids. You can freely choose a magic book for temporary equipment and allocate ten magic points for use.]
[Candidates are not allowed to bring any auxiliary magic items, and God-given titles are prohibited. Candidates are not allowed to have any debuffs before they appear on the stage.]
[In order to be completely fair, through the authorized alchemy array, the examiner will completely copy all your conditions when you enter the examination room, such as appearance, equipment, physical condition, magic books in four spell slots, and ten magic points]
[Assessment criteria: The results will be determined based on specific performance, and full marks will be awarded if the examiner is defeated.]
[Persistence, courage, wisdom—this is not just a test, but also a test to surpass yourself]
[The only criterion for a full score is to defeat yourself]
An Su flipped through the exam commitment letter and a slightly interested smile appeared on his lips. He thought this exam was quite interesting.
[This letter of commitment was drafted by the Alchemy and Mechanical Church]
[Please make sure you have read it to the end. 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 titles are disabled.
And the examiner will play against you under exactly the same conditions.
Totally fair.
But Father Ashley is a genuine magic expert with much more experience than them. Even with the same magic and the same conditions, she can produce better results than ordinary people.
The condition for passing this exam is how to choose four magics.
It's just like a chess game, the four memory grids are chess pieces, and the ten magic points are the steps.
A plan to defeat the opponent must be hidden in the selected chess piece, and this plan must be hidden from the opponent and cannot be seen by the opponent.
Since her opponent has the same four pieces, she can make the same move.
Even more, the opponent can design a better and more excellent combination according to the four chess pieces you selected, and make a better move.
Normal people should now start thinking about how to choose a magic book.
This is the right and proper approach.
—But Ansu is an evil player.
He prefers flipping the chessboard rather than playing chess.
Squinting his eyes slightly, looking at Miss Ashley on the podium, An Su already had a plan in mind.
Ashley seemed to notice Ansu's gaze - she was a very inspired woman, so she frowned slightly and turned her head back.
Ansu gave her a sunny smile, which was truly pure and flawless.
After the examination rules for tomorrow have been read out, there is nothing else to do today and the candidates are dismissed as they are.
After coming out of the Alchemy Church, Ansu saw Miss Enya.
She was sitting on a bench in the courtyard.
The sunlight shines through the transparent dome and falls in with various refractions of the glass.
Because the courtyard was covered with layers of green, the scorching sun first lost some of its heat and became more like cool moonlight.
She was wearing a Lolita long skirt with delicate wisteria patterns on the hem, which looked exquisite and luxurious. The silhouette of the sycamore tree outside the window half covered her profile.
She was holding a lunch box in her hand, her toes touching the ground, with a red rope tied around her ankles. She looked light and translucent, as if she was about to melt in the light.
Miss Enya also saw Ansu. She tilted her head and said, "I'm here to bring you food."
Why does he look so much like a parent delivering lunch to a student
Under everyone's watchful eyes, An Su took the lunch box, opened it and saw the rich ingredients inside: fried fish cakes, neatly cut steaks, and the bottom layer of salad and cherry tomatoes, all neatly divided with the rice grid.
"Your unicorn has been delivered today. I'll entrust it to the hotel for your care." Miss Enya arranged everything in an orderly manner. Judging from the surface, she is truly a perfect maid.
"Let's not talk about this for now. Where's my staff?" Ansu took a bite of the fried fish cake and found it delicious.
Maybe it will be useful tomorrow.
"What staff?" Miss Enya tilted her head. "It's the staff of holy light - the one Lorgar gave me."
"Uh-huh." Miss Enya still had a smile on her face. She blinked her amber eyes, "I don't remember."
She is like a naughty cat.
"Where?"
“—Is that a staff?” She made another expression of sudden realization. “It’s so ugly, I thought it was a clothesline.”
".So you used it to hang clothes?"
Ansu's mouth twitched slightly.
If the little saint knew this, she would be furious!
"Just kidding, this doesn't really look like a clothesline." Enya said with a smile, "I can't possibly use it to hang clothes."
That's good. An Su felt a little relieved.
"Such a strange and ugly shape." Enya said calmly, "I thought it was the purple stick of His Majesty Lorgar, so I used it to do that kind of thing."
That is the saint's staff.
What an ultimate insult.
You start spewing dirty words again.
This is the holy place of the Vatican.
Anzu hit the latter's head with his lunch box. The maid shrank her neck, whimpered in pain, and covered the painful area.
"Do not make jokes."
Anzu could see that the maid was just making up facts to frame Huang Yao, "Give it to me - maybe I'll need it tomorrow."
The maid covered her head and stuck out her tongue.
Ansu took the staff and paused for a while before saying, "Lunch is delicious - thank you for bringing it to me."
"Don't speak so gently."
Miss Enya was stunned for a moment, tilted her head, and her smooth long hair fell on one shoulder, "Otherwise you will become a more delicious condiment for me tonight."
"The lower woman."
Ansu said.
After finishing the lunch box, An Su saw Enya off and returned to the dormitory.
As soon as I returned to the dormitory and opened the door, I heard the heartbreaking sound of my defense being broken.
The glorious young lion, Mr. Arthur Sunny was holding a copy of the Imperial Capital Morning Post tremblingly. He read the words on it in disbelief, and his worldview seemed to collapse.
#The first candidate to leave the examination room! Arthur Sunny of the Sun Family is interviewed! #
'Arthur Sonny himself said that the last question of this exam was quite simple, so it was not worth remembering - only a fool could not do it.'
He blinked his confused eyes.
—Where's my perfect plan
Besides, wasn’t I the second one to leave the examination room
Moreover, who on earth said all this nonsense
"My grandson is harming me!"
Liszt opened the door. "Arthur, there's a telegram for you—from your father."
Arthur's handsome face trembled. He took the telegram, opened it, and his pupils contracted.
In the telegram, his father praised him highly and publicized his deeds in the aristocratic circle.
They even announced a day off for the entire territory, with banners hanging to celebrate "Prince Arthur winning the liberal arts crown and returning home in glory."
Arthur was only thinking about one thing now: what should he do if he failed the exam and had to go home, and how should he beg for mercy.
The boasting has already been made, his father cares a lot about his face.
Besides, his father is a demigod-level knight!
Can I bear it? Arthur swallowed.
Liszt took the morning paper from Arthur's hand, took a closer look, and frowned - when was I the second one to hand in my paper
"My grandson is harming me!"
I am so humble, how could I possibly be the second one to hand in my paper!
I will always be the third!
Liszt had the most morbid obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he just wanted the third place in the middle.
Obsessive-compulsive disorder made him feel like ants were crawling all over his body. He felt uncomfortable all over and was in extreme pain.
How could his perfect plan go wrong
Seeing their ugly expressions, An Su also took the morning paper curiously, raised his eyebrows, and his first reaction was even more heavyweight -
Did Cavens crawl out of his grave to look for his relatives
"I was pregnant with twins and was abandoned by my lover. I transformed myself into a female 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, I will post two photos tomorrow morning.
(End of this chapter)