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

Chapter 239 The beginning of the third year of the imperial capital!

It was late at night, and Cersei was brewing a pot of scented tea.

The white-clad Rouyi dragged the warm white teapot, hot water rushed down, steaming up a hazy mist, and repeatedly brewed the tea three times.

Then she picked up the golden iris on the hairpin with her slender fingers, elegantly plucked a few golden petals, and soaked them in the hot water in the teacup.

The petals softened when they came into contact with hot water, splashing out ripples of golden floral fragrance that mixed with the water mist, making it like a fairyland, and my mind calmed down.

The golden iris is a flower bestowed by the goddess. Apart from its status symbol, it is also a rare treasure just for its own efficacy. The scented tea brewed with the golden iris can calm the soul and enhance spiritual perception. Its effect is comparable to the magic potion specially prepared by druids.

Ordinary nobles can only have the opportunity to taste this pot of golden iris tea if they are favored by the royal family.

Cersei brewed a small pot and poured three cups gracefully, keeping one for herself and placing the rest in front of Anzu and Merlin.

"I don't want to drink it." An Su stared at the evil woman in front of him with an expressionless face and refused, "I'm afraid it's poisonous and unhygienic."

This bad woman had actually wanted to do something to me for a long time.

This stingy guy is really too much.

She must also have a little notebook for holding grudges, but she doesn't know where she ranks in it.

"Golden iris tea can soothe the mind and calm the spirit. For warlocks like us, it is even more helpful for the growth of the soul." Cersei gently held the flower tea, opened her thin lips, took a sip, then gently put it down and explained to Ansu, indicating that she was completely fine.

"Mr. Anzu, please feel free to taste it." Cersei showed a perfect smile, "There is no poison in it - I will not use such boring little tricks, it is very meaningless."

"That's not the reason."

An Su shook his head, stared at the hairpin in the elegant princess's snow-white hair, and said politely,
"I'm worried that your dandruff might fall in there. So I think it's unhygienic."

"."

Merlin, who was happily drinking from the teacup, suddenly became alert, put down the tea, and looked at Her Majesty the Princess with horror. "Did you put dandruff in the tea to harm Ansu?"

"." Cersei's smile was instantly imperfect.

Who poisoned the tea and put dandruff in it?
I was kind enough to make flower tea for this young man. Many nobles wanted to drink it but never had the chance. This was the first time I was treated with such disgust.

Cersei decided to move Anzu up the rankings when she got home.

"Beautiful girls don't have dandruff." Cersei smiled at Ansu, "Mr. Ansu."

"You're not a girl." An Su looked at her suspiciously. This girl was older than him but still pretending to be innocent.

"Even a beautiful young woman doesn't have dandruff," Cersei deadpanned.

"When did you become a beautiful young woman again?" An Su frowned.

"How about you take me in? Then I'll be a young woman." Cersei rolled her eyes at Ansu speechlessly, saying with a sense of evil humor.

"Don't lower your head."

Ansu could see at a glance that Cersei had bad intentions, and who knew how many sinister tricks she had prepared behind the scenes. She might have been thrown into prison the next day on charges of insulting the royal family, and finally committed suicide by being shot eight times in the back.

"In short, whether young or young, beautiful women have no dandruff, and talking about such vulgar things with a lady is the lowest behavior."

Cersei elegantly took a sip of the flower tea and came to a conclusion on the matter. When Merlin heard this, he confirmed that there was no problem and continued to drink with peace of mind.

Ansu still declined the offer. He looked at Merlin with pity. Ansu would definitely not drink this tea. Dandruff was just an excuse. Only Ansu knew the real reason.

Cersei's golden irises,
It grew out of the flesh and blood of the corpses of the occultists.

Merlin was unaware of this and thought he had no dandruff, so he drank happily.

After get off work, let’s have some tea first.

As a leader, his favorite thing to do on weekdays is to drink tea. In order to curry favor with him, his subordinates gave him a lot of expensive and good tea, but what satisfied Merlin the most was the Golden Iris Tea sent by the royal family, which made Merlin feel very classy and prestigious.

It’s better not to remind him, Ansu looked at Merlin with pity, sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing.

Respect and blessings.

Ansu turned around and observed Cersei, who knew this but was still drinking her scented tea calmly and gracefully. Just by looking at her expression while drinking the tea, even he couldn't help but feel fearful in his heart. This woman was indeed a real lunatic and a complete outlier.

They are righteous beings that are even more alien than true esotericists.

Anzu observed the princess's posture.
She was truly savoring the golden iris tea. Her pure white long sleeves lightly covered her red lips. She brought the teacup to her lips, first touching it lightly with the tip of her tongue, and then taking a shallow sip. The warm currents gave off steam, and the faint floral fragrance lingered in the moonlight.

She squinted her eyes like a cat basking in the sun, as if she was savoring the fragrance and aftertaste of the scented tea. Finally, she sighed lazily, and her delicate profile turned faintly red, as beautiful as the pure white sky dyed by the sunset glow.

Anyone who sees this posture will think that the girl in front of them is a simple, quiet and elegant young lady.

An Su felt very troubled to recruit this kind of person born in the imperial capital into the secret cult team.

However, the only thing he could be sure of was that the secret believers would definitely be blessed.

"Mr. Ansu, now that we have made an agreement, I look forward to working with you." Princess Cersei drank the remaining tea in the cup and licked her lips gently. "I am also looking forward to your performance in the exam the day after tomorrow."

She extended her fair hands to Ansu, "From now on, I am the Saint of the Stairs, Elf. Your Majesty, I am grateful for your guidance."

in the next second.

The princess's appearance suddenly changed. Her snow-white pupils slowly turned red, like a scarlet sunset spreading around. The crimson infected the pure white. Her originally pure and elegant face slowly became charming and seductive, just like the strange red spider lily. Ansu had seen Elf's true form, and the princess's appearance was now exactly the same as Elf's.

This reveals two pieces of information.
First, the princess had already learned a similar transformation technique.

Second, the princess has been eyeing Elf for a long time, and they have met each other.

What's more, she might have already prepared to replace Elf.

"Thank you for your expectation, Your Majesty." Suppressing the surprise in his heart, Ansu also smiled calmly and shook hands with Elf's soft and smooth hands. "Please take care of me."

"For the sake of the Church's great plan, let's use tea instead of wine and have one last drink." Elf stared at the untouched tea in Ansu's cup and revealed a charming and strange smile.

This is another ill-intentioned test.

"I'm underage and can't drink." An Su shook his head to refuse.

"I told you to use tea instead of wine." Elf's charming smile froze.

This kid is just talking nonsense since birth.

"I'll do it for him." Seeing Ansu hesitating, Merlin, who was standing next to him, thought to himself that this country dog ​​had no taste and couldn't even appreciate such good tea. He snatched the teacup in front of Ansu and drank from it in gulps.

Ansu looked at Merlin with admiration, praising him for being the glorious bishop of the legend, who was selfless and daring enough to be the first.

After finishing their tea and discussing the matter, Cersei realized that she could not fool Anzu and that she could not have any fun, so she stopped pestering him and changed back to her original appearance.
"Well, Mr. Ansu, see you the day after tomorrow."

"Good night."

Having said this, she stood up, bowed gently, and left.

In the hall of the Magic Guild, rows of royal knights half-knelt on the ground, welcoming the Third Princess to step onto the alchemical carriage, and then stood up together. The alchemical carriage hummed softly and headed towards Milton Palace. The wheels crushed the peace of Falor's night. After Cersei left, the moonlight outside the window had dimmed, and the little moon disappeared in the dark sea of ​​clouds. Merlin turned around and asked Ansu,
"In the first round of the formal exam the day after tomorrow, are you really sure you can beat her?"

The rumors about the conflict between the Cursed Son and the Imperial Princess, as well as the rumors about the successor to the Kingdom of Heaven, had long been raging in the Imperial Capital. The whole city was in an uproar, and the heat was unprecedentedly high. From taverns to gossip media weekly, everyone was discussing the matter.

——The onlookers had a similar mentality to Merlin, they were eager for someone to start a fight just for fun. In addition, the saints in the imperial capital had been suffering from Ansu for a long time, and they had long hoped that a hero would come down from the sky to capture this guy, so they were particularly concerned about this matter.

How can a mere ordinary saint who has just arrived in the capital compare to the long-established saint, the Golden Kite Princess?

The consequence of the high popularity is that there has been a shocking gambling in the largest black market in the entire imperial capital. Anzu: Cersei's odds are 50:1. Many citizens and even saints have taken out all their belongings and bet on Cersei to win. After all, in their view, Her Majesty the Princess is bound to win, and it is a business that is sure to make money.

Merlin also placed a bet.

The promotion exam is very similar to the Saints Exam. The process and structure are mostly the same. There are three exams in total. The first one is a written exam, and the last two rounds are formal exams.

As per convention, the results and rankings will be announced the day after the written test, and candidates whose scores pass the minimum score line will be eligible to enter the next two rounds of practical exams.

The second round was mostly conducted in the real world, while the third round was conducted in the Naraku world - this was also very similar to the Saint's Examination. In the past, their second round of the Saint's Examination was conducted in the alchemical bionic array, and they defeated the examiner at the time, Father Ashley, by using different combinations of the same magic.

The only difference is that the questions for the practical examination for saints to enter the church are fixed every year, while the promotion examination is different, and the specific content of the examination is also different.

An Su shook his head. To be fair, his current rank was no match for the Saint, the Imperial Princess. But fortunately, he was a smart kid, so he asked Merlin without any shame.

"So can you tell me what the test will be the day after tomorrow?"

When he was a child, his father often taught him that if he had any questions he didn't understand, he should ask adults. So the studious and inquisitive An Su began to ask the invigilator Merlin.

"I don't know." Merlin said expressionlessly, "But I am definitely on your side. It's not that I don't want to help, I just can't."

He was betting on Cersei to win.

"I'll give you money."

An Su smiled knowingly. When he was a child, his father often taught him that no one would provide you with service for free, so the considerate An Su started to give money to the invigilator.

And according to Merlin's bottom line - this old man has no bottom line at all.

"I said I didn't know, so I didn't know." Merlin was furious when he mentioned this. "It's all your fault for making random questions under my name. The Examination Institute has blocked me!"

"To be honest," Merlin said to Ansu expressionlessly, "I don't know either. Ever since you gave me a random question, the guild won't let me be an examiner."

"Didn't you pick an unlucky guy to take the blame for you?" An Su was very surprised.

"Because the unlucky guy who was drawn was so unlucky. He had taken the blame for me thirteen times before. Now the bishops don't believe him when they see him. They all think it was me who did it."

Merlin sighed helplessly, feeling very disappointed with his friend.

This guy is simply incompetent. He was exposed after taking the blame thirteen times. The bishops of the Holy See began to suspect him. He couldn't even fool those idiot leaders of the Holy See, so how could he fight against those cunning and despicable cultists?

It would be fine if I just didn't have the ability, but coupled with bad luck, this is how my life is.

".It's so miserable to be your subordinate."

An Su also sighed softly, with a look of sympathy and pity in his eyes. What kind of innate scapegoat holy body is this...
He couldn't help but feel sad for the scapegoat saint whom he had never met. How unfortunate it was that he ran into Merlin, an old leader. He was a bishop of a district with a bright future. If it weren't for Merlin, he might have been promoted long ago.

Merlin is really not a human being. An Su sighed in his heart.

When you enter the government in the future, you must never follow Merlin.

"Don't make trouble for me anymore, kid. Do you know how much the guild paid to settle the crime you committed?"

Merlin stared at Ansu with ill intentions. You are the culprit, and you are sympathizing with others.

"The number of people who passed the written exam is less than double digits. The Vatican cannot recruit deacons this year. This is simply an international scandal. I don't know how to explain it to the bishops!"

"You're joking." An Su remained calm. "The fewer talents we recruit, the more it shows that our Glorious Church is thriving."

".What nonsense are you talking about?" Merlin held his forehead with his hand.

"Your Majesty Merlin, you don't know."

Ansu showed a calm smile, his eyes full of sincerity.

"Almost no one at the grassroots level of the Holy See can pass the promotion exam. This just proves that all the geniuses in the imperial capital have long been taken in by you, who are wise and capable of identifying and using people. There are no more talents left behind or buried at the grassroots level, so no one can pass your exam."

"So the fewer talents we recruit, the more talents the Holy See will have, and the more it shows that our Glorious Holy See has a bright future and will flourish!"

Makes sense.

Merlin felt refreshed when he heard this, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that it was all just flattering and confusing words, a complete insult to his intelligence. As an upright and glorious bishop, Merlin hated this kind of confusing words the most.

I'll use these words to fool those stupid bishops later.

Merlin nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

I think Anzu is really a talented kid. He tells lies without thinking. If we recruit this kid into the Magic Guild and appoint him as the scapegoat for the second generation, he might be able to last thirty times before being exposed.

However, it is still slightly inferior to myself.

"Go prepare for tomorrow's exam." Merlin sighed, "I have already figured out how to deal with this incident."

This incident was indeed a major accident. The eyes of the whole world were on Farol. If only five students could take the exam the day after tomorrow, it would definitely become a huge scandal.

This matter is not easy to handle, after all, the media's eyes are on it.

Moreover, it is clear how many saints will take part in the examination the day after tomorrow.

"What's your trick?" An Su stared at Merlin suspiciously.

"That is, we won't announce the results." Merlin smiled calmly. "Let these saints stay in the imperial capital and continue the formal examination. After they have all finished the examination, in order to protect the privacy of the candidates, only the results of the top five will be announced to the public."

"The rest of the saints went home and waited for notification. Half a year later, they were notified that they had been eliminated in the first round of preliminary examinations."

"." An Su showed an expression of admiration. The leader was worthy of being a leader. Merlin could sit in the position of bishop, and he really had some skills - the brush for brushing coal briquettes.

It was obvious that people had been eliminated a long time ago, but they were still allowed to continue taking the exams, and the notification was not issued until half a year later - this has already reached a certain extreme of birth.

Not only killing people, but also destroying their hearts!

He could already imagine the saints who had been waiting for more than half a year with great anticipation, waiting to see what kind of positions the high-ranking officials of the Vatican would give them, and their broken-hearted expressions of despair when they finally received the notice.

"What about after half a year?" An Su asked, "The problem is still not solved."

"After half a year, I will resign and take leave, and will no longer be in charge of the Examination Yuan." Merlin's eyes were shining with trust, "We must believe in the wisdom of future generations."

"Also, when you are outside, you must call yourself by your title. I am the Bishop of Chaos."

An Su felt that he still had room for further improvement on the road of birth. In any case, the Third Chu of the Imperial Capital was born tonight.

(End of this chapter)