Chapter 239 The Beginning of the Third Year of the Imperial Capital!

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

The plain white Rouyi dragged the warm white teapot, hot water rushed down, and a hazy mist evaporated. The tea set was brewed three times.

Then he used his slender fingers to hold the golden kite on the hairpin, elegantly picked a few golden petals, and put them into the hot water in the teacup.

The petals softened as soon as they encountered hot water, causing ripples of golden floral fragrance, which mixed with the water mist. It was like a fairyland, and my mind calmed down.

The golden kite is a flower given by the goddess. Apart from being a status symbol, it is also a rare treasure in terms of its own effects. The scented tea brewed with the golden kite can stabilize the soul and enhance spiritual perception. Its effect is comparable to that of a potion specially prepared by a druid.

This pot of golden kite flower tea can only be tasted by ordinary nobles if they are favored by the royal family.

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

"I don't want to drink it." Ansu stared expressionlessly at the bad woman with a charming smile in front of him and expressed his refusal, "I'm afraid it's poisonous and unhygienic."

This bad woman has actually wanted to fix herself for a long time.

This stingy guy is really too much.

She must have a small book of grievances, but she doesn't know where she ranks on it.

"The Golden Kite scented tea can soothe the mind and calm the mind. For warlocks like us, it is also helpful for the growth of the soul." Cersei gently held the scented tea, opened her thin lips, took a shallow sip, and then drank it gently. He put it down gently and explained to Ansu, indicating that he was completely fine.

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

"That's not the reason."

Ansu shook his head, stared at the hairpin in the elegant princess's long snow-white hair, and said politely,

"I'm afraid that your dandruff will fall into it. So I think it's unhygienic."

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

"." Cersei's smile suddenly became imperfect.

Who poisons tea to add dandruff?

I kindly made scented tea for this little boy to drink. How many nobles wanted to drink it but they didn't get the chance. This was the first time that someone was so disgusted.

Cersei decided to move Ansu's ranking up to the top few after returning home.

"Beautiful girls don't have dandruff." Cersei smiled and said to Ansu, "Mr. Ansu."

"You're not a girl." Ansu looked at her suspiciously. This guy was older than her and still pretending to be innocent.

"A beautiful young woman doesn't have dandruff either." Cersei said expressionlessly.

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

"Why don't you take me in? This will make you a young woman." Cersei rolled her eyes at Anzu speechlessly, and said in a malicious tone.

"Don't lower your head."

Ansu could tell at a glance that Cersei was uneasy and well-intentioned. He didn't know how many sinister tricks he had prepared behind the scenes. He might have been sent to jail the next day on charges of blasphemy against the royal family. In the end, he was shot eight times in the back and committed suicide.

"In short. Whether it is a young woman or a girl, a beautiful woman does not have dandruff, and talking about such vulgar things with a lady is the worst behavior."

Cersei took a sip of the scented tea gracefully and came to a conclusion on the matter. Once Merlin heard this and confirmed that there was nothing wrong, he continued to drink with confidence.

Ansu was still reluctant to thank him. He looked at Merlin with pity. Ansu would definitely not drink this tea. The dandruff and other things were just excuses. Only Ansu could know the real reason.

Cersei's golden kite,

It grew out of the flesh and blood of the corpses of esoteric cultists.

Merlin didn't know it and thought he didn't have dandruff, so he drank happily.

It's time to get off work. Let's drink tea first.

As a leader, his favorite thing is drinking tea. In order to curry favor with him, his subordinates give him a lot of expensive tea. But what makes Merlin most satisfied is the Golden Kite flower tea sent by the royal family, which makes Merlin feel very high-end. and identity.

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

Respect and bless you.

Ansu turned around and observed Cersei, who was still drinking tea calmly and gracefully even though she knew this. Just looking at her expression while drinking tea, even he couldn't help but feel fear in his heart. This woman's inner heart was indeed He is a true lunatic, a complete alien.

It is a righteous existence that is even more alien than a true esoteric cultist.

Ansu observed the princess's posture,

She was really savoring these golden kite flower teas. She covered her red lips with pure white long sleeves, brought the tea cup to her lips, touched it lightly with her tongue first, and then took a shallow sip. The warm currents evaporated, and the faint floral fragrance was lingering. In the moonlight.

She squinted her eyes like a cat basking in the sun, as if she was savoring the aroma and aftertaste of scented tea. Finally, she sighed lazily, and her delicate side face was faintly red, like the sunset smearing the pure white sky. good.

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

Recruiting such a born from the imperial capital into the secret cult team gave Ansu a headache.

However, the only thing he can be sure of is that the Tantrics must be blessed.

"Mr. Ansu, now that we have agreed, I am looking 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 the exams tomorrow. your performance.”

She stretched out her white hand towards Ansu, "From now on, I will be Elf, the Staircase Saint. Under the Chaos Staircase, please give me your advice."

in the next second.

The appearance of the princess suddenly changed. The color of her snow-white pupils slowly turned red, just like the scarlet sunset spreading around, the crimson infecting the pure white. The originally pure and elegant face slowly became charming and coquettish. Just like the weird flower of the other side, Ansu had seen Elf's true form, and the appearance of the princess was now exactly the same as Elf's.

This reveals two pieces of information:

First, the princess had already learned similar transformation techniques.

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

What's more, she may have been ready to replace Elf.

"Thank you for your expectation, Your Majesty the Holy Maiden." Suppressing the surprise in his heart, Ansu smiled calmly and held Elf's soft and smooth hand, "Please take care of me."

"For the great plan of the Theocracy, let's have tea instead of wine and have a final drink." Elf looked at the untouched tea in Ansu's cup and showed a coquettish and sly smile.

Another temptation of uneasy good intentions.

"I'm underage and can't drink." Ansu shook his head in refusal.

".I told you to use tea instead of wine." Alf's coquettish smile froze.

This little kid knows how to talk nonsense.

"I'll do it for him." Merlin, who was standing next to him, saw Ansu squirming and thought to himself that this border dog from the countryside has no taste. He doesn't even know how to taste this kind of good tea. He grabbed the tea cup in front of Ansu and paused. He immediately raised his head and drank.

Ansu looked at Merlin with admiration, praising that this was the legendary glorious bishop who sacrificed himself for others and dared to be the first.

The tea was finished and the matter was discussed. Seeing that Anzu could not be fooled into finding fun, Cersei stopped pestering her and returned to her original appearance.

"Well, Mr. Ansu, we'll see you later."

"Good night."

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

In the hall of the Magic Guild, row after row of royal knights knelt on the ground, waiting for the third princess to step onto the alchemy carriage. Then they all stood up, and the alchemy carriage hummed softly, heading towards the Milton Palace. And away, the wheels crushed the peace of Farol's night.

After Cersei left, the moonlight outside the window had dimmed, and the waning moon disappeared into the dark sea of ​​clouds. Merlin turned around and asked Ansu,

"In the first round of formal exams tomorrow, are you really sure you can beat her?"

The rumors about the Cursed Son and the Imperial Princess's inability to deal with each other, as well as the rumors about the heir to the Kingdom of Heaven, have already been stirred up in the Imperial Capital. The city is full of uproar, and the popularity is unprecedentedly high. From taverns to gossip media and weekly magazines, everyone is discussing this matter.

——The onlookers had a similar mentality to Merlin. They were eager for someone to fight for fun. In addition, the saints in the City of God had been suffering for a long time. They had long wanted a hero to descend from the sky and capture this guy, so they were particularly concerned about this matter. .

How can a mere ordinary saint who has only been emperor for a short time compare to the long-famous saint ‘Princess Golden Kite’?

The consequence of the high popularity is that there is shocking gambling in the largest black market in the entire imperial capital. The odds between Anzu and Cersei are 50:1. Many citizens and even saints have spent all their belongings to give Cersei the win. After all, in their view, the Crown Princess is a sure-win situation, and it can be said to be a sure-profit business.

Merlin also placed a bet.

The Promotion Examination is very similar to the Saint Examination. Its process and structure are mostly the same. There are three exams in total. The first is a written exam, and the last two rounds are formal exams.

As usual, the results and rankings will be announced the day after the written examination. Candidates whose scores pass the minimum score are eligible to enter the next two rounds of practical examinations.

The second round is mostly conducted in the real world, while the third round is conducted in the world of Naraku - this is also very similar to the Saint Examination. In the past, their second round in the Saint Examination was in the Alchemy Bionics In the magic circle, different combinations of the same magic were used to defeat the examiner at the time, Priest Ashley.

The only difference is that the questions for the saint's practical examination are fixed every year, but the promotion examination is different, and the specific content of the assessment is different.

Ansu shook his head. To be fair, his current rank was completely inferior to the saint of the Imperial Capital Princess. But fortunately, he was a smarter kid. He immediately said to Merlin shamelessly,

"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 he should ask adults if he had questions he didn't understand, so Ansu, who was studious and inquisitive, 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, it's just that I am powerless."

He bought Cersei to win.

"I'll give you money."

Ansu smiled knowingly. When he was a child, his father often taught him that no one will serve you for free, so the considerate Ansu began to give money to the invigilator.

And based on Merlin's bottom line - this old man has no bottom line at all.

"If you say you don't know, you just don't know." Merlin became very angry when he mentioned this matter. "It's all your fault for asking random questions in my name. The examination board has blocked me!"

"To be honest." Merlin said to Ansu expressionlessly, "I don't know either. Ever since you gave me random questions, the guild has stopped letting me be an examiner."

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

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

Merlin sighed helplessly, hating that iron could never become steel.

This guy is just incompetent. He only took the blame thirteen times before he was exposed. The bishops of the Holy See are suspicious of him. He can't even fool the idiot leaders of the Holy See. How can he compete with those cunning and despicable esoteric cultists? Fight bravely.

It’s okay if your ability is not good, plus you have bad luck, that’s how it will be in this life.

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

Ansu also sighed softly, with sympathy and compassion flashing in his eyes. What kind of innate scapegoat is this?

He couldn't help but feel sad for the saint who had never been masked and took the blame. It was so unfortunate that he met Merlin, an old-born leader. He was such a promising district bishop. If it weren't for Merlin, he might have become a full-time official long ago. .

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

In the future, when you become an official, you must not follow Merlin.

"You kid, don't cause any more trouble for me. Do you know how much the guild has paid to quell the trouble you committed?"

Merlin stared at Ansu with evil intentions. The culprit is you, kid, and you still sympathize with others.

"The number of people who passed the written examination is less than double digits, and the Holy See cannot recruit deacons this year. It is simply an international scandal. I don't know how to explain it to the bishops!"

"You are joking." Ansu said without changing his expression, "The fewer talents we recruit, the more it shows that our Glorious Holy See is prospering."

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

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

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 shows that the geniuses in the entire imperial capital have long been taken into the shelter by you, who are wise and knowledgeable in martial arts and people. There are no longer left behind or buried in the grassroots level. Talent, that’s why no one can pass your exam.”

"So the fewer talents we recruit, the more talents the Holy See will have, which means that our Glorious Holy See has a bright and prosperous future!"

Makes sense.

Merlin felt like a breath of fresh air after hearing this, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that it was completely flattering words to confuse the public and completely insulted his own IQ. As an upright and glorious bishop, Merlin was tired of such confusing words.

After a while, I used these words to fool those idiot bishops.

Merlin nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

I feel that this boy Anzu is really a talent. He tells lies without any drafts. If this little guy is recruited into the Magic Guild and appointed as the second generation scapegoat, he might be able to last thirty times before his lies are revealed.

However, it is still slightly inferior to myself.

"You kid, go prepare for tomorrow's exam." Merlin sighed, "I have already figured out how to deal with this accident."

This incident is indeed a relatively serious accident. The eyes of the whole world are fixed on Farol. If only five students can participate in the exam in the future, it will definitely detonate into a huge scandal.

This matter is not easy to deal with. After all, the media is all focused on it.

Moreover, it will be clear how many saints will take part in the exams tomorrow.

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

"That means not announcing the results." Merlin showed a calm smile, "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 will be announced to the public. Five results.”

"The rest of the saints will go home and wait for the notification. Half a year later, they will be notified that they have actually been eliminated in the first round of preliminaries."

"." Ansu showed admiration. A leader is worthy of being a leader. Merlin can sit in the position of bishop because he has two brushes - a brush for brushing briquettes.

Obviously, people have been eliminated early, but they still have people continue to take the exam, and it will even take half a year before the notice is issued - this is already reaching the ultimate goal of a certain kind of birth.

Even if you kill someone, you still have to be heartbroken!

He could already imagine the saints who had been waiting expectantly for more than half a year, waiting for what kind of position the higher-ups of the Holy See would give them, and the despair and heartbreak they had when they finally received the notice.

"What should we do in half a year?" Ansu asked, "The problem is still not solved."

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

"Moreover, when you are outside, you must address your duties. I am the Bishop of Chaos."

Ansu felt that he still had room for further improvement on the road to birth. In any case, Imperial Capital Sanchu was born tonight.