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

Magic Guild.

The midsummer afternoon breeze was warm and gentle, the plane trees on both sides of St. Peter's Street swayed in the wind, and the fine and dense plane leaves chopped the sunlight into tiny bits of light, all of which were sprinkled on the gorgeous mosaic glass of the Magic Guild.

The student saints who came to the imperial capital to report had registered at the front desk. They were all full of confidence and bright smiles.

For these young people who had just arrived in Farol, the future was beautiful and worth looking forward to. They were young and talented, and nothing in the world could stump them.

They had pride in their eyes and looked down on the saints around them.

After all, in their eyes, these saints in the imperial capital were just those who were born with good household registration and strong family connections, and could stay in the cathedral of the imperial capital after graduation. They were all young men who did not do practical things, and at most they had been to the Vatican without life-threatening situations.

It is estimated that the recently famous Ansu Morningstar and his two lackeys are also the same, after all, their families are very powerful.

These guys have never personally hunted witches in reality - after all, it is difficult to find secret believers in the capital of the country.

But these local saints are completely different. All those who are qualified to come to the imperial capital to take the exam have fought their way out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Each saint has made considerable achievements.

At this time, they gathered in twos and threes, talking loudly, exchanging their harvests last month, deliberately letting the saints in the imperial capital hear.

"Hey, not many, just last month, two third-level ones."

"Haha, I'm lucky. I found two dens while patrolling and got four life cultists."

"Which district are you in? Are there kids coming to your place to make dens? It's so easy to find them?"

"I'm just lucky. In my opinion, Brother Xia Leng is more powerful. Brother Xia Leng, I remember you recently hunted a fourth-level secret cultist, right? Tell us in detail."

The brother Xia Leng they mentioned, whose full name is Xia Leng. Azak, is a young man with long golden hair and a perfect smile. His strength is at the highest stage of the fourth level. He is the man with the highest realm in this exam except for the imperial daughter. He is the leader of the saints in these areas.

"No, I'm just lucky enough." Xia Leng showed a kind smile, "Still not as good as the cursed son of the border."

He deliberately picked out the identity of Ansu's cursed son, and the local saints were all quiet. After a while, they smiled and continued,

"That cursed son is definitely not as good as yours"

"If you ask me, he is so popular now, maybe it's because of his family's fame."

At this time, the door of the Magic Guild was slowly pushed open, and the priests at the door all covered their noses and pushed it open. There was a strong smell of blood in front of them, and it was also wrapped in a strong breath of evil taboos. All the saints were terrified.

Its rank is at least fourth level.

"Good afternoon, everyone."

Ansu dragged a string of secret believers behind him and walked into the guild gate politely. Although he had a long bloodstain, his body was clean and spotless. His gray-white long hair was softly draped around his waist. His pale blue pupils were clean enough to scatter light. He wore a noble robe with a white shirt. He was a polite and well-educated noble boy wherever he went.

If you ignore the string of secret believers in his hand.

This combination is weird and scary no matter how you look at it.

The candidates all turned their heads away and ignored Ansu.

Ansu walked between the saints wearing secret believers, slowing down his pace during the walk, making sure to let the candidates see the details clearly, although the saints tried not to look at Ansu's harvest.

But when Ansu passed by, they couldn't help but glance at him with their peripheral vision, and then couldn't help but let out a faint exclamation.

The appearance is really too good.

From Chaos Cultists to Pain Cultists to Life Cultists, there are all kinds of them, and each one is higher in rank than the other. They can't handle them at all. They can't imagine how An Su did it.

"Seven." An Su said familiarly, "Not very big, all fourth-rank, that's all."

The examinees' faces darkened. Who asked you?

Looking at An Su, he only looks like fifteen or sixteen years old. Hunting seven fourth-rank saints at this age is simply a fantasy.

They turned their heads and forced their envious eyes away.

"The one I caught yesterday was bigger, a sixth-rank demigod." An Su said with regret, "It's a pity that he ran away. Today's harvest can only be said to be just barely good."

Demigod?

Is this still human language!

The originally confident regional saints collapsed.

They didn't believe Ansu's boasting, but they didn't have the strength to refute it. They all suffered internal injuries. On the other hand, those ugly creatures they had hunted for the past few months didn't even have the confidence to speak!

This newborn even dragged himself to the gate of the Magic Guild. He was simply not doing his job!

This guy only dared to bully outsiders like them.

The capital saints who had been boasted by the regional saints for most of the day showed a gloating smile. It was finally your turn to be tortured by Ansu's birth.

The noise Ansu made attracted the attention of the Order Church. Father Percy led the Order Knights to trot along the bloodstains, thinking which guy was so arrogant.

Didn't you know that Farol was building a national civilized city recently? The streets were full of blood. How could it build a civilized city?

Once the culprit is caught, Priest Parsi will definitely ask him to stay in the police station for a few days.

"Explain carefully what you have committed!"

This is what you asked me to explain carefully!

But when he saw Ansu's innocent smiling face, Priest Patsy's face instantly became embarrassed.

He never expected that this little boy would be born again.

After finally being clean for a few days, this little baby is back again!

Priest Patsy still vividly remembers the incident where he took this minor into the police station a month ago and fined him, but he extorted thousands of gold coins.

Despite being embarrassed, Priest Patsy was also surprised by how quickly Ansu's strength improved.

You must know that a month ago he could only sneak into the fourth-level world, and half a year ago he was a candidate who was personally invigilated by Patsy.

But now this little boy's strength is already at the fourth level, and he can even kill so many esoteric cultists who are also at the fourth level!

Priest Patsy was shocked by Ansu's growth rate. Fortunately, he had been promoted to a saint in the past six months, otherwise the young man's rank would be above him in a short time.

Unlike Pasi, who looked ugly when he saw Ansu, Ansu was very happy to see Pasi, and his enthusiasm almost overflowed.

This kid has never been so cooperative with an investigation. He enthusiastically introduced his harvest today to the Parsi priest, introduced in detail how he captured these esoteric cultists, and explained all the details in detail.

Ansu also said that his behavior had seriously affected the appearance of Farol and should be posted as a big-character poster to severely criticize him throughout the imperial capital.

Priest Patsy's face was stiff, and he began to regret why he was on duty today.

Ansu even forced the Parsi priest to take notes, took out the paper, and wrote clearly:

"On June 26, Ansu Moningstad arrested seven fourth-level esoteric cultists in Sendingbao Street, polluting the environment of the imperial capital," and signed and stamped them.

When he heard that the place where Ansu caught these secret cultists was across the street where he was patrolling.

Priest Patsy's mentality also began to collapse.

Such a great achievement slipped away before his eyes, and Priest Patsy felt his heart twitching slightly.

Ansu said that his crime was unstoppable and the law could not tolerate it. He wrote today's criminal deeds in a confession and sealed it in his personal file.

"You are a minor, and the [Farore Minor Protection Law] protects you, and all records do not need to be entered into the archives." Priest Passi said with a smile. He never thought that he was still lucky that Ansu was A minor day.

"That's really a pity." Ansu sighed.

Watching Anzu torture a priest with the rank of saint to such an extent that he even relied on the law for help, the saints in the area gained a new understanding of Anzu's shamelessness.

Under the scrutiny of the Balance of Order, these seven fourth-level esoteric cultists are all undercover agents who have been lurking in the Imperial Capital for nearly a year. The harm of undercover agents in the imperial capital is huge. According to the undercover law, each fourth-level esoteric cultist can be exchanged for one hundred dedication points. The seven esoteric cultists gave a total of seven hundred offerings.

"You guys are finished!"

During this time, the leader Chaos Staircase woke up. He found that he was covered in blood and was in the Magic Guild. He looked at Ansu viciously and yelled and cursed, "Wait until my big brother 'Chaos Staircase' comes." , you are all going to die!"

"It turned out to be the legendary chaotic staircase." Ansu looked horrified, which made Priest Patsy very curious and asked what this chaotic staircase was about.

"According to legend, this chaotic staircase has a very high level of talent and is quite famous among the esoteric geniuses."

Ansu explained seriously, his tone full of fear for this Chaos Staircase, "And he is untainted from the mud. Although he was born in the esoteric sect, he is generous, righteous, humble and polite. He is really a rare good man. talent."

Seeing that Ansu praised the Chaos Staircase so much, he actually couldn't fix the Chaos Staircase.

He blinked and stared at Ansu, thinking to himself, why do you know better than me?

Priest Pasi immediately showed a serious expression. The guy who could make Ansu admire him so much must not be a good person and should not be underestimated. He immediately told his subordinates,

"Any saint who kills the Chaos Staircase will be rewarded with three hundred dedication points."

"Is it only worth three hundred?" Ansu was dissatisfied.

According to the established rules, the higher the bounty, the higher the card value.

"Then" Priest Patsy said tentatively, "Four hundred?"

"No cards."

"Four hundred is enough, right? This is the maximum reward amount I can apply for!" Passi's face darkened, why did Ansu start bargaining again!

The matter was settled.

After everything is done, Ansu will wait for the soul of the chaotic staircase to receive the reward.

Ansu asked the knights of the Holy See of Order to help escort these mystics back to his residence. As the first witch hunter, Ansu had the right to be the first to interrogate and execute these mystics. Each piece of information can also earn contribution points.

Of course, if the torture goes too far and the undercover agent accidentally dies, no one will say anything.

Ansu believes that sacrifice is also a special form of torture.

After all these chores were taken care of, the sky gradually turned dark, and the afternoon sunshine turned dim. The saints in the area had a fragile mentality and were eager to go home to comfort their wounded hearts. Everyone tried hard not to look at Ansu's harvest to avoid complete collapse. Change your attitude towards taking the exam

Only the leader, Master Xia Leng, was not frightened by An Su's death. After all, he had also hunted down fourth-level secret believers. He was confident that with his own strength, he would never lose to this cursed child. He immediately showed a confident smile,

"Brother An Su, do you still remember me? I am from the next district. We met in the border church when we were young."

An Su didn't remember the name of this guy at all. He was waiting to exchange magic at the upper level of the magic guild, so he just said a few perfunctory words.

Xia Leng didn't get annoyed. He was from a glorious family. Since he was a child, he had been surrounded by noble people. For example, the [Glorious Man] Calvins Black from the border next door was his playmate since childhood.

I just don't know why Brother Calvins suddenly fell ill and didn't come to take the Saint's Examination.

Instead, An Su, the cursed child, took the quota with two ridiculous hawks and dogs. It was also ridiculous.

Xia Leng held an elegant smile on his lips and continued to greet An Su, "By the way, where are Brother Liszt and Brother Arthur? Are their tastes still as humorous as before?"

The implication is, where are those two idiots hanging out now.

"Are you talking about my two daughters?" An Su replied with a smile, "They should be coming down soon."

Xia Leng didn't understand what An Su meant, just thought he was joking, and was about to say something, but heard light footsteps coming from upstairs.

The light of dusk dimmed the years, and the patchwork glass dispersed the rosy sunlight. All the saints heard the sound of their hearts stopping. They looked at the two beauties coming from the roof, one was cold and elegant like the cold moon, and the other was lively and exuberant like the sun. The perfect combination of one cold and one bright was so intoxicating.

The visitors were Arthur, who had received a one-week experience card, and Liszt, who had received a one-month experience card.

".I seem to be in love."

Xia Leng stared at the two beautiful women in a daze, muttering in his mouth.

As soon as Arthur and Lister saw Ansu, they showed embarrassed faces. They felt extremely wronged. They had made such great contributions, but Merlin was so ungrateful.

Confiscated all their little brothers!

Who would have thought that the second magic circuit was actually that ghost thing!

If they had known earlier, they should not have eaten alone, and they should have shared the credit with Brother Ansu.

If they had known earlier that it was so difficult to become the head of the head, they should not have been so arrogant.

They don’t need to use magic in the later esoteric sex change test!

Just go on stage with all your strength!

“Do you want their contact information?” Ansu whispered in the stunned Xia Leng’s ear, “One hundred dedication points per person.”

“.Deal.”