Chapter two hundred and ninety-eight the priest makes trouble
Because Downton was brought by Andrea, the employees in the office paid more or less attention to him. In addition, Magath deliberately increased the volume, so everyone heard it.
"How dare you come to register as a holy knight without going to school? He's not afraid of embarrassment?"
"Where does this kid get his confidence from? Even a seminary student can't guarantee that he will pass the exam."
"Nonsense, didn't you see that he was brought by Priest Andrea? If Magath hadn't been on duty today, he would have passed."
"No, Priest Andrea is not the kind of person who practices favoritism and malpractice."
There were whispers in the hall, pointing the finger at Downton.
"Sorry, your academic qualifications are not up to standard and you cannot register." Magath not only repeated it, making Downton continue to lose face, but also deliberately showed a questioning tone, "Did you deceive the officiant? Otherwise, how could she bring you in?"
Come?"
It has to be said that Magath was very cunning and acted as if he was completely thinking about Andrea. If she didn't know the details, she would have thought that he was her subordinate, and after doing this, she couldn't say anything.
, if Downton is forced to pass, the reputation will definitely plummet.
"Magath did a good job this time." Fulfu was in a good mood, and the corner of his mouth twitched, which was his signature smile.
Downton could not refute. The issue of academic qualifications is very realistic. If you cannot achieve it, people will not want you.
When she heard that her brother was rejected because of her academic qualifications, Elaine's heart felt like it was being grasped hard by a giant's hand, almost bursting, and tears flowed out unsatisfactorily.
If the family hadn't been too poor and my brother had been working to earn tuition for himself, with his talent, he would have been able to enter St. George's and become the top student.
"My brother has definitely met the criteria to become a holy knight." Elaine suddenly stood up and argued loudly for Downton. In her mind, Downton will always be the best.
Elaine was still too upset. When everyone heard the word 'brother', the discussion became even louder. Of course they all knew that Elaine was Andrea's protégé. Therefore, it seemed that Downton had gone through the back door.
Already.
"Each officiant has three clergy recommendation quotas to recommend and train students with potential!" Andrea showed the calmness of the officiant, "I think you have not forgotten."
"Yes, but he..." Magath continued to argue, but was directly interrupted by Andrea.
"He is the student I like. Register him." Andrea showed a tough attitude. She couldn't explain it at this time. Otherwise, arguing with a deacon would weaken her aura and lose face.
Through the unexpected battle, she believed in Downton, and she believed that her vision would be proven correct in the future.
"But……"
"No but, just do as I say." Andrea's tone increased, and she was a little annoyed. If a chief priest cannot suppress his subordinates, other subordinates will also question the strength and majesty of their superiors.
"As you command, the officiant." Magath sat back in his seat. The situation was clear. If he continued to argue, he would be the unlucky one. Anyway, he had already demonstrated his loyalty in front of Falfo and discredited Andrea, so there was no need to continue arresting her.
Can't let it go.
Downton pursed his lips tightly, and veins popped out on the back of his fists. This kind of contempt and treatment made a fire ignite in his heart. He wanted to vent, but he was very helpless.
"Wait!" Falfo shouted and walked over with a majestic look on his face. The priests did not dare to move and remained standing where they were.
"Give me the registration form." Fulfu took the form and asked Downton expressionlessly, "Are you illiterate?"
These words were completely and deliberately humiliating. Looking at Downton's beautiful handwriting, I knew that he was not illiterate.
"No!" Downton replied without hesitation. He deeply regretted that the potions exam was scheduled too late. Otherwise, he would have been able to respond to him confidently after obtaining the pharmacist qualification.
"Have you never been to school? What did you do before? Do you understand the teachings of the Holy See of Flame?" Falfo stared into Downton's eyes and bombarded him with a series of questions, trying to break his psychology.
"I have been a postman for three years, and now I am the chief foreman at the Dagger Mine." Downton stood up straight, looked directly at Falfoy without any sign of weakness, and replied loudly, "I can become a paladin, which is the best way to teach.
understand."
If Falfo hadn't been on the spot, the employees of Andrea's faction would have cheered. This young man's answer was really wonderful and hit the mark. After all, if you can't understand the doctrine and don't believe in the goddess of justice, it's impossible to become a saint.
Knight's.
Compared to those believers, Paladins represent more pious beliefs.
"Full of lies!" Falfo scolded, "How old are you now? Fifteen or sixteen? Have you been a postman for three years? Even if the post office illegally hires minors, it will not choose such a young one. Who is responsible for the mistakes? Also
Chief Engineer of the Dagger Mine? Who do you think you are?"
"It's too much of a lie to tell. Let alone the chief engineer, it would be nice to be a supervisor."
"That's nonsense. He is Elaine's brother, so he must be a commoner. Can a commoner hold a fat and oily position like a supervisor? He probably can't even be a mine foreman."
"Not necessarily. Look at his performance against the officiant, and then think about Elaine's performance. If he wasn't excellent, Andrea wouldn't recommend him?"
"You can go investigate!" Downton felt that Falfo's gaze was dazzling, but he couldn't bear to hide.
"What am I investigating? Wasting the Holy See's manpower and financial resources for an illiterate?" Falfo was very angry when he saw Downton's gesture. Although the other party's tone was respectful, he understood that he had no respect for him at all.
"I have even taken care of those deacons and priests. How can I still suppress you as a young man?" Falfo threw away the registration form, "Go back and study for a few years before you come back. Don't think that you have met a chief priest.
You can get away with it, but becoming a Paladin is not as easy as you think."
"Falfo, what do you mean?" Andrea stood up, "Are you questioning my decision?"
This is no longer just a problem for Downton, but has escalated to a competition between the two officiants. Whoever fails will be defeated.
"Of course, His Majesty the Pope has given us the right to recommend officiants so that we can discover talents and cultivate them. It is not for us to satisfy our personal desires."
Falfor has been waiting for the position of Cardinal Archbishop for more than ten years. Seeing that he is about to get it, he does not want to continue the stalemate. He wants to defeat the two chief priests as soon as possible and let all the clergymen in Frankfurt know who is the right one.
He is the real owner of William Memorial Cathedral.
Starting from the first half of the year, Falfo made a plan, starting with Andrea, who was the weakest, and not missing any opportunity to bombard her, striving to reduce her support to a minimum.
"Hmph, he knows two bishop-level magical arts, what is he but a talent?" Andrea retorted.
As soon as this sentence came out, it immediately caused an uproar, and everyone looking at Downton was filled with shock.
"This is impossible. Is he the illegitimate son of the goddess?"
"Even if it's an epiphany, this luck is a bit too good."
"Why are you so anxious? Seeing is believing, I don't believe he can cast it."
"Downton, cast some magic."
Before Andrea could finish speaking, she was rudely interrupted by Fulfu, "No need, I can't even pass the written test. What's the use of having powerful magical skills?"
"How do you know he can't pass?" Andrea was angry and yelled at Magath, "Give him the written test paper for the Paladin license. Take it here."
"Brother, come on. I believe in you!" Elaine clenched her fist and waved it.
"What the hell!" Looking at the hundreds of scrutinizing eyes, Downton felt miserable. If he had known it, he would have read some theology books, but he didn't have that time. He spent all his time studying potions.
Three papers were placed in front of Downton. Downton picked them up and browsed them. There were some philosophical questions, which he knew a little bit about, but most of them were theology and the history of gods.
What is the original intention of establishing the Holy See of Light?
What were the achievements of the first pope?
What is the greatest achievement in the history of the Holy See?
Who is the brightest new star? Who developed new magic and invented the healing aura?
Looking at these questions, Downton wanted to curse. He would rather memorize a potions book than read the stories of these people. It was really of little use.
"Homer, come and put out the fire, otherwise I will definitely lose face this time." Downton wailed in his heart. He was now in a difficult position. If he couldn't answer, he would be embarrassed not only himself, but also Andrea and
Elaine's reputation was also tarnished.
Based on the conflict between Falfo and his mentor, Downton believed that they would definitely spread this incident to everyone.
"What? Can't you answer?" Seeing that Downton didn't write, Magath asked, "The goddess said you must be honest. As long as you admit your mistakes, we will not pursue you."
This is a high-sounding statement, but anyone who cares will know that he is mocking Downton.
"What's wrong with me?" Downton's expression remained unchanged. At least he was calm and composed. He could not lose the battle even if he lost. Even if he died, he had to stand.
"Write as hard as you can. Fortunately, I read enough books before, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing if I handed in a blank paper." Downton was depressed. If he switched to Potions, it would be so difficult.
"Dogmatism!"
Downton, who was about to start writing, almost stopped his heart when he heard this, because unlike before, this sentence came directly to his mind.
"Are you surprised? As an ancient magic book, how could I not be able to communicate consciously?" Homer was extremely proud, as if he had done something insignificant.
"Then why wasn't it used before?" Downton found that even a strong man like Falfo had not heard Homer's words.
"Conscious communication requires reading your thoughts. Do you want me to see your vagina?" Homer smiled, "But your childhood was really interesting. Oh, the way you looked at breasts when you were a kid was so cute!"
"Stop watching." Downton screamed in shame, "No conscious communication is allowed in the future."
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, let's answer the questions now." Homer glanced at the paper and said in a contemptuous tone, "Now the leaders of the Holy See of Light are really inferior to each other. The selection mechanism for priests is rigid. Is it possible?
If you memorize all this knowledge, you will be a qualified clergyman? Repay the Pope's merits? What is this for? To sing praises?" (To be continued...)