"It seems that you can't answer the question and you are wasting other people's time. Magath, take the paper away and kick him out!" Falfo said in a stern tone. After scolding Downton, he turned around and left without any concern for Ender.
Leah's face.
Andrea frowned when she saw that Downton had not started writing. Then she suddenly remembered that Downton had not been exposed to orthodox theological education. He was forced to talk about the exam by Falfo just now. It was really a mistake.
Just let him show off his magic.
"Trouble." Andrea was thinking about how to step down when she suddenly saw Downton sitting at his desk and beginning to answer the first part of the fill-in-the-blank question.
He wrote very quickly and never missed a space from beginning to end, as if the knowledge had already been imprinted in his mind.
"It's not written randomly, is it?"
"It's very possible. You see, he almost didn't think about time and kept writing. Even the top students in the seminary can't do this, right?"
"How can a commoner who hasn't gone to school have such a rich reserve of knowledge? It's probably because of a broken pot."
The deacons and priests in the chapel were talking a lot and looking at Downton with bewildered faces. They wanted to go over and take a look at his test paper, but unfortunately the two gold-robed officiants were standing there, and they would not dare to go over even if they were killed.
"If you dare to fill in the blanks randomly and trick us, I will permanently deprive you of the qualification to take the exam." In Falfo's view, the boy was struggling, and those answers must be rubbish written casually.
"Are the clergy so ignorant of basic etiquette? Shouldn't you keep quiet when others are taking exams?" Downton looked up and asked Falfo with an innocent expression, "Are there any old people like you?
Polyglossia? You can buy a black cat and it will listen patiently to your complaints."
Some onlookers understood that Downton's subtext was to ridicule Falfo, but they did not dare to laugh. Andrea had no such scruples.
"Shut up, everyone, and let him answer the questions." Falfo roared, his face turning red. He hated being called old.
Downton snapped his fingers, and a white halo flew out from his fingers, blessing Falfo.
Everyone in the hall was startled. They thought that Downton was recklessly attacking the officiant. When he was about to intercept him, he realized that it was just an ordinary sobering spell.
"Old people generally have high blood pressure, don't be angry, otherwise it will be terrible if the blood vessels in the head collapse." Downton looked concerned, "You don't want to lie limply on the bed like a dead dog and be handled by others, right?
"
"What are you talking about? Shut up and answer your paper." Andrea almost laughed. She didn't expect Downton to be so venomous. Looking at Falfo's old face, the folds trembled with anger.
"Okay!" Downton knew that his mentor was protecting him. If he let the angry Falfo take action, he might be dead. He was a dragon slayer, and it would be easy to crush a bastard like him to death.
Elaine looked at Downton dumbfounded. Although she knew he was brave enough, she didn't expect him to be so bold as to actually call the officiant a dead dog. You know, even the Dukes and ministers would not see Falfo.
Don’t dare to neglect!
"The only thing left in front of me is Andrea's big white legs. I have to hold her tight no matter what!" With Downton's character, he really didn't want to provoke such a powerful enemy before he had the confidence, but now he has no choice.
I can only serve as a chess piece and charge into battle for my mentor.
It only took twenty minutes for Downton to finish answering the first paper and put it aside.
"Sir!" Magath immediately picked it up and handed it to Falfo.
"Hmm!" Falfo was thinking about how to humiliate Downton so that he would lose his confidence forever, but as he browsed the test paper, his expression became more and more surprised.
"There's not a single mistake?" Falfo reread it unbelievingly, but there was still no problem.
As the officiant, Falfo's knowledge base is quite erudite, and he knows whether Downton is doing the right thing without referring to the answers.
"I told you, Downton is excellent." Andrea was proud. She knew the character of her old enemy. If there were any problems with Downton's test paper, he would definitely be scolded for being incomplete.
"Studying to death doesn't mean anything?" Falfo argued. The first one was all history questions. As long as you memorized them, you would be right. But the second ones were different. They were philosophical essay questions. He didn't believe in Mao Du.
A young boy who doesn't grow up can do it.
Of course Downton can't do it, but Homer can. As an ancient and ancient grimoire, it is much more familiar with the world and the teachings of the Holy See of Light than Falfor, and even the pope may not come in person.
Beat it in argument.
After all, this was the entrance exam for the Holy Knight License. The questions were not difficult. Homer didn't even have to think. He opened his mouth and said. If Downton's writing speed wasn't average, he could have answered it faster, but this speed still shocked everyone present.
of everyone.
Seeing Downton finish writing three papers in one go and putting away his pen, all his eyes fell on Falfo.
Although the officiant hadn't said anything yet, judging from his expression, everyone knew that the boy named Downton had passed the test.
There was really nothing to say. Falfo looked at the paper and stared at Downton, as if he had seen the undead. The answers to the essay questions were simply more perfect than the official answers, but he did not have more than a few decades of theological attainments.
, how could it be written? Could it be that this young man has been studying theology since he was born?
"Have I passed my written test?" Downton asked, "Is there a magical test next?"
"Go to the martial arts arena!" Falfo threw the paper on the desk, turned around and left, while giving Magath a look.
Magath understood and immediately left to arrange for manpower.
The land in the royal capital is very expensive, but it is not a problem for the wealthy Holy See. The martial arts arena is open-air and is the size of two football fields.
Three hundred Templar Knights and more than a hundred Templar Knights were doing their daily strength, battle formation and martial arts exercises. When they saw the two officiants walking in, they immediately stopped what they were doing and ran over to gather to greet them.
"This young man is undergoing a knight assessment. Which one of you is willing to step down and give him some guidance?" Falfo had seen Downton's registration form, so he knew that he was at the second level of war, so he asked Magath to prepare in advance.
Otherwise, if a few bastard fish appear and are killed, it will be an embarrassment.
The Templars retreated. They had a higher position than the Templar Knights. They did not have to stand guard or watch, but were responsible for the safety of the officiating priests. There was no need for them to appear in this kind of examination.
"I'll come!" A palace guard walked out impatiently, wanting to show his face in front of the two chief priests, hoping to be appreciated.
"Idiot!" Several deacons couldn't help muttering when they saw the guy who volunteered. He was a fool with no sense of politics.
"Can you do it? This young man is at the second level of war, has a good record, and is quite confident." Magath seemed to be praising Downton, but in fact he was provoking the hostility among the knights.
Sure enough, the expressions of the knights did not change. They hated arrogant people, and the knight who stood up stared at Downton.
"No problem." The knight replied calmly, but he had already made up his mind to teach this boy a lesson.
"Okay, let's get in!" As soon as Falfo finished speaking, a priest had already brought the mount.
"Should I say you are innocent, or should I say you are stupid?" Downton sighed, jumped into the square martial arts arena, and pulled out his saber.
"Black Dragon Wings?"
A knight called out.
"It is indeed a perfect weapon worth 7 million gold coins, but isn't this young man a civilian? How come there is such an expensive weapon?"
The knights looked eagerly at the saber in Downton's hand, and then their eyes fell on the other long sword at his waist.
Because he was worried about their origin and value being recognized, Downton wrapped them in cloth strips. It seems to have little effect so far.
"let's start!"
Following Falfo's order, the Temple Guard pounced on Downton. He wanted to fight quickly. After all, the opponent was a candidate. If he delayed for too long, he would prove to be very incompetent.
"No, you don't have to work so hard if you want to be appreciated by the officiant, right?" Downton was originally thinking about saving some face for the other party, after all, he would become colleagues in the future, but when he saw that he was impatient, he wanted to blow him up.
His demeanor made him too lazy to think.
Holy Revenge was activated, and the golden dragon spear appeared in the air, and immediately shot towards the vest of the Temple Guard Knight with a sound of breaking wind.
"Holy Revenge? What happened? The chief priest saw that he would fail and helped?"
"Nonsense, it was that boy who cast it."
"Isn't it possible? Is this a bishop-level magic?"
As the name suggests, only bishops are qualified to release bishop-level magic, which is very powerful. Of course, occasionally a few talented officiants can do it, but there are only a handful of such people.
The knights suddenly went crazy and talked a lot, but the deacons and priests were relatively calm. They had just heard Andrea say that Downton knew two bishop-level magics, but they didn't expect it to be true.
As the opponent, the Temple Guard Knight deployed two soul shields at once, with a slight panic on his face. He couldn't help but turn back to the Dragon Spear. As a clergyman, he knew the power of this magical technique best.
The knight's basic skills were very solid and his reactions were quick. He tried his best to dodge.
Seeing the dragon spear shattering a diamond-shaped shield and then burying it into the ground, he felt lucky to have escaped disaster, but the next second he heard the shouts of his companions.
"careful!"
The knight turned around and was shocked to find that Downton had already rushed in front of him, and his huge fist had already hit him like a battering ram.
"So fast!" There was no escaping it. When this thought came into his mind, the knight's nose was also hit, and he flew straight out, fell to a dozen meters away, and fainted.
The nosebleeds were all over the place, scarlet and mottled.
As if entering a cold arctic night, the entire martial arts arena instantly became silent. The onlookers looked at Downton in stunned silence. They really didn't expect that he would actually kill a second-level war palace knight in one face-to-face meeting, and he
I haven't even turned on the shield. (To be continued...)
