Chapter 137 Ansu Likes to Get Into Trouble

"You can now apply for the job of 'Deacon'."

Priest Patsy rubbed his eyebrows, feeling that he would be killed by Ansu sooner or later.

"Establishing a border world of level three and above is one of the necessary conditions for promotion to the Holy See Deacon, and it is also the most difficult condition. Because there are not many raiding places every year."

Out of duty, Priest Patsy slowly explained,

"Every year, nearly a hundred saints have completed their studies and reached the standard of rank. However, even if they lack the experience in the border world, they are still quasi-deacons."

"You are finalizing the fourth-level border world this time, which means that you are not only qualified to become a deacon, but even qualified to become a priest in one step."

"But even if you want to be promoted to the priesthood, it's still a long way off for you."

Priest Pasi stared at Ansu. At this moment, he still felt incredible.

Deacons under the age of fifteen were unheard of.

At what age did you become a deacon? Twenty?

His talented junior sister, Priest Ashley, also became a deacon at the age of seventeen.

This is also thanks to the resources and support of her family.

Ansu was relatively calm. He even felt that his speed needed to be improved.

After deacons, there are priests, and above the priests, there are zonal bishops, and then there are archbishops, who are purple bishops, and then there are cardinals, who are red robes, that is, cardinals.

Further up is the pope, dressed in white, also known as the bishop in white, who is also the patriarch of a religion.

Will be crowned by the god himself.

This is the division of rights of the Glorious Holy See.

There are a total of seven more righteous churches,

If he becomes the pope who manages all the Holy See, he will receive the coronation from the Seven Gods and be crowned the 'Holy Pope'.

However, the Holy See has developed for thousands of years, and there has yet to be a holy pope.

That is an existence that only exists in legends.

Deaconship is the first step to becoming a pope.

In order to perfectly clear the main plot of the game, the apocalypse ten years later - [Falling from the Abyss], Ansu needs to increase his voice in the Holy See.

But sometimes, I really want to skip the dialogue directly. Ansu stared at Priest Patsy who was still explaining in front of him, secretly thinking that he had watched it a dozen times.

Priest Pasi didn't know what Ansu was thinking, so he explained patiently:

"After becoming a deacon, you will have more rights."

"For example, the right to conquer the world has a higher priority."

"There is no need to hand over the coordinates of the border world to the Holy See - for example, for the things you committed this time, if you were a deacon, you could go through regular channels instead of sneaking in."

"More freedom of interpretation of actions."

"You can recruit your own armed paladin group - limited to less than ten people."

It just so happens that he has the Painful Military Academy in Saidian Town, Ansu thought to himself.

"At the same time, Deacon, you still have the right to donate magic to the gods. Third-level saints can already adapt magic."

"The unique magic adapted by the deacon must first pass the rating of the magic union, and then it can be donated to the gods. In the future, whenever a saint uses faith points to exchange magic, you can get a commission. The deacon's commission is 10%."

"The priest's commission can be as high as 20% and so on."

After Ansu heard this, he became interested.

He became a deacon because he wanted the right to donate magic.

Not to mention anything else, just his X-ray illumination technique, which can detect various lesions, can attract many low-level recovery warlocks to exchange for it.

Continuously adapting magic in the early stages to exercise your ability to control magic circuits is also the core idea of ​​becoming stronger and the basis for creating your own magic in the later stages.

Otherwise, just because the realm has improved and you can't create your own magic, the upper limit will be fixed.

"I've already told you about the general benefits."

Priest Patsy said,

"The number of deacons allocated to each Holy See is limited - of course, there is no shortage of deacons in various Holy Sees across the country, but that is only in honor."

"This year's deacon assessment will be held next month. If you want to be promoted to a deacon, you must prepare for it."

"Of course, it's definitely very difficult."

"Because the competitors participating in the promotion assessment this time are all senior saints who have completed the third level and above."

"It's normal to fail in the first test." Patsy wanted to comfort Ansu like this, but thought of the guy's urinary nature, he stopped talking.

Perhaps it's Anzu's opponents who should be worried.

"The assessment content also includes 'adapted magic'. You can start practicing now - if you have good adapted magic, you can also go to the Magic Guild for a rating in advance."

After Percy finished talking about all the plans, he stared at Ansu, "That's about it, you can leave now."

Ansu blinked his eyes and stayed where he was.

"You can go." Priest Patsy said again. He just wanted to get this little newborn away as soon as possible.

"You haven't given me the three thousand and eighty you owe me yet." Ansu smiled innocently.

The corner of Patsy's mouth began to twitch again. He always went to the police station to pay fines, and he had never seen anyone fined the police station money!

What thief doesn't get away with it?

"Isn't your family short of money?" Priest Pasi couldn't help but said, "Are you even going to plunder the Holy See's wool?"

"It is precisely because of this that my family is not short of money."

Anzu replied with a smile.

In fact, it's not a matter of money, it's just Ansu's player ethics. If you don't take something with you when you enter the room, you always feel that you came in vain.

Didn't he just listen to such a long explanation in vain?

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After receiving the reward, Ansu left the confession room of the Holy See of Order in a happy mood.

He sincerely felt that this round should be played more often every day.

However, he simply wanted to learn more legal knowledge and had no other bad intentions.

Warm sunlight shines on the glass dome, and the shadows of palm leaves are like swords on both sides of the corridor. The breeze blows, and the tree shadows are dancing and shining in pieces; Ansu's next plan is to go The Magic Guild, please grade the x-ray first.

The right to develop the Chaos Border will be granted tomorrow, and he still needs to plant some advanced ideas from the Holy See.

Luo Jia and Enya should also have come out.

Ansu saw Luo Jia first. There was a buzz of nuns outside the Church of Order, surrounding the little saint in the center.

They were dressed in nun robes, and they were nuns in the monastery. The middle-aged woman in the head seemed to be the head nun. There were folded wrinkles on her forehead. When she smiled, those wrinkles unfolded layer by layer, as if Very kind.

"Your Majesty, how could you do this?"

The old grandma smiled kindly, but her tone was also gentle.

"We are all doing this for your own good. You went out privately and completely violated the rules and etiquette. How can you be our saint? What if you are injured?"

"All of us are doing this for your own good, but we can still harm you."

After saying that, the old nanny went to take Luojia's hand and said, "Come back with us, don't go out for a month, and study the holy scriptures carefully."

Luo Jia stayed in the center of the crowd, a little helpless.

Obviously, the little saint chose the educational punishment of "a week of hard labor in a monastery".

Everyone is trying to keep her in the monastery in the name of her good.

This should come from the instructions of the quasi-saintly faction of the Glory Holy See. Luojia's clearance of the fourth-level world this time must have aroused the vigilance of some people.

Maybe you can meet him during the deacon assessment.

Luo Jia actually knew about all these secret things.

But she was unwilling to enmity with the saints.

Luo Jia lowered her head, obviously holding her hand with little strength, but she seemed unable to break away. She subconsciously turned around and saw Ansu.

"Do you still want to restore the warlocks in the hall?"

Ansu said something incomprehensible,

"I have been locked in that little phone all my life, always listening to other people's voices."

"Think about what you did before."

Luo Jia's eyes moved, but she stopped talking.

But this is the real world. She can resist in the Naraku world, but can she do it in reality?

All along, the education she has experienced has told her to respect and abide by the law, to treat people correctly, to be obedient, and to be the most perfect saint.

But she also said that she would always correct Ansu's mistakes.

If she couldn't do this, how could she accomplish it?

The palm leaves rustled in the wind, and the sunlight reflected on the color-blocked glass was reflected everywhere, shining brightly in Luo Jia's eyes.

"No" Luo Jia opened her mouth slightly, she pulled away from the old nanny and slapped the latter's hand away, ".I don't want to go back with you."

The old nun looked at her in astonishment, and all the nuns stared at Luo Jia in astonishment. They all thought they heard wrongly.

After being stunned for a long time, the old lady showed her anger and made a move to hit Luo Jia, "What did you just say!"

"The defense is broken." Luo Jia remembered Ansu's teachings.

【Brilliant Word Spirit】

The attack judgment attached to the word spirit acted on the nuns. The tone was not strong, so the damage caused was limited.

Their defensive monk uniforms tore apart in an instant, and many old women screamed and quickly covered their bodies. In a true sense, their defenses were broken and they rolled and crawled away.

The first time Luo Jia resisted in reality, he was a little panicked and at a loss.

Heart pounding.

"Okay, come with me to pay the fine. We are protected by magic."

Ansu patted her shoulder and showed a calm smile,

I can enter the police station again!

He wanted to take Luo Jia's part of the reward, and then said that he would help pay the fine.

With his head buried and following Ansu, Luo Jia felt that his heartbeat was still a little fast.

"Ansu, thank you." She pinched the corner of the boy's clothes and muttered.

"Thank you for what?"

Ansu turned around and stared at Luojia. The warm wind blew his long gray hair, and he said matter-of-factly:

"We are complicit now."

This chapter is 3,000 words, which is not short!