MTL - The More They Object, the More It Means I Did the Right Thing

Chapter 137 Ansu likes to get into trouble

"You can now get the job of 'deacon'."

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

“Creating 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 their ranks have reached the standard. However, even if they lack a solid resume 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 in one step, and you are also qualified to become a priest.”

“But even if you want to be promoted to the priesthood, it is 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 are unheard of.

 At what age did you become a deacon? Twenty years old?

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

 This is also thanks to the resource support of her family.

Ansu was rather indifferent. He even felt that his speed needed to be improved.

 After deacons, there are priests, and above the priests, there are zonal bishops, and further promotions lead to archbishops, who are purple bishops, and then to cardinals, who wear red clothes, that is, cardinals.

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

 Will be crowned by the **** himself.

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

 There are a total of seven more orthodox churches,

If you become the pope who manages all the Holy See, you 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.

 Being a deacon is the first step to becoming a pope.

In order to perfectly clear the main plot of the game and the apocalypse ten years later - [Fall from the Abyss], Anzu 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 patiently explained:

“After becoming a deacon, you will have more rights.”

 “For example, a higher priority for the right to conquer the world.”

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

 “Freer right to interpret actions.”

“You can recruit your own group of armed paladins—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 reach 20% and so on.”

 Ansu only became interested after hearing this.

 He became a deacon because he wanted this magical donation right.

Not to mention anything else, his X-ray illumination technique alone can detect various lesions and attract many low-level recovery warlocks to exchange them.

Continuously adapting magic in the early stage 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 stage.

 Otherwise, just as the realm has improved and you cannot create your own magic, the upper limit will be fixed.

 “I’ve already told you about the general benefits.”

Priest Parsi said,

“The number of deacons assigned to each church is limited—of course, there is no shortage of deacons in various branches of the church 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 must be 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, but he thought of this guy’s urinary nature, so he stopped talking.

 Perhaps Anzu’s opponents 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.”

Paxi finished talking about all the plans. He stared at Ansu and said, "That's almost it. You can leave now."

Ansu blinked his eyes and stayed where he was.

"You can go." Priest Pasi said again. He just wanted to get rid of the little newborn 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 kind of thief doesn't take advantage of it?

"Isn't your family short of money?" Priest Pasi couldn't help but said, "Do you even have to pluck the wool of the Holy See?"

“Because of this, my family is not short of money.” Ansu replied with a smile.

 Actually, it’s not about money, it’s just Ansu’s player ethics. If he doesn’t take something with him when he enters the room, he always feels like he’s wasted his time.

He just listened to such a long explanation. Wasn't it in vain?

  —

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

 He sincerely felt that this game should be played several times a 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.

 Luojia and Enya should also have come out.

Ansu saw Luojia 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, and it seemed that they were very beautiful. It is 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 in this way? What should you do if you are injured?"

“We are all doing this for your own good, and we can’t do anything to 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."

Luojia 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 own good.

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

 Perhaps, you can still encounter it during the deacon assessment.

Luojia actually knew about all these secret things.

 But she was unwilling to enmity with the saints.

Luojia lowered her head. The hand holding her hand was obviously not strong, but she seemed unable to break free. 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 my whole life, always listening to other people’s voices.”

 “Think about what you did before you.”

Luojia’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 can't do this, how can she accomplish it?

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 Luojia in astonishment. They all thought they heard wrongly.

After being stunned for a while, the old woman became angry and made a move to hit Luo Jia, "What did you just say!"

 “The defense is broken.” Luojia remembered Ansu’s teachings.

  【Glorious 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 monastic uniforms were torn apart in an instant. Many old women screamed and covered their bodies. In a true sense, their defenses were broken and they rolled and crawled away.

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

The heart is beating loudly.

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

Ansu patted her shoulder and showed a calm smile,

  Can enter the police station again!

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

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

"Ansu, thank you." She pinched the boy's clothes and said in a low voice.

 “Thank you for what?”

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

 “We are complicit now.”

This chapter is three thousand words, which is not short!

 (End of this chapter)