is the son of the Holy See, but the master of black magic

Chapter 7
While being talked about by a large number of strangers who have never seen it outside, Andy was actually inside the cathedral.

This is mainly because Father Matthew's female assistant couldn't wait to pick him up before dawn early in the morning.

the reason is simple.

His Excellency the Bishop wants to see him.

The Royal Port of York is not the capital of the country. The supreme leader of the Evangelical Church here is a bishop named Norman.

Today's assessment was also presided over by the bishop himself.

In addition, there will be some religious personnel in various important positions as "referees" and judges.

So, as Father Matthew said, the so-called assessment is actually more like a competition.

The comparison is who is more appreciated and valued by the big shots.

"The Starry Temple, a sacred site with a history of 300 years."

Bishop Norman is a very kind-looking old man with a round face and white hair, wearing a bishop's robe, and wearing a few ruby ​​rings on his fat fingers, which symbolize authority.

He looked more like a rich man than a bishop.

But his attitude towards Andy is very good.

After meeting Andy, not only did he not make things difficult, but he was very enthusiastic and led him to watch the next "playing field".

It can't be seen at all that he and Father Matthew were once in a competitive relationship.

"In the beginning, the Starry Temple was a place where the royal family awarded honors. Knights, nobles, and soldiers who performed meritorious deeds, many heroes received their due honors here."

"However, after the royal family abdicated, the sanctuary was transformed into a place for the extraordinary reserve soldiers to conduct their final assessment."

"Look over there, those beautiful chairs."

"They have a beautiful name, called..."

In the quiet and leisurely church, the old bishop's kind voice kept echoing, taking no time to rush.

Father Matthew followed slowly, with the usual expression, but he never spoke, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Andy could see that the relationship between the priest and the bishop was not good.

It can even be said to be poor.

However, he was more interested in the building under his feet than the private grievances between the two.

The sanctuary named Fanxingxing is not a simple hall, but more like a gladiatorial arena.

On the periphery of the arena, there are layers of auditoriums, from low to high.

The higher position is the second floor with guardrails and a better view.

And all sight lines will gather at the core of the "Arena".

The core is not actually a arena, there is not much space there, and it is basically occupied by some stone chairs.

Those stone chairs with high backs and wide armrests have unique shapes and are arranged neatly and orderly in the shape of a ring. The whole body is clean and white, which is consistent with the overall architectural style of the church.

Overall, it's beautiful here.

The classic, tranquil, and angel reliefs that can be seen everywhere bring a sacred atmosphere to this place.

Through the Norman bishop, Andy learned.

Next, he, and the other younger generations who participated in the assessment, would sit on those stone chairs to participate in the assessment.

The real venue for the assessment is actually not here.

But in "phantom".

"You don't need to worry that your body will not be able to withstand the long-term test. After entering, you will find that you have fully recovered."

Bishop Norman said softly: "Of course, unfortunately, that's not real recovery, it's just a simulation of your best physical condition."

"Can you understand what I say, child?"

How can you not understand?
I'm not a fool...

Andy muttered secretly, but on the surface he simply nodded.

The bishop smiled contentedly at this.

After saying some more points, he then ordered the waiter to take Andy to the side hall to rest and wait in preparation for the upcoming assessment.

"You're really giving me a problem, Matthew."

The old bishop then looked at the middle-aged priest who was always following behind him, with a complicated tone.

"Finding such an outstanding child, even the old gentleman was attracted."

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The side hall is a well-lit hall decorated with huge stained glass, supported by two rows of towering courtyard columns, and a majestic statue of an angel stands in the innermost part.

Before Andy came, Sister Lily and other reserve soldiers who participated in the assessment had already entered here and waited.

After the young people poured in one after another, they immediately looked for Andy, but they didn't see anyone, so they changed the topic to other places.

However, this is only the superficial "calm".

When the waiter led Andy through the side door, he was the first to meet everyone's attention.

"I knew he was short, but I didn't expect him to be this short?"

Due to perennial illness, Andy is thin and petite.

After careful observation, Lily's companion couldn't help whispering: "Sad little guy, he seems to be 15 years old, right?"

This guy seems to be gloating a bit.

Lily said nothing.

After glancing at the black-haired boy who had just arrived and attracted everyone's attention, she lowered her head and continued to read the book without interest.

She wasn't interested, though, and the others were completely different.

"I heard that he was about to die of illness. I didn't believe it at first. Now it seems that it is really similar."

"The face is frighteningly pale. If you see it at night, you will have nightmares, right?"

"Yeah, it looks disgusting."

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let him hear..."

Minor discussions continued to buzz, but they were actually not loud.

Although everyone is generally hostile to Andy, an outsider, the extraordinary class naturally respects the strong.

Although Andy is not strong right now, it can even be said to be very weak.

But his potential is too terrifying. As long as he becomes a superhuman, he will quickly become stronger, which has become the consensus of most people.

So it can be seen that among the people outside who were still discussing how to deal with Andy together, a few ran forward to trap almost...

This inevitably attracted everyone's contemptuous gaze.

However, several parties concerned didn't take it seriously at all, rushing to talk and laugh happily with Andy, not to mention how enthusiastic they were.

"It's not that no one wants to compete with you, Anthony."

On the other side of the side hall, a friend beside him made a mockery.

The handsome boy with blond hair and blue eyes felt a little helpless when he heard the words.

But for those peers who rushed forward, his tone was very disdainful.

"It doesn't matter, waste is not qualified to stand with the strong."

"Haha, that's what you said, but what if you are also a waste in the eyes of others?"

"This is impossible."

Anthony's tone was firm.

"His talent is astonishing, but it's only in the field of "wen". Look at his sickly appearance, a gust of wind can probably blow him away, let alone take up a weapon to fight."

"And I'm especially good at fighting."

The young man stood with his chest folded, his face calm and confident.

This was mainly because the priest only picked the key points when reporting the case, and didn't mention the less important ones at all.

Among them was being killed three times.

This brought a lot of confidence to Anthony, who was specialized in combat, and he didn't care much about the so-called competitors.

However, his thoughts disappeared soon after.

It's not because he found that Andy is not easy, but because he completely changed his decision to assist and get close to Andy.

The reason is simple. The specific questions for the assessment have already been revealed.

"This, this is a little different from usual..."

Holding the paper assessment sheet in his hand, the friend said in a surprised tone, "I never thought that the idiot's proposal would actually be feasible?"

Anthony said nothing.

Looking at the crowd, he found that the brown-haired boy who was in the square outside and suggested that everyone show off their skills and compete with Andy was smiling and showing off to the people around him.

And many people looked at Andy with smiles and expectations.

That was the look on his face when he was waiting for a good show.

"really interesting."

Anthony was thoughtful because of this, "It seems that the Norman bishop who presided over the assessment doesn't really want someone to show off..."

He and his friends thought that person's proposal was idiotic, because during the assessment, there would be no chance for them to express everything in detail.

It is also unlikely that there will be a chance for Andy, an outsider, to show his weaknesses.

This has been confirmed in countless assessments in the past.

However, this assessment was completely different from the previous ones.

It really requires Anthony, a group of reserve players, to fully demonstrate their talents and potential in various fields in every detail.

This is simply too advantageous for them who have undergone professional training since childhood.

In contrast, Andy, an outsider, was out of luck.

His talent was strong, but it was rooted entirely in the field of painting.

In terms of prayer, preaching, equestrianism, scripture copying, and even cooking, what can a sick little boy from Yeluzi do?
I'm afraid he has never heard of a lot of knowledge, right?

With this mentality, Anthony completely gave up the idea of ​​assisting Andy.

Known as the country's strongest rising star, he is already full of arrogance.

Before, in order to make the big shots notice me, I suppressed the discomfort in my heart and planned to decorate it for a child.

Looking forward to doing so, to share some of the eyes of the big shots.

However, now he has every opportunity to compete with the opponent, and even crush the opponent with what he is best at.

So what's the hesitation?
What a rare opportunity!
"Bishop Norman, he is a good man."

After sighing, he didn't bother to pay attention to the little boy who was destined to be tragic. Instead, he closed his eyes and began to prepare for the next assessment.

Strive to become a blockbuster and win the appreciation of that old gentleman!

Many people have the same idea as him.

As a result, the atmosphere in the side hall gradually became quieter.

This silence lasted about an hour.

When a melodious bell rang, some attendants led the young people into the Starry Temple and sat down on the stone chairs.

Then, the assessment began.

(End of this chapter)