Priest Percy: These Three Are Heavyweights!

As an Order Holy See Priest, Priest Percy had been the chief examiner for several years.

This was his pride.

Order Divine Officials possessed a unique trait: their Scales of Order could judge a person's actions.

They could determine if order had been disrupted or fairness harmed.

They could detect if a candidate was cheating.

Therefore, they were very suitable as examiners.

His eyes were sharp and piercing, like a falcon's, and any student attempting to disrupt the examination hall's order was completely exposed; thus, half an hour into the exam, the hall was orderly, with only the sound of frantic scribbling.

All candidates were concentrating intently.

When the clock ticked to the hour, someone raised their hand.

Priest Percy squinted, looking at the candidate. This fellow seemed to be from Border City.

Ansu Morningstar, his name read on the exam paper.

His title was [The Newborn]?

Priest Percy walked over to the young man and leaned down.

"Mr. Percy, may I submit my paper?" Ansu asked.

As soon as he spoke, the pens of the surrounding candidates trembled.

Where did this brute come from?

The exam had only been going on for half an hour, and he wanted to submit already!

They suddenly felt drenched in sweat.

Could it be that this question was actually very simple, and only they were struggling with it?

Asking if he could submit his paper was a normal right of a candidate.

This had passed the judgment of the Scales of Order.

"You can only submit your paper one hour after the exam begins," Priest Percy explained patiently. "If you're finished, double-check your work."

There were always students who didn't understand the exam rules; it happened every year, which was normal.

The only thing that puzzled him was why this young man from Border City was so fast. The top scholar of the previous session, Saintess Luojia, hadn't been this exaggerated.

He had even finished the last question.

Wait, this guy seemed to have only done the last page!

Priest Percy's gaze immediately became solemn. The pages in front of him hadn't even been started!

Then why did he ask if he could submit?

He wasn't afraid of his blank paper being collected?

A highly improbable guess surfaced in Priest Percy's mind: perhaps this kid knew the exam rules and knew he had to wait an hour to submit. Since the time wasn't up, he was certain his paper wouldn't be collected.

Ansu had done this deliberately!

He deliberately acted as if he had finished.

He deliberately worked backward, from the last page to the first.

All to put pressure on the other candidates!

Moreover, his actions were all legal. He wasn't cheating, nor was he violating any rules. These actions could pass the judgment of the Eye of Order.

Working backward wasn't illegal, and asking to submit wasn't illegal either.

All were orderly actions, yet they brought about chaos.

-- Was this kid Chaos God's Chosen?

Priest Percy observed his surroundings and noticed several candidates looking anxious, even glancing towards Ansu from time to time.

They had also noticed that Ansu had completed the last page, and the final major question was even filled with answers.

They were sweating profusely.

"Ahem," Priest Percy coughed, deciding to say something to maintain order. "Continue the exam. This student, you haven't even finished the earlier sections yet."

Priest Percy's words served as a certain sedative, and the candidates in the third examination hall gradually calmed down.

However, a lingering doubt remained in their hearts, a subtle unease buried within them.

Their thoughts even became somewhat unclear.

The clock ticked by. When the bell struck the hour again, another half hour had passed. Precisely on time, not a minute more or less, Ansu raised his hand again.

This time, Priest Percy was truly angered. He strode down from the platform with imposing momentum.

Since you want to disrupt order, I will indeed collect your blank paper.

To his surprise, when he picked up the paper, he found that all the boxes were filled with answers, and they were all correct.

Ansu was truly finished this time.

Thanks to the Mother Goddess of Life's baptism, his memory was exceptionally good. After over a month of intensive, cramming-style study, he had already grasped about eighty to ninety percent of the material.

And memory was the most crucial talent for humanities subjects.

The questions were all filled out, with no room for modification.

Therefore, there was no need to stay in the examination hall.

Actually, Ansu was quite disappointed. He had been observing for a long time: in the entire examination hall, not a single person was cheating.

There was no fun to be had.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Ansu decisively submitted his paper, decisively got up from his seat, decisively walked out of the examination hall first, and swaggered away.

Noticing this scene, especially observing Priest Percy's expression, the hearts of the surrounding examinees suddenly skipped a beat.

He could even faintly hear him muttering to himself. The voice was deliberately lowered, but not too low; it was at just the right level to be heard if one listened carefully.

"All questions were from the original exam, exactly the same, too easy."

How could there be original exam questions?

A lie.

Priest Percy's mouth twitched fiercely. All the questions on this test paper were newly written originals, even the last question about the Druid Sect had been re-adapted. There was no way any of the questions were from the market, let alone identical original questions!

Percy observed the expressions of the surrounding examinees, and his headache only grew worse.

It was clear that many examinees had heard Ansu's words. At this very moment, they were all thinking, 'Damn, what a loss!'

'No wonder he finished so quickly. Could he have seen the original questions?'

'Were they all original questions? Why didn't I encounter a single one!'

'Could it be that everyone else but me has seen them?'

As an Order Divine Official, Percy could feel the unrest spreading among the examinees.

Yet, he couldn't disqualify Ansu for a single sentence of his muttering.

Because the Scales of Order had determined his actions to be legal and compliant, and everything was subject to the Scales of Order.

First, he hadn't transmitted any answers; his words contained no answer information.

Second, he hadn't disrupted the order of the examination hall—he had spoken softly after leaving.

Priest Percy slowly exhaled. Fortunately, the worst had been avoided; this guy had completely left.

He no longer needed to guard against this fellow.

Moreover, he had only caused minor unrest. Most examinees wouldn't believe that original test questions had been leaked by the Holy See's examination.

But his relieved heart hadn't even settled halfway when someone else raised their hand.

"I'm submitting my paper."

The examination hall instantly fell silent.

Someone else was submitting their paper!

The second person, submitting their paper after just one hour.

Could it be that the exam questions had truly been leaked?

Chaos began to spread further, and many examinees started to doubt their entire lives.

Priest Percy turned his head and saw the title was [Radiant Lion Cub].

A very sunny and handsome man with bright golden hair, dressed in luxurious noble attire. His confident smile was like the warm sunlight of early spring.

Arthur Sunny, also from Border City.

Were everyone from Border City a top student?

Priest Percy could only consider himself unlucky. He picked up Arthur's paper and found it was completely blank.

What was this?

Many questions hadn't even been answered!

"...I'm really taking it, okay?"

Priest Percy asked tentatively. Having been an invigilator for so many years, he had never encountered such a tactic. "I'm really taking it, okay?"

Was this Radiant Lion Cub trying to imitate that Newborn, deliberately pretending to have finished to cause panic among other examinees?

But this time, Percy wouldn't indulge him.

Because he could genuinely collect the papers now. One hour had passed, and he could directly collect this blank test paper.

This was playing with fire!

"Are you sure you want to submit? Then I'll take it."

Priest Percy threatened, his meaning simple: stop playing games and just focus on the exam.

He figured the student wouldn't dare act so brazenly anymore.

To Priest Percy's surprise, Arthur Sunny nodded with a bright, confident smile. "Yes, you can take it."

This guy--

Priest Percy stared at Arthur as if he were a monster. What malicious scheming, what evil, chaotic thoughts, what kind of resolve was this!

The key was that he looked genuinely confident, completely sure of himself.

This guy would rather deliberately hand in a blank paper just to mess with the other examinees' minds!!

Were all the people from Border City such wicked, chaotic monsters!

Arthur's reason for handing in his paper was actually very simple.

It was because Ansu had handed in his.

--Which was why Arthur, full of confidence, knew he was screwed.

Ever since the exam began, he'd been waiting for Ansu to pass him the answers!

But he waited and waited, and still didn't get them--it seemed the money he gave yesterday wasn't enough.

And now that Ansu had handed in his paper, there was no way he'd get them, so Arthur handed his in too.

His anxious heart finally died.

Priest Percy's mouth twitched. He absolutely didn't believe Arthur knew nothing. How could someone who was already an Acolyte Saint be so foolish?

It was deliberate.

These detestable chaotic elements.

"Student, you haven't finished writing yet," Priest Percy decided to say something to calm the surrounding students. "You won't regret this."

"I won't regret it. I'm handing in my paper."

Arthur showed a sunny, confident smile. He chuckled, "The path I should have walked, I have walked. I have no regrets in this life."

"From this day forward, a crown of righteousness is reserved for me."

The path I should have walked, I have walked--He'd even filled in the multiple-choice questions.

I have no regrets in this life--He'd probably be beaten to death by his dad when he got home.

From this day forward, a crown of righteousness is reserved for me--He needed to find that swindler Ansu and get his money back after the exam!

You could only say that this guy's first-place ranking on the #Most Wanted to Date Saint Poll# wasn't without reason. That smile was truly radiant, confident, and divine, incredibly deceptive.

So carefree, so arrogant, so wild and unrestrained, How could the surrounding examinees, after seeing Arthur's confident smile, possibly believe he hadn't written anything?

They must have thought Priest Percy was just saying that to comfort them because he was worried about their stress levels.

"You can go," Priest Percy said silently.

Just then, someone else raised their hand.

"Your Excellency Percy, I request to hand in my paper."

A third person handed in their paper early!

The examinees in the entire hall had completely lost their composure.

Damn it, there really was a leak of the original questions, and they were the only ones who hadn't reviewed it. Otherwise, how could three people hand in their papers early at the same time? Where were there so many geniuses!!

--This thought occurred to them all simultaneously.

Priest Percy turned his head to look.

It was a very elegant and handsome man, exuding the aura of a top student. He gently pushed his gold-rimmed glasses with his left hand and slowly raised his right.

He looked very sophisticated.

Ranked second on the #Most Wanted to Date Saint Poll#, [Moonlight of the Goddess]--

Liszt Moon.

Priest Percy's eyes nearly bled when he saw the examinee information on the paper.

Damn it, this guy was also from Border City!

These three born from Border City!

Liszt was even more confident as he elegantly handed in his paper.

He had no idea how to do the questions; he'd just scribbled randomly.

But he was very confident because he believed the Goddess would favor him.

Even if he wrote randomly, it would be correct.

"You've perfectly avoided the correct answers," Priest Percy said, his face looking as dead as stone as he looked at the paper.

The key was that Liszt looked incredibly elegant, completely sure of himself, and very persuasive and infectious.

The surrounding examinees had no reason to doubt him.

With three people submitting their papers early in a row, the mindset of all the examinees completely shattered.

At this very moment, Priest Percy had only one thought in his heart:

"A barren land breeds wicked people!"

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