Chapter 10 The Trial Papers

The sun outside the window gradually climbed higher, and as the trial papers on the conference table in the main hall were further screened, the qualified candidates from before seemed even more appalling.

They were all notorious villains with some reputation in the empire.

A paper with a score of 69 belonged to [Flesh Scrap] Graf. He was a huge man with many cuts and brands on his body, and a deep knife scar at the corner of his mouth. He was a torturer and butcher who would capture humans, dismember them, and sell their body parts on the black market, though there was no direct evidence.

It was just that the disappearance rate in his residential area was statistically much higher than normal. There were also rumors that he would inflict unimaginable tortures on his victims in a darkroom, with a cruel nature and an interest in pain far exceeding wealth.

The next qualified high-scoring paper was 78, belonging to [Venomous Thorn] Walter, a thin man with pale skin and a black eye patch over his left eye.

"He wears several rings filled with venom on his right fingers, and is a poison master living in the residential area on the border of the imperial capital, notorious for making and selling deadly poisons."

"It is said that he tests new poisons on innocent vagrants, is cold-blooded, cunning, and has no regard for life."

"This personality is very good, isn't it?"

Without much discussion, Caius placed his paper and resume on the qualified side.

"Isn't there a single seal master?"

The high priest next to him flipped through the many resumes that had already qualified. The professions varied, but no one seemed to be a seal master of the same type as Bishop Silent Annihilation.

"Seal masters are too rare. Apart from Bishop Silent Annihilation and the Silent Annihilation Son, there are not many priests in our branch who are good at sealing magic."

Moreover, even with an affinity for sealing-type magic, most mages who specialize in sealing others have more or less psychological and mental problems.

However, most evil seal masters would still be attracted to Bishop Silent Annihilation.

As he spoke, High Priest Caius seemed to have picked up a trial paper, causing his eyes to flicker.

He saw a score of 91. Caius quickly found his resume—

[Eyeball Collector] Thors, a scholar wearing multi-layered glasses, always had pockets full of the eyeballs of various creatures. His eyes flickered with a light that seemed to not belong to this world. He believed that the eyes were the windows to the soul. He would capture all kinds of creatures, take out their eyes and study them, but for a while, blind victims would always appear and be abandoned on the streets, and he was not far from the scene of the crime, but he always had a clear alibi.

This was the highest score seen so far.

"He has been accused of many things, but no evidence has ever been confirmed, which shows how powerful he is."

Without much discussion, this one was placed in the qualified column.

Flipping down again.

More than ten minutes passed.

Finally, another paper comparable to it was found.

[Blood Throat] Gia, tall and thin, dressed elegantly, with a bright red scarf buried under her collar, was a notorious singer. The audience who had heard her sing always had strange phenomena such as tearing their throats and biting their tongues to commit suicide, but she denied using musical magic and only felt deeply proud of her artistic skills.

85 points, also quite high.

"Her own combat power is outstanding, and her methods are secretive. She may be at the sixth level, comparable to us high priests."

Caius commented.

His own talent and strength were also a bonus, which would be closely related to the final assessment.

Until the documents scattered on the table gradually thinned.

Finally, they were clearly classified into two categories: qualified and unqualified, and a few scattered occupations were left alone on the round table.

High Priest Caius pondered with his chin in his hand.

He seemed to be waiting for the other two high priests next to him to finish reading the remaining documents, and then ask them for their opinions.

Although he was the chief examiner of the three rounds of assessment, and the other two high priests were responsible for other work, they could also provide helpful insights when they came to assist.

"Take a look at these two."

High Priest Caius spread the trial paper and resume on the table.

The eyes of the other two high priests followed his fingertips.

First of all, the score of the first paper was not high, only 62 points.

From a woman named Cyd.

The multiple-choice questions were full marks, and all the subjective questions were left blank except for some conceptual questions. In short, she still qualified.

"Pay attention to whether she is a spy sent by the Church of the Goddess of Destiny, because some questions cannot be answered by people who are too upright. The more they answer, the more loopholes they leave. She may be avoiding revealing flaws by handing in a blank paper."

The high priest next to him said while pondering.

He felt that there was no problem with the woman's resume, and he could not see any traces of forgery.

"If she is an inside agent, that would be even better. Once we can determine her identity, what awaits her should not need to be said."

"That's what I think too."

After Caius confirmed the opinions of his colleagues, he put it in the qualified column.

However.

When they noticed the other trial paper under Cyd's trial paper, they were slightly stunned.

They even doubted that they had read it wrong.

This second one, the score seemed a bit exaggerated, as high as 98 points.

It was a young man named Rocky, from Lilom City in the Southwest Province. His resume was clean, and he was a native-born imperial citizen.

His understanding of the Resurrection Church could be described as extremely in-depth.

The conceptual questions were almost standard answers, and the subjective essay questions were also answered impeccably.

"Did the priest responsible for grading the papers have any problems?"

The high priest next to him frowned and asked Caius.

"All papers with scores below 60 or above 90 are reviewed by at least two grading examiners."

Caius answered indifferently.

This could only mean that the grading examiners responsible for reviewing also gave the same 98 points.

"However, after reading it myself, there are indeed no problems with the correction. The lines are full of grand-sounding words, but the whole article only shows the word 'evil'."

"For example, look at this question—"

[If you capture a priest of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny, please explain how to make him submit.]

Caius pointed to an essay question.

The score of this question was not high, because it was very simple.

The usual answers were to carry out extreme physiological and psychological insults, impose extreme torture, use family and friends as threats, and so on.

But this guy was different.

He wrote that he would use love to influence the other party and make him sincerely join his camp.

He also made a specific elaboration based on the situation given in the question. He would not use torture, but would first train three other cultists with the potential to be interrogators, let them become professional interrogators, and after a greeting of only torture and no interrogation, give the prisoner the first choice: to talk to himself or continue to spend four days and four nights with them.

"Indeed, complete conversion yields far more benefits than interrogating for information."

"But the difficulty of its operation is extremely high, and not everyone has his level of rhetoric, persuasiveness, and judgment."

"There is no need to question his evilness."

The two high priests also browsed the essay questions on this paper with great curiosity, gradually confirming the truthfulness of his high score and his clear distinction from the Church of the Goddess of Destiny.

"Where did he deduct more points?"

They saw that in each concept and essay question, this candidate named Rocky had no points deducted.

"Look forward."

High Priest Caius said.

Under Caius's reminder, they turned the trial paper back to the first page and finally found the place where this near-perfect answer sheet had points deducted.

It was a multiple-choice question.

Let the candidates choose the name of Bishop Silent Annihilation from three options.

Rocky did not answer.

"No one really forgot Lord Ascesan's name, right? Even if he guessed, he would have a one-third chance of getting it right."

One high priest commented regretfully and confusedly.

"Hmph, hmph, there is nothing wrong, he answered the questions behind it quite fully, maybe he didn't have time."

Another high priest shook his head.

In the exam, candidates often leave uncertain questions blank first, and plan to come back and think about them after completing the questions behind them.

Of course, it is also possible that after writing the questions behind, there is no time to go back and check.

"This kid's qualification is undisputed. Even if his resume looks ordinary, his nature is clear at a glance, but his own ability is weak. I am a little worried that he will not pass the final assessment."

"It is good to be weak. He can't cause too much trouble. Even if he doesn't pass the assessment, we can control him and at least not let him work for the Overlord branch."

"This time there are really some good talents. The Overlord branch can only pick up the garbage we don't want."

The only variable in the assessment is that candidates with too outstanding abilities will mess up the entire assessment plan, but at present, no candidate has this kind of harm, and each has its own flaws and serious shortcomings.

Caius confirmed that every document in the qualified folder had been approved by all the high priests, then stood up and sorted out the heavy documents.

"Then the passers of the written test have been confirmed. In the afternoon, we will start the official re-examination and final assessment for them."

He handed the document to the priest responsible for recording in the distance, ordering him to complete the remaining affairs.

Tomorrow there will be more words than usual. I will finish coding this event. I will bury my head in coding!

In addition, I recommend a book by a fellow patient who lives in the bed next to mine. The doctor also asks him to code every day to facilitate observation of his condition.

(End of this chapter)