I suppressed the weirdness in the shelter

Chapter 69 Playing Hard to Get and Giving for Free
On the high platform, the selectors were looking at the scene in front of them, and none of them remained calm.

What happened just now? Did that student kill all the pollution directly? What kind of magic did he use to do it?

"Binding" is only a one-ring divine art. The average level of graduates from the Priest Academy is three rings, and it is not a problem for the best among them to reach the four rings.

For example, Anthony, who had just obtained the certification of a four-ring priest not long ago, already had a certain status among the geniuses of the Priest Academy.

But even so, the magic he performed in the exam was only at the third level.

The reason for this was that Anthony was not confident in preparing the casting of the four-ring magic under such circumstances.

Hart is only a second-ring priest. Although he has already stepped half a foot into the third ring, he is still below average among the graduates.

Therefore, the scene at this moment is very refreshing to everyone present.

Directly killed all the pollution, did that student cast a five-ring magic? Impossible, he was just a two-ring priest.

Did they prepare the ritual in advance? That was impossible. Although the ritual was not prohibited in this exam, there was no chance to perform it.

How this was done is truly unheard of.

Charles looked at the scene in front of him with a serious expression.

He glanced at Wyatt, because he knew very well that Hart was taught by Wyatt.

Wyatt, revealed the secrets of the church.

"Director Wyatt, you taught him, right?"

"Yes, it's a surprise, isn't it? He is very talented."

"Why teach him?"

"I've said before, he's very talented. The methods of the Priestess Academy are not suitable for him. His method of suppressing emotions will inevitably be exposed. What's there to hide?"

"...Director Wyatt, you are making a mistake of principle now. I hope you will take it seriously."

"A secret that is destined to be kept secret for a short time is actually a mistake of principle." Wyatt looked at the flattered Hart and smiled mysteriously, "Could it be that there is something else about this secret that I don't know about? Could it be related to the "holy" evil spirit?"

Charles did not answer the question, but sighed helplessly.

Seeing this, Wyatt did not press the issue. After all, everything was just speculation now. Besides, he was not here to cause trouble for the church today.

Wyatt looked at the other selectors and it was clear that Hart had made their list, perhaps ahead of Anthony.

But Wyatt wasn't worried about what they couldn't take away.

The examiner at the examination room received Hart's final score from the jury. He was also surprised, but he still announced as calmly as possible:

"Hart Ulysses, 99 points."

All candidates are very clear about what this score means. It is impossible to get a higher score than this in the entire exam.

It was really surprising that the guy who was originally at the bottom of the defending champion not only did not end up at the bottom, but even beat Anthony and got an extremely outrageous score, which was really admirable.

Did this guy really go into quarantine a month ago? From the looks of it, it seems like he was blessed by the goddess.

Could this Fourth Fallen Asylum be secretly leaking the questions?
Hart himself was a little bit unbelievable. He walked out of the hood in a dreamlike state, and he didn't know what had just happened.

But the looks from the classmates around me were a little different at this moment.

At least not as unkind as before. Hart didn't have any close friends to wait for, so after the exam, he planned to go back to the dormitory directly, and in fact he did so.

But before he reached the entrance of the examination room, he was stopped by a group of people.

"Hart, I'm a staff member of the military priest corps. Are you interested in learning more about the military? I saw that you were an intern at the military before..."

"Hello, Mr. Hart, I am a priest of the Divine Glory Parish. To such an excellent disciple of the Goddess, I should..."

"Mr. Hart! Mr. Hart! The Tribunal welcomes talents like you. Please give me three minutes to tell you..."

Hart was a little flattered. He remembered that the last time he was so popular was after he was admitted to Clara College. The entire town came to see him off.

But during the four years at Clara College, Hart was like a nobody, and that feeling had long been forgotten.

He originally thought that he would never have the chance to relive this feeling again in his life, but who would have thought that he would have this opportunity today.

But his brain was a little confused now, and his only thought was to go back to the dormitory, so he didn't know how to deal with these guys.

Fortunately, Wyatt came.

"You did well on the test, Hart. I told you you could do it."

"Director Wyatt!"

Wyatt's appearance immediately made Hart's thoughts clear. He had just seen Wyatt during the exam. He wanted to say hello after the exam, but considering that the other party was a high-ranking selector, he gave up the idea.

I didn't expect him to come to me on his own initiative. Was it because I got a good grade in the exam? But this was also thanks to him.

Without the method taught by Wyatt, Hart really didn't know how he would complete the exam.

When the selectors' agents saw Wyatt coming out in person, they did not continue to bother Hart. After all, the other party's official position was much higher than theirs.

Even if the four institutes want to recruit people, what benefits can they offer? Is their future guaranteed?
They can't even guarantee the safety of their employees.

So what if there is friendship? As long as the price is right, nothing can't be bought.

Besides, if Wyatt can deceive innocent students, why can't we deceive them here? Our collection of rhetoric is thicker than the rules and regulations of the four schools!
"Director Wyatt! I...I got a high score and was able to graduate successfully! This is all thanks to you!"

"Yeah! I know, I'm the only one in the world who can do this!"

Wyatt took the credit for himself without hesitation. After all, it was the truth and there was no need to be modest.

"You did a great job, it far exceeded my expectations. I'll be leaving now. Bye."

"Director Wyatt?"

Wyatt really just seemed to be passing by. After saying hello to Hart, he left without looking back.

The selection agents were also somewhat puzzled. Why did this weird director give up such a good opportunity? Was he playing hard to get?
It's really ridiculous. You think too highly of yourself. How can playing hard to get be as lethal as giving it away for free?

The selectmen's agents took advantage of this opportunity to swarm Hart and surround him again, making it impossible for him to catch up to Wyatt.

Looking at Wyatt's receding back, he felt a little lost.

This was one of the rare moments when he was annoyed. Under normal circumstances, he would not dare to have such emotions towards these big shots.

For the first time, Hart saw the so-called true face.

(End of this chapter)