Chapter 400: Ranchi only plays speedrun
The owner of the office, the warden of Corendam, sat behind the desk, his face pale and confused.
He had clearly lowered his posture, and everyone would be happy if these students completed the assessment as trainee prison guards normally. Why did they look completely wrong?
“…”
The Corendam warden clenched his hands, trying to remain calm.
At this time, not far away on the other side.
Even if Hyperion wanted to say something, she felt it was too late. Interrupting and disrupting the plan would only cause trouble for Lanci and the others!
"It's not easy for everyone, but there are still rules to follow. It's time to settle your debts."
The three trainee prison guards showed a side that was completely different from their professional identities.
This demeanor and temperament made the warden feel unprecedented pressure.
The young men in front of him were no longer the trainee prison guards he had known before, who were respectful and well-behaved after arriving at the prison. Instead, they had a feeling of lawless outlaws.
The warden of Corendam had to handle the situation more carefully to avoid uncontrollable consequences.
"I don't understand what you mean. Please explain yourself clearly."
Corendan said in a deep voice.
Seeing Corendan's dumbfounded look, the male priest smiled. He moved closer to Corendan, hooked his arm around his neck, and asked, "The compensation for Mr. Rocky McCarthy's reputation loss, the compensation for the mental damage of our two distinguished ladies, and the fact that we kept what happened today a secret for you, so that you don't have to go to the negative sixth floor to receive the transformation of Warden Baccas, do you think all these are free?"
Their voices were low and powerful as they spoke, their words were direct, as if they didn't care about any consequences.
“What are you doing…!”
However, just as Corendan was retorting excitedly, he looked up and saw three figures that were like three dark iron walls. Their temperament was just like three believers of the Resurrection, and they did not look like students of the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic at all.
Their bodies were slightly leaning forward, their arms hanging loosely at their sides, but their fingers were slightly bent as if they were about to form fists, giving people the feeling that they were ready to strike at any time.
At this distance, even if there was a prison barrier to suppress violators, if he was hit by an unavoidable attack on his vital parts before it was triggered, Corendan was not sure if he could withstand it.
Corendan had just promised Warden Bacchus that he would treat the students of the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic well.
If he took the initiative to hurt the students of the Protoss Royal School of Magic right after hanging up the phone, Warden Baccas would have to cut him into pieces with his own hands to end the matter! He might not win if he took action at this time, but he would definitely die regardless of winning or losing! With cold sweat pouring down his face, Corendan could only use reason to overcome everything and try hard to analyze the most correct judgment that should be made at the moment.
"Le, my three classmates, we can talk it over. If you have any requests, we can discuss them slowly."
Soon, Corendan smiled with relief, revealing an expression of a man who knows how to adapt to the times.
Hyperion opened her lips slightly and uttered two incomplete syllables, but found that it was too late to say anything.
The three men blocked the Columbid prison warden and carried out intimidation, blackmail and extortion in one go.
The situation now had become that Corendan gave her a flattering smile, and the three Tyrant Priests also looked at her, as if everything was settled, and asked her to propose the compensation terms after the successful negotiation.
In high-latitude observation space.
Not just the high priest and the chief paladin.
Even the Ice Witch, whose real body was sitting on the sofa in the temple, fell silent.
Let's not talk about the social occupations of these three assistants. These three guys don't look like people who believe in the goddess of fate, right? The Ice Witch's expression was mixed, as if she was trying to convince herself that these three people must not be believers of the Resurrection. Hyperion would never betray. She was a good child who was one in a million and also her most important disciple. She must believe in her.
But the Ice Witch always felt that the vague human-shaped shadows of the High Priest Loren and the Paladin were looking at her.
Silence is better than words at this time.
This gaze made Artemis feel very uncomfortable.
The embarrassing thing about the priest assessment is that if someone's priest has a problem, everyone else will stare at that person, and even without any sound or expression, they can put invisible pressure on that person.
…
And in the warden's office, facing the dreamlike situation that all this has been done.
Hyperion lowered her head and covered her face, her shoulders shaking. It was unclear whether she was crying or laughing. She was a little late.
But when those three people opened their mouths, everything was irreversible.
Now that things have come to this, let’s just skip the level.
"How about this, give each of us 1,000 service points, write the evaluation according to what we said, and then use your authority to send us directly to the inner layer of the prison."
Hyperion said in an emotionless voice.
"this……"
When Corendan heard this, his eyes widened.
The evaluation was not a big deal, except that it was a bit embarrassing to let the students hold him hostage to write the evaluation. As for the use of the transmission authority, it was generally not allowed to send the prison guards directly to the inner layer of the prison - that is, the negative fourth floor.
But in this case, even if he is held accountable, Warden Bakas should understand.
The only difference was the service points. Although service points could be traded freely among prison guards, giving 1,000 to each of these five people meant that he would have to spend 5,000 service points on his own! Just as Corendan was about to bargain,
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
“Double.”
The great poet of love suddenly said softly.
"this……"
"If you say one more word, it will double again."
The three priests moved a little closer to the Corendam warden, with more intentions of taking action, or teaching him how to talk to important people.
The cold look in his eyes, as if he was looking at a bug, clearly told Corendan that in his current situation, he had no right to bargain at all.
"2,000 service points per person, a total of 10,000 service points. I will pay you immediately. Please also convey my sincere apology to Mr. Rocky McCarthy..."
Corendan's tone became timid, he nodded continuously, operated the magic device in front of him, gave these trainee prison guards special evaluations, and began to write.
"I still like the way you were rebellious just now."
The great poet commented with a smile.
Corendan looked up, not knowing whether he should obey or not, and could only keep switching between a forced smile and an awkward smile.
Although the face of this black-haired, green-eyed girl was blocked by a mask, there was a seductive smile in the corners of her eyes that could bewitch people.
The Corendan prison warden now had no idea what the girl was thinking. He also realized at this moment that the three people behind him were like puppets controlled by her.
Although she gives people the impression of being the most innocent and the weakest person, she always exudes an unfathomable sense of weirdness.
Every time she opened her mouth, her heart would become uneasy and fear would rise. It was like magic or like a natural talent that she was born with.
This made Corendan afraid to communicate with her or even look at her.
“…”
Hyperion, the leader, looked at the warden's honest appearance and felt so anxious that she wanted to cry.
How come it doubled?!
Logically speaking, things are going too smoothly at the moment. The outer layer of the prison has been skipped directly, and a huge amount of service points have been obtained. As long as we enter the inner layer of the prison, we should be able to see the big demon on the negative fourth floor.
But now she only felt that after she completed this mission, the Church of the Goddess of Destiny would cut ties with her and give her official certification as a fallen priest with direct and conclusive evidence.
She doesn't want to be a clergyman of the Resurrection Church!!
I didn't get much sleep after writing the five chapters yesterday, so I'll make up for it today and continue writing tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)