Chapter 143 Magic Rating
Today is a day worth remembering.
The magic hall was crowded with people, and citizens went to collect the public welfare magic they voted for according to their number plates. Each citizen had only one chance to vote, and not all citizens could get the magic they wanted. Only the magic circuits with the top three votes could be distributed by the Magic Guild.
Citizens who voted incorrectly also received consolation rewards. They could go to the door to receive ten eggs and half a bottle of cooking oil. Many old men and women came for this. They hurriedly lined up in long queues and took the eggs home in a hurry.
Thanks to this, the event of "Magic into the Home" has become so popular among the people and almost every event is sold out.
According to the original intention of the "Magic into Home, Magic Guides Going to the Countryside" activity, the magic chosen by most citizens must be good magic that is friendly, practical and beautiful.
In the past few events, the magic selected has truly improved people's lives.
After all, the public has a sharp eye.
The final selection of the event has come out, and the top three are prominently displayed on the screen;
Ansu Morningstar, third-level saint, [friendly exchange], nine hundred and eighty-one votes, first place.
Arthur Sunny, third-level saint, [Open and aboveboard], 460 votes, second place.
Liszt Moon, third-level saint, [Space Distortion], four hundred and ten votes, third place.
“.”
The staff responsible for distributing magic felt that the crowd's eyes were all on the snow this time.
He couldn't imagine what terrible impact these three magic spells would have on society.
Who could have imagined that an ordinary charity event could give birth to such forbidden evil magic?
Unlike the staff who were suffering inside, Ansu was in a good mood at this moment.
Ever since he helped the residents of an entire city and solved all their troubles last time, his good character of enjoying cooking for others has become more and more inflated.
Want to help others more.
This is a good start.
But Ashley's look towards Ansu was not so friendly.
"Do you know what you have done?" Ashley looked at Ansu with a bad expression.
"Help the citizens solve the noise problem." An Su's blue eyes were full of sincerity.
".Can't you solve other problems?" Ashley admired Ansu's shamelessness.
"If the citizens are willing, I am happy to solve their various problems, such as the high rate of street complaints, the serious aging of the city and a series of other problems that bother everyone."
An Su said with a smile. His smile was so pure and innocent that it made people feel good about him.
Unfortunately, no one wants to.
"I think you are the biggest problem." Ashley's eyelids twitched. Although Ansu's tone was so gentle and calm, Ashley always felt that this guy was saying something terrible.
"You're going to take the Deacon exam next month?"
“That’s right.”
"Then we should be facing off against the genius saint of the Glorious Church."
Ashley showed a relieved smile. This kid Ansu was really annoying, but there was nothing she could do about him. But if she were to go against that guy, this little freshman would definitely not get the upper hand, and might even be severely punished.
Even the proud Ashley had to admit that the saint's talent was far superior to hers.
It's time to teach this little freshman how to behave again.
"Are you talking about Luojia?" An Su was confused.
He was not worried about facing off against Luojia, as Luojia still owed him a fine of 300 gold.
Saying no at that time does not mean no in the future.
"Don't you know?" Ashley stared at Ansu with a strange look in her eyes. "The Radiant Saint we usually discuss in private is not Her Majesty Lorga."
Anzu looked thoughtful. I see.
Then this person should be the former saint of Farol.
Each branch church in each region has its own saint, all of whom are called "quasi-saints". For example, Luojia was once a quasi-saint in the border area, and as for Farol, there is naturally a quasi-saint in the imperial capital.
Only if chosen by the gods can the quasi-saint become a true saint.
Luojia was placed under house arrest in the monastery and her power was stripped away, which should be the work of the faction of the Holy Maiden of the Imperial Capital.
"Princess Cersei Milton, the god-given 'Star of Faror', was chosen as the Saint of the Imperial City at the age of ten. At the age of thirteen, she reached the third level and learned to write magic."
"At the age of fourteen, she wrote a holy light magic that could be dedicated to the gods. Within a year, nearly a thousand saints exchanged blessings for it. At the age of fifteen, she was already a fourth-level saint and created legendary magic."
Ashley told Ansukoplaki about the glorious deeds of the quasi-saint, "This promotion to deacon is just a formality for His Majesty."
Normally, only those above the deacon level could dedicate magic to the gods, but the Holy Maiden of the Imperial Capital always had some privileges.
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"Does she have the spirit to hold on?"
"Can you drink six bottles of urine and go on stage?"
Liszt pushed up his glasses elegantly. As a noble, the most important thing was to be able to hold on and not leak. "My brother Ansu dares!"
He always believed that Brother An Su dared to drink urine directly!
After all, if I can drink six bottles of water before going on stage, then Brother An Su must be even better.
"." Ashley was speechless.
She immediately thought of the shameful experience in the past, and her originally calm expression collapsed instantly, with a blush of shame appearing on her cheeks.
"Does this woman dare to take off her underwear and create magic?" Arthur snorted disdainfully, "My boss Ansu dares too."
He always believed that Boss Ansu dared to run naked.
After all, if I can play in just my underwear, then Boss Ansu must be even more powerful.
"." Ashley was silent.
What kind of devilish image does Anzu have in your minds? "In short, Queen Cersei is very good in the field of magic creation." Ashley sighed.
"Ours isn't bad either," Arthur said with a hearty laugh.
Ashley thought that these kids still didn't understand the difference between civilian magic and sorcerer magic.
Although the magic they created won the vast majority of votes from citizens, in the eyes of professional warlocks, in actual combat, they were all useless magic with low practicality and the magic circuits were also relatively crude.
Only Anzu's [Friendly Communication] is exquisitely designed, but it is not as good as Her Majesty Cersei's.
Not even qualified to dedicate to God.
After all, no god would be willing to accept such absurd magic.
Civilian use and sorcerer use are two completely different concepts.
It requires comprehensive consideration from multiple aspects such as practicality, cost-effectiveness of magic power consumption, sophistication of magic structure, and creativity.
"You can go and rate the magic you wrote. It's on the third floor of the Magic Guild. By the way, the rewards you get as the top three are also on the third floor."
(End of this chapter)