In the Land of the Dead?!

Jarvis's brain was stunned for a moment, and he almost hit the god platform behind him with an unsteady footing.

"Your Holiness the Pope?!" The archbishop shouted in horror.

Pope Jarves stretched out his hand to stop the archbishop's support, and then spoke in a trembling tone. "Cast a spell on me at once and contact Tessis to get him out of that land of the dead, immediately!"

"But...... But Master Tessis had gone in an hour earlier...... I'm afraid it's ...... now," the archbishop stammered.

In fact, when they received this news, they immediately used the communication magic technique, but they did not receive any response.

Ninety percent of them have been wiped out under the blow of doomsday spells!

Jarvis obviously understood this as well, and his face became extremely ugly.

"Monroe ......," Jarvis roared, and then he suddenly realized that this church agent selected by Gustav and personally assigned by himself must have defected!

What a food war, a volcanic eruption is all fart!

It's all a conspiracy orchestrated by wizards!

I was stupid enough to believe it!

I even believed it twice in a row!

A strong sense of humiliation suddenly flooded into Jarvis's mind.

Previously, Monroe was just a small adjutant of the Divine Punishment Army, and being able to take on this important responsibility was enough to prove his trust and fancy him, and the other party not only failed to live up to this trust, but also dared to play himself again and again!

Jarvis' chest heaved, and his eyes were full of anger and murderous intent.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was now in the city of fiery oil, under the protection of the wizards, Yalvis would have been eager to pull out his bones, drain his soul, and plunge into Infernal Purgatory!

"It wasn't necessarily Monroe, maybe he had been captured by the wizards......" Saint Randall suddenly came up with an idea.

According to Gustav's advice, Monroe was a strong warrior of faith, an extraordinarily devout believer, and it should not be possible to be rebelled in just two months.

It's also possible that the agents they sent over were captured by the wizards, and the images they saw before may also be disguised.

Those shaping wizards are not weak in disguise, and it is not impossible to hide their perception by using shaping magic to transform into Monroe from a distance of hundreds of miles.

Jarvis sneered, there were not a few spies he sent to the city of oil, and he would report to him every other week on the internal situation.

Monroe has been staying at the Wizarding Academy for the past two months, and his travel is very regular, and he does not look like he has been coerced and captured.

I can only say that I have lost my eyes!

Fortunately, he had considered the possibility of traitors from within, so he divided the spies sent to the kingdom into several systems that did not interfere with each other, and even if there was a problem in any of them, they would not bury everyone.

However, the entire 20,000 elite legions of the empire were sent to heaven because of their credulity......

Thinking of this, Jarvis felt a burst of heartache!

Most importantly, the sorcerers' re-use of doomsday spells overturned all their previous speculations, like a sword hanging over everyone's heart.

Just as Jarvis was pondering about what to do, he suddenly seemed to sense something, and his expression immediately became serious.

Randall on the side was no exception.

It was the Lord who sent down the oracle!

……

The effects of the hydrogen explosion lasted for three full days and did not completely subside, just as Lynn had predicted, the kingdom opposition that had emerged due to the previous food war seemed to be extinguished in an instant, and even the security in the various towns was much better.

No one dares to jump out and touch the mold of the council at this time......

In the afternoon of the third day, the Wizarding Council once again announced the great news that the cities of the kingdom would hold a grand exam!

Those who know 200 lingua franca and are literate will be able to participate, from which the council will select the administrators of each city.

Lynn needs to thank the church for its rule over the mainland for hundreds of years, although the language families in various places are different, they have been basically unified in writing, saving them a lot of trouble.

As soon as such a bombshell news came out, it naturally caused an uproar within the kingdom, and the selection of officials from all over the country through the so-called examination was simply unheard of in the hundreds of years of history of the empire.

Moreover, the parliament does not restrict the origin of the candidates, but only the two basic requirements of being able to speak the written language and the lingua franca.

This means that even the heirs of poor families have the opportunity to pass the exam and become the lord of the local area, but in the wizard's realm they have a different name - called the mayor!

Although it can't be hereditary, and it still has a term of office, if you don't do well, you have to get out, but it still makes countless people excited!

After all, he has the right to manage an entire city, isn't that the former aristocratic lord?

Susan looked at the big notice posted on the wall, and couldn't help but fantasize in her heart.

His two children are in civilian colleges, and their grades are said to be very good.

In the past, Susan only thought that her children would be able to enter the wizards' workshops after graduating from the civilian academy, and it would be easier for her to get started or something than for herself and her husband in the glass and musket workshops, but now it has made her see a new path.

Mayor or something, Susan didn't even dare to think about it, but there was still some slight possibility of becoming a township mayor or town mayor!

"You are breaking the foundations of the kingdom!"

A count of the kingdom looked at the black and white writing on the bulletin board, almost unable to catch his breath, and shouted in a broken break.

He understood that from now on, the noble lords who were tied by blood were a thing of the past!

There are not a few nobles of the kingdom who can feel the threat like him, but those big nobles who are not very smart have basically been cleaned up in this food war, and most of the remaining nobles are new-school nobles who stand in line extremely quickly and have strong adaptability!

Isn't it just an exam, their knowledge and management experience far exceed that of ordinary poor people, if they can't win the exam, then they still have to blow glass in the workshop!

Even many people regard it as a shortcut to family revival and reach the pinnacle of power!

It took only half a day for the announcement to be issued, and there was an endless stream of applicants, and soon the number had exceeded 10,000, and even many wizards were a little excited, and they were more willing to enjoy the wine called power than the boredom of magic learning.

Monroe, who had been decadent for several days, also saw a glimmer of hope again, if he could pass this so-called assessment and become the manager of a certain kingdom territory, he might be able to make up for it from within!

Otherwise, don't bother, right?

Ivina stopped talking, and sometimes she couldn't understand what the colleague was thinking, let alone which side he was on......

But at Monroe's insistence, the two signed up, and although Ivina didn't hold out any hopes, she also sparked some interest.

The time for the exam was set on September 1st, which was also the time when the nuclear fusion reactor was completed, and Lynn wanted to continue the cover of the exam and attract everyone's attention, after all, this thing was activated at the most dangerous time, and anyone who didn't pay attention to the whole city had to go to heaven!

Of course, the importance of this selection exam is self-evident, it is related to the alternation of the old and new order, and it cannot be sloppy at all, Lynn had to take some time to select some suitable public examination questions from the database of Zhizhi Brain as the assessment content.

The days passed quickly, and there was a learning boom in the kingdom, and all the books on enlightenment were sold out, and even the roadside peddlers turned a few pages in their spare time.

However, even temporary cramming could not change the current situation of illiteracy among the people of the kingdom.

Just the fact that he could write 200 lingua franca and read an official document word for word wiped out nine out of ten people, and in the end, there were probably less than 2,000 people in the entire city of oil who were qualified for the exam.

Monroe is naturally among them, before joining the Divine Punishment Army, he was a baron of the empire, and this kind of entry test naturally did not make it difficult for him.

After officially getting the exam papers, Monroe glanced nervously a few times, and then his expression relaxed.

It doesn't seem that difficult......

The whole exam paper is divided into two sections, the positive questions mostly test the basic arithmetic and the ability to understand Kumon, while the negative ones are mostly practical questions......

For example, this one.

[Da Chun is a devout believer in false gods, refuses to cooperate with ideological reform, and has strong resistance feelings, if you are the local affairs officer and govern this territory, how should you properly handle this matter? 】

What else, of course, is to catch it!

Monroe sneered, he knew that this must be a test of the wizards' obedience to the council, and he had to show as much disgust as he could for these devout disciples who were loyal to the Lord!

After thinking about it for a while, Monroe decided to come up with his own means of capturing wizards and cultists in the north of the empire, erect them as examples, punish them in public, and curb this trend with severe punishment!

Not only that, but also encourage mutual reporting in the local area, give high rewards, and catch everyone who disobeys the orders of the council!

Monroe nodded with satisfaction when he finished writing, and then sighed at the brutality of the wizards, and he had to pretend to give advice to the other party.

Ivina was also looking at the question in front of her, but it was just another question about food and poverty.

[Peter is a poor farmer who has been cultivating wheat in the field for generations, and is unwilling to try anything new, and now that the price of wheat continues to fall, how can he get rid of the poverty of the past, whether he can rent out the land, enter the workshop, or buy new farming machines and change to more economical crops? 】

Ivina pondered for a long time, and soon answered on the exam paper, the other party's stubbornness and persuasion alone will definitely not work, you can start with the other party's neighbors first!

If these people enter the workshop, and the standard of living is visibly improved, and then they are allowed to build new houses, there are contrasts and disparities, and they don't even have to say much, and this poor man who has been farming for generations will change himself.

If this is not enough, you can start with the family and change the other person's thinking step by step, Ivina believes that as long as the poor man can see the tangible benefits, change is a matter of time.

Something similar had happened countless times in the kingdom, and Ivina had gossiped with many of the laborers in her spare time, so she knew some of the common tactics of the council.

The other topics are also very interesting, ranging from resolving neighborhood disputes, to improving the living standards of the people, and promoting social stability.

There are a total of 12 questions on the back, none of which are repeated, and the last question is even more surprising to Evena, which is about the conflict between wizards and the poor, and as a clerk, she needs to choose to punish the wizard according to the law or let the poor swallow their anger and eliminate the conflict.

Ivina carefully and carefully wrote down each answer, and gradually understood the significance of the selection of magistrates for the examination, and those who can make these questions and give satisfactory answers can also handle government affairs with ease!

The exam time is three hours in total, and every minute and second is very precious, and it is difficult for even some experienced and experienced nobles to give perfect answers......

The most important thing is that they have to figure out what the parliament is based on and what kind of answers they want to get.

"It's time, rewind it!" Aradd, the great wizard who was the temporary examiner, glanced at the magic hourglass and spoke indifferently.

After the words fell, the field was quietly activated, and the exam papers in everyone's hands spontaneously flew over.

The wailing in the examination room suddenly became one, three hours is too short, the basic questions in front are fine, as long as you can read and count, it won't take long to complete, but the practical questions in the back are not so easy.

Many people need to think about a question for more than half an hour, and it takes several hours to write the conclusion on the exam paper.

Seeing that there was a wail in the examination room, Monroe's confidence was even more sufficient, but fortunately, his hand speed was relatively fast, and he had already written it all in the first minute!

"Let's be quiet, there's one last exam to take next!" After Arad waved his hand and put away all the exam papers, his eyes paused on Ivina and the others, and he spoke again.

"All official wizards and me! The rest of us stay here, and someone will be responsible for giving you questions! ”

Hearing this, the more than ten wizards present stood up one after another, their faces were complacent, and they were not surprised, with their identities as wizards, how could they test the same things as these poor people and small nobles, and some special treatment could not be more normal......

The rest of the poor people have long been accustomed to this kind of inequality, only a few nobles have a lot of complaints, and they dare not say it in public, after all, the kingdom is now the world of wizards!

"Lord Arad, what are our exams? Do you evaluate the Wizard Level? A wizard asked flatteringly after going out.

He guessed that the council might assign positions according to their wizard rank, and he had already inquired, at least there were no great wizards in the city of fire oil to participate in this exam, which meant that his three-ring wizard was very likely to be qualified for the position of lord.

Arad glanced at him, but did not reply, and after leading a few people into a room, he took out five delicate-looking rings from his backhand.

"This is your exam paper, put it on, you five come first!" Arad casually clicked around, and among the few people he clicked on were Monroe and Evena!