The more they object, the more it means I did the right thing

Today is a day worth remembering.

The magic hall is crowded with people. Citizens follow the number plates to receive the charity magic they voted for. Each citizen only has one chance to vote. Not all citizens can receive the magic they want.

Only the magic circuits with the top three votes can be distributed by the Magic Guild.

Citizens who voted incorrectly also received consolation rewards. After voting, they could go to the door to receive ten eggs and half a piece of vegetable oil. Many adults came here for this. They hurriedly lined up in a long queue and hurriedly collected the eggs and went home.

Thanks to this, the event of "Magic Entering Homes" became so popular among the public that almost every venue was full.

According to the original intention of the "Magic Enters Homes, Magic Guides Go to the Countryside" activity, the magic chosen by most citizens must be good magic that is friendly, practical and beautiful.

In past events, the selected magic has truly improved the lives of the people.

After all, the masses are discerning.

The final selection of the event has come out, and the top three are highlighted on the screen;

Ansu Morningstar, third-level saint, [Friendly Exchange], 981 votes, first place.

Arthur Sonny, third-level saint, [honest and aboveboard], 460 votes, second place.

Liszt Munn, third-level saint, [Space Distortion], 410 votes, third place.

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The staff responsible for distributing magic felt that this time the crowd was only looking at the snow.

He couldn't imagine what a bad impact it would have on society if these three magics were released.

Who would have thought that an ordinary charity event could give birth to such taboo evil magic?

Unlike the staff who were suffering internally, Ansu was in a good mood at this moment.

Since the last time he helped an entire city's residents and solved all their troubles, his good character of cooking people for fun has only grown in size.

Want to help others more.

This is a great start.

But the way Ashley looked at Ansu was not so friendly.

"Do you know what you did?" Ashley looked at Ansu with an evil expression.

"Help the citizens solve the noise problem." Ansu's green eyes were full of sincerity.

".Can't you solve other problems?" Ashley admired Ansu's shamelessness.

"If the citizens are willing, I will be happy to solve their various problems, such as the high street complaint rate, the serious aging of the city, and a series of other problems that trouble everyone."

Ansu said with a genuine smile. His smile was so pure and clean that people couldn't help but feel good about him.

It's a pity that everyone doesn't want 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's exam next month?"

"That's right."

"Then it should be against the genius saint of the Glory Holy See."

Ashley showed a happy smile. Ansu was really annoying, but there was nothing that could be done about him. But if he faced him, this little freshman would definitely not be able to take advantage of him, and would even be taught a lesson. .

Even the arrogant Ashley had to admit that the saint's talent was far above her own.

It's time to re-teach this little newborn how to behave.

"Are you talking about Luojia?" Ansu was confused.

He was not worried about confronting Luo Jia. Luo Jia still owed him a fine of three hundred gold.

If you say you won’t accept it then, you won’t accept it in the future.

"Don't you know?" Ashley stared at Ansu with a strange look, "The glorious saint we usually discuss in private is not Luojia."

Ansu showed a thoughtful expression, so that's it.

Then this one should be the former saint of Farol.

The branch churches in each region have their own saints, who are all called "quasi-saints". For example, Luojia was once a quasi-saint in the border area, and as Falore, there is also a quasi-saint in the imperial capital.

Only when chosen by the gods, the quasi-saint will become a real saint.

Luo Jia was placed under house arrest in the monastery, and her rights were evaded. This should be the fault of the faction of the Holy Maiden of the Imperial Capital.

"Prince Cersei Milton, who was given the 'Star of Falore' by God, was selected as the Holy Maiden of the Imperial City at the age of ten. She reached the third level at the age of thirteen and learned to write magic."

"At the age of fourteen, I wrote the holy light magic that can be dedicated to the gods. Within a year, nearly a thousand saints exchanged blessings. At the age of fifteen, I was already a fourth-level saint and created a legendary level. magic."

Ashley told Ansu Cope about the glorious deeds of this quasi-saint, "This promotion to deacon is just a formality for my majesty."

Logically speaking, only deacons and above can dedicate magic to the gods, but the Saints of the Imperial City always have some privileges.

"Then does she have the spirit to persevere?"

"Can I drink six bottles of urine and go on stage?"

Liszt pushed up his glasses gracefully. As a nobleman, the most important thing is to be able to persevere and not reveal anything. "Brother Ansu dares!"

He always believed that Brother Ansu dared to drink urine directly!

After all, I can drink six bottles of water on the field, so Brother Ansu must be even better.

"." Ashley was speechless.

She instantly thought of the shameful experience she had had, and her original calm expression suddenly collapsed, and a blush of shame appeared on her cheeks.

"Does this woman dare to take off her underwear and create magic?" Arthur also snorted disdainfully, "I, Boss Ansu, dare too."

He always believed that Boss Ansu dared to run naked.

After all, if you can go on stage wearing only underwear, then Boss Ansu must be even more powerful.

"." Ashley was silent.

What kind of ghostly image does Ansu have in your minds?

"All in all, Her Majesty Cersei is very good in the field of magic production." Ashley sighed.

"Ours isn't bad either." Arthur smiled heartily.

Ashley thought to herself that these children still didn't understand the difference between civilian magic and magic used by warlocks.

Although the magic they created won the overwhelming majority of votes from the 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 rough.

Only Ansu's [Friendly Communication] has an exquisite design, but it is not as good as Cersei's Crown.

Not even qualified to dedicate to gods.

After all, no god is willing to accept the magic of such a devil.

Civilian use and warlock use are two completely different concepts.

It must be comprehensively considered from multiple aspects such as practicality, cost-effectiveness of magic value 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."