They all call me an evil god Vol. 1 [MTL]

Ch 116

Chapter 116:

The audience and the children began to whisper.

"This is a York College student? He shouldn't have broken the rules and taken the potion in advance, right?

"No, this will obviously be checked, no one would be so stupid."

"Could it be that you ate the wrong thing and caused the detection circle to go wrong?"

"I remember! His sister was a student of Lord Victor, perhaps she forgot to remove the magic weapon given by Lord Victor?

"Tsk, it shouldn't be. Even Miss Ingrid hasn't forgotten, where did he get his face?

"Ahem—please be calm." The priests waved their hands.

The lilac light of the circle eventually shrank back, and there was a little bit of pity for it.

The priest pulled Theodore aside, "You go on, I'll ask a few questions."

Theodore pursed his lips unconsciously and tugged at his cuffs.

He remembered what the teacher had said, he had taken down all the high-level items and put them in the storage area, and yesterday's meals were all normal, no different from other children.

"Don't be nervous," the priest patted him lightly on the shoulder, "Can you take me to see the personal items you usually wear?" I'm just checking it a little.

Theodore nodded, leading the priest back.

It's human nature to love to see the excitement, and now everyone no longer pays attention to the normal admission process, but secretly turns their attention to Theodore's side.

Theodore pulled out his small backpack and emptied all his personal belongings on the long table, "That's it. Shhh



This equipment is too good!! From head to toe, from defense to offense, mental to physical, everything!

He steadied his expression and picked them up one by one to observe. My God, a Sage-level hidden magic weapon, worth at least eight gold pounds in the Transcendent Shop. Goddess, Sage dagger, this thing sharpens iron like clay, right? Is it appropriate to make a weapon for a child?!

The air was slightly dull.

Theodore clenched his small fists and looked back at the audience.

Alana gave him a soothing smile and lip synched.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Theodore breathed a sigh of relief and stood there obediently.

"Meow?" Booper slipped out of Liz's arms and jumped onto Alana's lap.

Alana couldn't help but poke its paws, "Last night, you sneaked to Theodore's bed to sleep?" This

guy is a high-level weird, and Theodore doesn't know how much of it has been contaminated.

Bu Bai shrank his head cowardly, and his hairy head rubbed against Alana's palm. In public, it can't be explained publicly, so it can only be cute.

Liam looked at it for a moment, without saying a word, before reaching out and pinching the back of its neck and lifting it up.

！ Bubai's eyes widened, and he looked at Alanna pleadingly.

Don't look at me, you can't help me. Alanna turned her head silently.

Liam was not interested in petting the cat, and placed it safely in the empty seat next to him. Instinctively, Boubai knew Liam's danger and didn't dare to move.

"This one is fine. This one too," the priest checked Theodore's equipment one by one and put it aside.

Another wizard also tested his spell and confirmed that Theodore was not taking illegal drugs.

"Uh, the detection crystal seems to be out of order?" The priest was holding a clay bracelet made by Alana.

"I'll try," the other cleric drove the spiritual power to infuse the crystal, as he had just done without any feedback.

"Looks like it's really bad."

He grimaced.

In order to ensure the fairness of the game, he should return to the academy equipment department and collect the test crystal again, but he may have to waste twenty minutes back and forth.

Either postpone the game and make everyone wait. Either that, you have to let the student stay aside and make sure there are no problems before entering the game. Obviously, the latter is less costly.

Just when everyone was either sorry or gloating that Theodore was going to withdraw from the game for a while, a deep voice fell from the sky.

"I'll take a look."

There was a gasp, followed by cheers and cheers.

"Your Majesty Francis!"

"It's the Fransi demigod of the Strand!"

"Today must be my lucky day! I met the world's most famous wizard engineer!
Everyone
stood up and bowed.

Alana wanted to get up and go through the motions, but suddenly there was a cold and powerful touch on her wrist.

It's Liam.

"Huh?" She asked in a low voice.

He didn't explain.

At such a moment's notice, the best time to salute had been missed, and Alana sat still.

As soon as Francis entered the door, he noticed movement in the storage area. Originally, he would not interfere with such routine examinations, but when his gaze was cast, a strange feeling rose in his heart.

It's as if the mind is involuntarily drawn to mystical knowledge.

"Please," the priest respectfully handed over the bracelet.

The moment Francis touched the bracelet, a chill inexplicably rose up on his back. But the feeling came and went so fast that he couldn't figure it out.

If he hadn't done his usual health check-ups, he would have thought he had sensed something was wrong.

"This is a bracelet made of Yves stone?" He looked down at Theodore, who was slightly reserved.

Theodore was stunned.

This is the demigod Francis, the idol of all the magician engineers. The first generation of magic guide machinery basically came from the research institute he led, and the magic guide train was designed by him himself!

Although Theodore didn't come to the competition with a dream of becoming Francis's student, there was always a little corner in his heart that he thought how good it would be if it was true.

When the priest saw that Theodore was slow to reply, he was anxious and wanted to reach out and push him.

As a result, Francis's cool eye knife swept over, and the priest was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

Francis bent down and lowered his voice, "What's your name?"

Theodore woke up from a dream, slightly annoyed, "My name is Theodore · Sos."

"Theodore, can you tell me where this bracelet came from?"

Theodore subconsciously looked at Alana, and after receiving her smile in response, he said slowly: "This is a clay bracelet made by my sister Alana." Clay sculptures

? Francis first heard of such a craft.

"This stone is the Yves stone, right? Does it have any special benefits?

"Alana says it brings good luck."

Good luck? Francis didn't think it was reliable.

There are many things that are said to be "good luck" in this world, the most typical ones are whale bones and unicorn bone fragments. But only a braggart businessman would say that the common Yves stone brings good luck.

"Mind if I check it out?" He looked at Theodore.

"Please," Theodore shook his head.

Francis quietly condensed a trace of spiritual power and carefully poured it into the hedrons. His rank is too high, and failure to do so will easily lead to damage to the magic weapon.

Normally, he will quickly receive feedback from his spiritual powers about the inner structure and efficacy of the hedron. But this time, his spiritual power was like a mud cow into the sea, and he disappeared without a trace.

Francis's face changed slightly.

"Your Majesty? Any questions? The priest looked at him nervously.

"No problem," Francis replied stiffly, once again condensing a spiritual force.

If it was a power the size of a hair just now, it is now a power like a fire hose. His idea was simple, as soon as he got feedback, he would pull it back so as not to damage it.

But once again, something magical happened.

The surging spiritual power that entered the spar only eased inexplicably, as if the water flowing out of the water pipe no longer obeyed his orders. This has never happened before.

Francis was frightened and curious, and subconsciously increased the speed of spiritual power injection.

I don't believe it! It's just an ore, what magic can it be?

But three seconds pass, ten seconds pass, and half a minute passes. The hedron is like a bottomless pit, absorbing the spiritual power he "gifted", and there is no trace of collapse.

？？ What the hell is going on?

"Your Majesty?!" The priest saw a slight sweat oozing from France's forehead, and immediately became anxious.

"Ahem," Francis withdrew his hand in embarrassment. I almost forgot, this kid still has to go to the competition right now, and he can't be allowed to toss back and forth here, "No problem, let him go to the competition."

According to his thoughts, nine times out of ten, this little boy was unintentionally contaminated with some breath, rather than trying to cheat.

Theodore's eyes lit up and he leaned over and saluted, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Thank you for the ruling!" The priest's voice was raised so that everyone in the audience could hear it.

It's a shame to say that he made a lot of noise, even if the child was found to have no problem in the end, as long as he got good grades in the end, someone would always gossip.

But now, with the demigod Francis personally stamped, he is kind of shutting everyone's mouths.

"Uh," Francis said.

Theodore paused as he was about to leave, tilting his head to look at him.

Francis was stared at by his clear eyes, and suddenly felt embarrassed, and his voice was soft and low, "This bracelet of yours is very special, I wonder if you can give it to me?" After saying that

, his old face turned red.

It is a shame for a person who is close to a hundred years old to run to a child and ask for something. But he's curious! Curious! This ore must be unusual!

Perhaps it was a particular mutation in the region it came from, or perhaps it had reacted unusually with other otherworldly objects. In short, this kind of object full of mystery is really rare!

Mineral materials that can hold extremely dense energy can play a wonderful role in magic machinery just by thinking about it!

"I can't."

The two words of ice cold ruthlessly shattered Francis's illusions.

The reverence and excitement on Theodore's face vanished, leaving only vigilance.

"Huh?"

Francis was stunned. He really isn't the kind of style who looks for people everywhere to ask for things, this is the first time he has pulled down his face in more than ten years, and he was rejected, refused, and rejected!

"This is a gift from my sister, it must be commemorative, right?" The priest hurriedly played the round, for fear that Francis would be unhappy and leave with his sleeves, so what should he do about this game?

Francis cleared his throat in disguise, "It's me who is abrupt. You

shouldn't have asked rashly in front of so many people, and relying on the identity of a demigod, you are a little self-righteous. If you really want to ask for one, you should find the child and his parents privately and negotiate a purchase or exchange.

"Go for the race, good luck."

Theodore ran to the arena without looking back.

Francis waved to the crowd and walked to the VIP table as if nothing had happened.

Mycella had already arrived, and while talking to the other judges, she didn't go over to join in the fun. When he heard Theodore reject Francis, his heart was dark.

Lo and behold, we, the amazing peak engineers, also had a day of rejection.

However, they can be regarded as having a good heart, and among the many contestants, they all pay attention to the same pair of sisters and brothers.

"That's Alana · Soth's younger brother, and his sister is a student of Victor and a recipient of the Magic God Sect's 'Glory Star', so it's inevitable that you will be a little arrogant, you have to bear more."

"It's just that I'm not doing it," Francis said lightly.

Mycella sneered secretly, "That's what that bracelet is."Particularly? "It's worth asking for a demigod.

"It's really different."

Mycella didn't think deeply. A scientist or engineer loves to study these strange things, but for her, it doesn't make much sense.