Du Chen smiled apologetically and looked down. It was the species he had seen earlier, the 'Black Barajik.' Sitting on a standard human examination desk and chair, only a small head was visible. The appearance was similar to that of a human, but the eyes were particularly large, and the ears were just two small round holes. The entire body was pitch black.

Standing next to his desk was a Sino dwarf who was not even as tall as the table. He must be his attendant.

"Hello, I am Sem! The prince of the Sino Principality!" The Sino dwarf extended his hand, which was also dark in color, with three fingers like a human.

Du Chen shook hands with him. "Hello, I am Francis, the Lanning Baron! It's a pleasure to meet you, Your Royal Highness, the esteemed prince!"

"Oh, you're too polite. The Sino Principality is just a small country, and I, as a prince, don't have many people to manage. By the way, the examiner said you are a descendant of a Legendary Fighter God. Which one?"

"Ancestor Sigru, the Holy, Kain!"

"Wow, the Radiant Fighter God!" When Sem heard Du Chen's ancestor, his big eyes immediately lit up with excitement. Then, he jumped up and stood on the chair, exposing his chest on the table. "The spirit of Sigru, the god of all fire-based Battle Mages! I should address you as a divine descendant! If we become opponents in the martial arts competition, please go easy on me!"

"Don't worry, you're definitely not my opponent!" Du Chen glanced at Kaman.

Sem grinned widely, his big eyes filled with various expressions. "The exam is about to start. We'll talk later. By the way, can you ask your attendant to step back and stand in front of my attendant?"

Du Chen casually asked Aliza to take a step back, but he immediately realized that with Aliza, who was over two meters tall, standing in front of the Sino dwarf, Sem and his attendant were completely blocked. Du Chen, who was just a step away, couldn't even see the two dwarves, let alone the examiner.

"Oh my god, Sem, are you...?"

"Hehe, esteemed divine descendant, please help me out!" Sem poked his head out from between Aliza's arms, his big eyes filled with a pleading look. He spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear. "My head is small, and I can't remember many scriptures. I can only resort to this method!"

Du Chen shrugged and turned around, pretending not to know them. At the same time, he wondered if helping someone cheat could be considered a good deed??

The exam began.

"Examinee number seven, tell your attendant to stand further away!" A proctor scolded Du Chen loudly.

Sem's expression changed behind him. The fear and unease in his big eyes were evident.

Du Chen thought to himself, "Helping others to the end." He smiled and said, "Respected examiner, I am Francis. You should have heard of my name since you come from the Saint John Cathedral. You should also know my attendant, Aliza."

"So he is Aliza! Well, since he's not very smart, it doesn't matter!"

In fact, what the examiner was thinking was that Father Ferdinand had already made arrangements. As long as Francis didn't blatantly copy the answers onto the desk, they wouldn't interfere with anything!

Sem let out a long sigh of relief, and Du Chen could clearly hear the breath that Sem had held in.

The exam continued.

Throwing down his feather pen, Du Chen stretched lazily. With the extraordinary memory brought by the "The Lotus Treasure Mirror," he easily finished the exam paper.

He was about to submit his paper when Sem behind him suddenly became anxious and pleaded in a low voice, "Please, sit for a while longer!"

His voice trembled, as if he was afraid of something.

This little black creature was quite interesting. Du Chen had nothing better to do, so he picked up the feather pen again and pretended to make corrections. But at that moment, his butt itched, and the "The Lotus Treasure Mirror" unexpectedly advanced!

Impossible! Helping someone cheat couldn't possibly be a good deed, right? Du Chen couldn't figure it out. He was a thief, not a good person, but he still had a basic sense of right and wrong. Helping someone cheat was definitely not a good deed!

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But the feeling on his butt was unmistakable. The "Mirror" told Du Chen that he had just done a good deed!

Fuck, does "The Lotus Treasure Mirror" not differentiate between good and evil anymore? Du Chen wondered.

Sem was extremely grateful to Du Chen. The Sino Dwarves had small brains and were naturally foolish. Although they were skilled in magic and combat, their memory was lacking. However, they had a strong sense of pride and couldn't tolerate contempt and failure.

If Sem had failed the written exam, even if he was a prince, he would have been sent to the stake. This was the custom of the Sino Dwarves!

Therefore, Du Chen had indirectly saved his life!

After the exam, Sem stood on the table and repeatedly thanked Du Chen, holding his hand.

"You truly are a descendant of the gods. On behalf of the Sino Kingdom, I thank you!"

"Don't mention it, I didn't do anything, actually!"

"No, you have already helped me a lot. Francis, descendant of the gods, on behalf of the Sino Kingdom, I thank you and invite you to visit my country during your leisure time! All the Sino Dwarves will warmly welcome you!"

Du Chen didn't pay much attention to Sem's invitation, but after Sem's explanation, he understood one thing. In the eyes of "The Lotus Treasure Mirror," doing bad things to save someone could also be considered a good deed!

This...

Du Chen didn't know how to evaluate this point!

After Kaman handed in his exam paper, he smiled and raised his eyebrows at Du Chen before leaving. He dropped a sentence, "I'll be waiting for you during the martial arts competition!"

After the written exam, the candidates were not allowed to leave the Vernor Palace. They stayed in military tents outside the exam hall, attended by their entourage.

In fact, the martial arts competition was the main event of the annual Fighter God Exam. After all, for Fighter God s, martial strength was the most important. Starting from the second day of the written exam, the more than 4,000 candidates in the Vernor Palace were divided into twenty groups to fight against each other. Inside the Laning Palace, twenty high platforms were set up in various spacious corners to serve as the martial arts arenas.

Du Chen was assigned to the seventh group and would be participating in the martial arts competition on the first day.

This is truly interesting!

It should have been arranged by Lord Wideno, the chief examiner from the Laning side.

On the eve of the martial arts competition, Du Chen played with the necklace in the tent, contemplating what he should do tomorrow. Aliza, who was sleeping next to him, snored loudly.

No matter how he looked at it, Du Chen always felt that the droplet hanging from the necklace was a tear. It was a strange feeling, or rather, an intuition, without any reason! He just felt that it was a tear, a woman's tear!

"Francis, can I come in?" someone called softly from outside the tent.

It was the voice of Father Ferdinand.

"Oh, dear Father, why are you here?" Du Chen hid the necklace and welcomed the old priest into the tent. He wanted to wake up Aliza, but was stopped.

The old man was dressed in a very ordinary priest's robe, and his large hat covered his face. Obviously, he had come without anyone's knowledge.

After taking off his hat, his purple eyebrows furrowed together, and he said in a deep voice, "Francis, as a descendant of the God Fighter, you must participate in the Fighter God Exam at least once. This is the holy canon of the church, and I cannot defy it. So I didn't stop you from participating in the exam earlier, but I am very worried!"

"What are you worried about, dear Father?"

"The holy canon of the church stipulates that in order to observe the full potential of the candidates, a certain number of candidates are allowed to die in the martial arts competition." He spread his hands, "This is the canon, and no one can change it! So in the martial arts competition starting tomorrow, there may be opponents who will harm you, and then..."

"And then my guardian Fighter God will step in and skin their whole family?" Du Chen said.

"Yes, although your guardian Fighter God is also a friend of the church, if he kills the whole family of a candidate from the Laning Diocese during the Fighter God Exam, it will be difficult for our church as well!"

Ferdinand seemed to be pleading, and his troubled appearance made Du Chen puzzled. Was his guardian God Fighter really that powerful? It made Father Ferdinand, the priest of Laning, so troubled.

At this moment, Ferdinand was also pondering in his heart. My gods, what secrets does Francis have? He actually has a title Fighter God as his guardian!

Yes, the experts in the church's criminal law have already made a judgment. Judging from the skinning technique, that mysterious God Fighter is a Legendary God Fighter, comparable to the ancestor of the Saint Kain family, Sigru!

After that battle, there were fewer God Fighters on the three continents than virgins in a brothel. They could be counted on one hand: the Pope himself, the madman from the Fighter God Academy, and the peerless hero known as the "Lionheart King" on the Azure Continent across from the Einstein Continent...

Heavens, why would a Fighter God with such a prestigious title be idle enough to protect a foolish divine descendant?

Regardless, a God Fighter is a living deity and should not be offended easily! Therefore, Ferdinand made up his mind to befriend this Fighter God for the sake of the Holy Church.

However, the prerequisite was to ensure Francis's safety during the exam, so as not to provoke the wrath of the God Fighter and have him flay them alive!

Ferdinand and Du Chen sat face to face on the carpet. Ferdinand smiled bitterly and lowered his voice, "Kind child, I am going to do something very helpless. I hope you can cooperate and keep it a secret."

Du Chen looked at the troubled Ferdinand and asked, "Father, what do you need me to do?"

"Well, it's like this, tomorrow..."

Under the night sky of the Vernar Palace, inside a small tent, the most esteemed priest of the Laning Empire and the virtue of the Saint John City, discussed a somewhat shameless plan amidst the snoring of Aliza, the descendant of the orcs...