Chapter 134
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Dean stepped forward and came to the front of the long table.
"I will give you one minute." The white-robed old man indifferently said.
Dean took the paper and pen and quickly glanced at the answers. There were three questions in total.
Question 1:
"When the nobles violate the law, how will you deal with them?"
Dean saw the problem, and without hesitation, quickly wrote a word: "Kill!"
Question 2:
"When the knights of light fall, how will you deal with them?"
"Kill!" Dean continued to write.
Question 3:
"When you meet an evil alchemist, how will you deal with them?"
Dean hesitated a little, but quickly wrote: "Kill!"
"It's done." Dean handed over the paper.
The three people behind the long table were surprised. The middle-aged woman who was holding a pocket watch looked at the pointer on the pocket watch and said: "Only ten seconds have passed. You can answer slowly."
"No." Dean shook his head.
The three looked at each other. The old man in the middle took Dean's answer sheet and looked down. He saw that the answer to each question was one word: Kill!
The handwriting was like a knife, and the meaning of the words was murderous.
The old man's eyes, which had always been half-closed, opened a lot. He looked up at the handsome boy in front of the table. After a moment of silence, he nodded and said: "You are qualified. Go to the magistrate's office on Pus Avenue for an interview tomorrow. My name is Mede.
When the two people next to him heard his words, they were a little surprised. They tilted their heads and looked at the answer sheet in his hand. When they saw the three simple words on it, they couldn't help but be a little startled. No wonder he only took ten seconds to finish writing. This answer was definitely the most concise one they had ever seen in their many years of service.
"Good boy!" The middle-aged man on the right looked at Dean and said: "His temperament is good, but his hostility is a bit heavy. It will be better to restrain himself in the future."
The old man in the middle called Mede said: "At such a young age, you should have such spirit. This is also the reason why we set an age limit for magistrates." He waved to the maid next to him.
The maid understood and led Dean away from the team.
Dean was relieved to see that he had passed the test. Although there were many euphemisms for the answer, but this was his heart. Moreover, when he saw the question, he already knew what the goal of this preliminary examination was, and as such, he answered it with the olden era's legal standards. If he couldn't pass, he could only accept it.
"That's great!" Jenny, who was waiting at the side, exclaimed in surprise.
Dean blinked: "I told you that I would definitely pass."
"Both of you, come and register your identity." The maid interrupted Dudian.
Dean and Jenny looked at each other and smiled. They followed the maid to register their identity and household registration information.
"Nobles, commoners." The maid looked at their household registration information and quickly recorded it. Then she handed two cards to Dean and Jenny: "This is your certificate of qualification. Please keep it properly."
Dean and Jenny put away their weapons.
"You can leave from here," the maid said considerately.
Dudian looked in the direction she was pointing. It was also crowded, but there were two knights of the magistrate guarding there.
The maid brought them over and informed the knights of the magistrate.
The two young knights of the magistrate immediately dispersed the crowd and made a narrow aisle for Dean and Jenny.
Dean took Jenny's hand and went out along the aisle. They came out of the square and left along another street with fewer people.
"Your carriage is blocked on that street. I'll hire another carriage to take you back," Dean said to her.
Jenny nodded: "I didn't expect so many people to come to apply. No wonder father told me to seize the opportunity. Fortunately, I met you. Otherwise, I would still be sitting in the carriage waiting for you."
Dean smiled: "The magistrate's profession is too hot. It is more glorious than the Knights of Light of the Holy Church. Now that you have passed the preliminary test, you will pass the law exam tomorrow. Then you will become a real probationary magistrate. Then you will be one step closer to your dream!"
"Yes!" Jenny's mood suddenly brightened up. She suddenly thought of something and said to Dean: "How did you answer so quickly? What was your answer?"
Dean replied: "How did you answer?"
"The higher-ups asked me what to do if the nobles break the law? I said, of course, they are the same as civilians. They have to accept the sanctions of the law. In front of the law, everyone is equal. "Jenny said in a serious tone.
Dean looked at her beautiful face and sighed: "Well said. Yes, everyone is equal!"
"Is that how you answered?" Jenny turned her head and asked.
"Well, almost, but not as good as you. It's more simple." Dean stammered.
Jenny covered her mouth: "It's simple. You are eloquent. I'm sure you can summarize it in one or two sentences. But I'm too long-winded."
"This is called comprehensive." Dean joked.
Jenny smiled from ear to ear: "You really know how to talk. It's strange that other people answered wrong for such a simple question. "
"It's very difficult for an honest person to deceive others. It's impossible for a false person to tell the truth." Dean said.
Jenny came to a realization and said with a smile, "Your view is indeed different from ordinary people."
"You too." Dean said sincerely.
Jenny's face was flushed, but she didn't lower her head to hide it. She gently bit her lower lip and stared at Dean's eyes: "Do you really think so?"
Dean's heart was pounding as she looked at him. He subconsciously said: "Of, of course."
Jenny took a deep look at him and retracted her gaze. She did not say anything. She walked side by side with Dean on the street. The air was subtly warming up for a while.
Dean coughed and said: "There is a carriage in front of us. Shall we go and take a ride?"
"Yes." Jenny gently nodded.
Dean sat with her inside the carriage. He felt the temperature inside the small carriage quickly rose. It was so hot that his face was burning. In order to alleviate the embarrassment, he said: "I'm a little unfamiliar with the law. Can you teach me?"
"Okay." Jenny was happy to agree.
Dean asked her some questions that he wasn't familiar with. Jenny patiently answered and explained them one by one.
Time passed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the carriage stopped.
Dean suddenly came back to his senses. He knew that he had arrived at her house.
Jenny looked at him and whispered: "I … will go back first. See you tomorrow."
"Well, see you tomorrow. I'll wait for you." Dean watched her go down the driveway.
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