The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 272 - 202: Saints are like this, but Bishop Ansu has a lot to consider (two in one)

Faced with these seven preposterous exam papers, the saints found themselves in the midst of an intense brainstorm.

"The Great Mage must have his reasons for doing this," one said.

The saints repeatedly pondered over His Excellency Merlin’s intentions behind the questions, how he wanted the candidates to respond, considering everything from cultural perspectives to political ideologies, from novel interpretations of glorious doctrines to the origins of life....

After much deliberation, they finally reached a unanimous conclusion:

Merlin just bloody wants all the candidates to die!

This damn old lamp clearly had issues after staying in Heaven, which is why he’d want to come out and wreak havoc on society!

"Your Excellency,"

a saint of Order argued righteously,

"these questions are inappropriate. According to the rules, only those saints who pass the written exam can be ranked and proceed to the next phase of the examination."

"That’s why we in the Magic Association always have passing criteria for our exams. The difficulty level must ensure a ninety percent pass rate; if it falls below this minimum threshold, the President will blame us, and it could even impact you!"

Unlike the saints’ examinations, the advancement exams start with a preliminary written test, and only those who pass the theory are formally allowed to participate in the promotion test.

However, according to unwritten rules, this preliminary stage is just a formality.

At most, one or two ignorant saints are weeded out.

Merlin fears neither Heaven nor Earth; only the President of the Magic Association could possibly manage him, so he specifically brought up the old President’s name.

"Forgive me for speaking frankly, but with these questions, the pass rate is at most five percent," the saint of Order threatened.

An Su was indeed shocked, his voice rising, "There’s a five percent pass rate?" he asked incredulously.

"Exactly so."

Seeing that the Great Mage was wavering, the saints flashed knowing smiles and quickly fanned the flames, "That’s right, Your Excellency. With our many years of experience in setting questions, we swear that no more than a hundred people will pass this set."

"Then we’re doomed," An Su’s face turned grim. He couldn’t stay seated any longer, "We need to revise the questions."

The saints exchanged glances, seeing relief and victory in each other’s eyes.

"Let’s do it this way," An Su thought for a moment, then had a spark of inspiration, "Delete all the multiple-choice and fill-in-the-blank questions; replace them all with subjective questions."

The saints’ smiles froze.

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Why the hell did he delete the multiple-choice and fill-in-the-blanks, and switch them all to essay questions...

Could the candidates even finish writing them?

The saint of Order’s lips twitched. He felt that His Excellency Merlin might not have understood his point, "Your Excellency, switching them all to subjective questions might not be appropriate..."

"You’re right, it indeed wouldn’t be appropriate," An Su said softly, "What would the pass rate be then?"

"Less than one percent," the saint of Order hastily replied, breathing a sigh of relief, "So switching them all to subjective questions isn’t suitable."

"You’re correct," An Su agreed, giving the saint of Order a look of approval, "Indeed unsuitable."

An Su’s smile was amiable, "We should change them all to subjective final questions."

The saint of Order was silent.

His eyes widened as he failed to grasp the meaning of His Excellency Merlin’s words for a moment.

So when you say unsuitable, is it because the pass rate is too high...

Final questions...

A test paper with twenty to thirty questions, each turned into a final question, would compress that axle into two dimensions!

All saints had expressions of exquisite drama. Having been saints for so many years and having been privy to the secrets of the upper echelons of the Church, they understood Merlin’s early life antics and thought that His Excellency Merlin’s morals might have been purified by the pristine Heaven after he was sent there to atone for a year.

After a year of serene and peaceful influence in Heaven, His Excellency Merlin indeed had changed.

He had become even more unforgiving.

"What’s the pass rate now?" An Su inquired.

"If around ten people pass, that would be lucky for the Church," the saints said, looking pale.

"Is it possible for anyone to get a perfect score?" An Su asked.

"Even the Princess would hardly stand a chance…" the saints mourned, unable to believe that anyone could score full marks on those exam papers.

They felt sorrow for the Church’s grim and dark future prospects; after all, the deacons who advanced from saints were the future backbone of the Church’s seven Sects, which determined the Church’s future direction.

But now, there would be at most a dozen deacons, and that was the most optimistic estimate.

Having heard that the Church was going to adopt an elite approach, the saints never imagined it would be to such an extent...

The saints surreptitiously observed His Excellency Merlin, wondering to themselves if he really had no grudge against the Church, wasn’t an Esoteric Sect spy, and was mentally stable enough not to intentionally harm this batch of saints...

Or perhaps His Excellency Merlin acted this way because he had some profound, yet misunderstood, motivations?

Maybe the God of Law just had higher expectations for the saints and wouldn’t deliberately trouble the candidates, right?

The saints consoled themselves internally.

An Su, a man attentive to minutiae, continued to add:

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"Split all the questions across two pages, with the reading and answering sections completely separated, making the candidates flip back and forth between pages while answering."

As soon as he finished speaking, all of Heaven fell into a long and profound silence.

’This bloody old man is intentionally trying to disgust people.’

’This bloody old man must have a grudge against the Church.’

’This bloody old man is definitely an undercover agent from the Esoteric Sect.’

’This bloody old man is a psychopath!’

The hearts of the saints finally died. They had lived for so many years and encountered various Esoteric Cultists with malevolent thoughts and corrupted morals, as well as the most self-destructive evil actions.