His Excellency the Patriarch's dark face twitched and shook his head speechlessly. He did not believe that His Royal Highness would make such a rash mistake as judging people by their appearance, and could only interpret it with good intentions as a joke that was not very funny.

However, what happened next made Boris can't help but suspect that he was wrong, and His Royal Highness the prince seems to be really picking people based on his eyes.

"What's your name?"

"What motivates you to participate in the training?"

Ten tables were lined up in the auditorium, and ten priests sat at the tables as registrars, asking the same two questions to all applicants.

Most of the applicants also answered in a decent way, and after reporting their names, they solemnly declared that they were "inspired by faith", "want to be a glorious pastor of Sindra", and "aspire to spread the gospel of the goddess of fate everywhere".

But when there are too many people, it is inevitable that there will be one or two strange things that do not take the usual path, such as a boy named Peter, who looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing an old cotton robe that obviously does not fit, with a thin face and a mediocre appearance, when he heard the pastor's question, he was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a smile: "I heard that you can learn a lot of useful knowledge by coming here to participate in training without spending a copper, and a poor boy like me can eat in the canteen for free, there is such a good thing, of course I want to give it a try, Even if you can't pass the final promotion exam, you can eat and drink for nothing for at least a month, isn't that beautiful? Before he could finish his sentence, the crowd burst into laughter.

The priestess in charge of registering him rolled her eyes and said angrily, "You can answer when you think about it!" ”

"I've already thought about it, and I just told the truth." Peter wiped his nose with his sleeve and said to the priestess with a look of inexplicability.

The young priestess saw his shameless and sloppy virtue, and was so angry that she wanted to curse, and waved her hand to drive Peter away, "Next! ”

Peter paced the Great Hall with his hands on his hands, and everywhere he went, he became the focus of ridicule, and some people asked him why he didn't leave after he had finished registering. The kid glared at the other party, "It's clearly written on the admissions notice, I will have a lunch on the day of registration, and the meal has not been eaten, so the fool will leave!" ”

The crowd burst into laughter again, and the auditorium was filled with joy because of the young man's lack of air, and the queue for registration was not so boring.

Boris noticed the joke brought by Peter, but he was not happy, is the seminary a place for monkey cubs to play treasure? He walked slowly over to the priestess, glanced at the roster, and picked up his pen to × Peter's name. At this moment, Roland grabbed the pen and circled Peter's name on the roster.

"Your Highness, ...... you?" Boris looked at Roland in surprise.

"I said to pick people to look at the edge, this kid named Peter is pleasing to the eye, leave him." Roland said with a smile.

"This kind of little gangster who grew up in the slums, he specializes in doing some tricks and abductions on weekdays, maybe he is still a pickpocket, he comes to sign up for a few meals, it is impossible to serve the church sincerely, what is the use of you leaving him for!" Boris asked unhappily.

Roland didn't pay attention to his questioning, and looked through the crowd at the young man who quickly mingled with strangers, talking and laughing, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

"Mr. Boris, that boy named Peter is really talented, remember how he answered the question just now? Before honestly talking about his attempts to eat and drink, this little guy values the opportunity to learn for free, maybe it is a material that can be made, and we should give him a chance. ”

Pastor Boris sighed: "Since Your Highness is so optimistic about him, let him stay, but only for this level, he still has to take the written test according to the rules tomorrow, if the cultural level is not up to standard...... All I can say is sorry. ”

Roland waved his hand to show that he didn't mind: "That kid is not stupid, since he has carefully read the admissions notice, he should know that it is impossible to pass the test if the cultural foundation is too poor." ”

"Maybe he just wants to have lunch......" Boris muttered under his breath.

Roland smiled but didn't say a word. In fact, he wasn't sure how much ink that little Peter had in his stomach to read the admissions notice, which meant that he knew a few words, but that was not enough, the difficulty of tomorrow's exam was arithmetic, especially the four-rule mixed arithmetic question on earth was only at the level of a schoolboy, and in this Krasbourg, the person who could solve it correctly could be called an intellectual.

Peter's jokes were still spreading in the Great Hall, but Roland had no time to pay attention. The ten rosters had already been filled, and he took them and sketched them from memory, circled more than 700 names in one breath, and said to Boris: "These are all candidates I am optimistic about, and I can add some points to them in tomorrow's written test, and it would be a pity to be eliminated." ”

Boris became more and more puzzled: "Your Highness, what criteria did you choose these people based on, I really don't see how they are better than other applicants. As he spoke, he turned his head and glared at Peter, who was performing "walking upside down" in public, and couldn't imagine what it would be like for such a naughty guy to become a priest, and the more he thought about it, the more he shuddered!

"I told you, it's all about the eyes." Roland pointed to his eyes, and an imperceptible strange light flashed in the depths of his eyes, which was a sign that the "Pupil of Destiny" was opened, "Mr. Boris, if you were asked to choose a trainee from among these applicants, what would be the maximum percentage of students who would be able to pass the 'Revelation Test' and become a real priest?" ”

Boris furrowed two thick eyebrows, thinking and calculating: "According to the experience of the previous two training sessions, on average, about 50 people out of 1,000 people can pass the 'Divine Revelation Test', and I don't think there will be too much deviation this time." ”

Each training of 1,000 people, in the end only about 50 people passed the test, the pass rate of 1/20 can be said to be very low, the main factor causing this phenomenon is that the trainee's "perception" talent is not high enough, can not be keenly aware of the revelation of the goddess of fate, and the priest is a profession that relies on "perception" to cast spells, if you can't even sense the revelation of the goddess, don't expect to achieve anything in the practice of magic.

Since perceived talent is a key factor in determining whether a person has the opportunity to become a pastor, it is logical that this talent should be examined at the registration stage, and the best should be eliminated to improve the efficiency of training. Unfortunately, the priests of the Sindra Church, including Boris, a quasi-legendary priest, could not find a reliable way to detect a person's perception level, and the applicants themselves could not determine whether they had superhuman perception talents, resulting in the average perception level of the trainees participating in the training being similar to that of the general public - expressed in the game's data, "the average perception attribute is 10".