Li Changqing drank a glass of red wine handed over by Dewey and smiled. The two chatted for a while. Dewey stood up: "Mr. Edward, I have to go back and rest, and I hope the assessment will go smoothly tomorrow."

After saying that, Dewey picked up two wine glasses and red wine and left the room.

After walking out, Dewey's smile disappeared. He snorted coldly and glanced at the camera in the corridor.

The camera has turned off at this moment, and no one knows that it was the poisoned wine he came to drink for Edward.

Dewey left quickly, Li Changqing washed up briefly and prepared to go to bed to rest.

Suddenly, a severe pain came faintly in his abdomen, and the pain continued to intensify, which soon made cold sweat appear on Li Changqing's forehead.

“What’s the situation?”

hiss.

"The wine I just now had a problem? It's poisonous."

Li Changqing's pupils shrank slightly, and a burst of cramps came from his abdomen. At this time, the corpse gas in his body rolled away, suppressing the toxicity.

Li Changqing sat on the soft sofa chair, his pale face gradually slowing down at this time.

Fortunately, he has a zombie constitution, so he can resist the poison. If he is really just an ordinary person, he may have died tragically.

"Dewey."

This is the manor of the Cross Church. Dewey dares to poison himself here, probably not just him.

If Dewey is just an ordinary candidate, how dare he take action in such a place?

In other words, this is probably also signaled by the nobles behind Dewey?

Worrying that you are taking away the Archbishop's position?

Li Changqing's face was gloomy. Although he was not a villain who would retaliate against him, he was not a person who could be bullied.

"I want the position of Archbishop?" Li Changqing clenched his fists secretly.

...

The next morning, Dewey was walking on the lawn of the manor. He looked at the window where Li Changqing lived from time to time. Why hasn't his death been heard yet?

Has no one entered his room yet?

It's still early now, and when the servants in the manor deliver breakfast later, his body should be found.

Yesterday, when the people in his secret heard that Edward had communicated with God while purging himself, he became anxious and secretly brought poison to himself.

It is said that if you drink that bottle of poison, the poison will corrode all organs in the body. Ordinary people will never have the possibility of survival if they drink it.

He also saw Edward drinking poison last night.

"Mr. Dewey, it's early."

Suddenly, a person came towards him.

"Ai, Edward."

When Dewey saw Li Changqing coming towards him, he was stunned for a while. What's going on?

How could Edward suddenly appear here?

He is not dead?

I saw him drinking red wine with my own eyes, unless he took the medicine in advance like me.

But this is absolutely impossible.

Edward's face was filled with shock and disbelief.

Li Changqing walked to Dewey with a smile: "Mr. Dewey, your face is not very good-looking? Could it be that the red wine I drank last night's body damage?"

"Ah, no, no."

Dewey asked cautiously: "Did Mr. Edward feel uncomfortable yesterday?"

"Discomfortable? No, thanks to Mr. Dewey's red wine, I slept very sweetly yesterday."

Li Changqing smiled and said, "I will prepare a bottle of red wine for Mr. Dewey when I look back. Our Suzaku Federation pays attention to a kind of courtesy exchange."

“No need, no need.”

"It's still necessary."

At this time, Bishop Dillavi also happened to pass by: "Edward, do you know Dewey?"

"I met yesterday, and I was a good friend." Li Changqing said with a smile.

Dilavi waved and called Li Changqing aside: "The second round is to evaluate a person's understanding of God, and then send it to the Archbishop. This is very important. You should think it clearly in advance."

Writing comprehension?

Similar to an essay?

Dilavi said slowly, "After breakfast is over, you will start."

Dilavi seemed to be taking a walk, but in fact he told Li Changqing about the content of the second round of assessment in advance, so that he could make preparations in advance.

After having breakfast in the manor, the remaining twenty or so candidates each received a pen and paper.

Bishop Casar said slowly: "Please write your understanding of God."

During this period, someone asked: "Biography of Bishop Casar, God's understanding? This is too broad, how should I write it?"

"This is what you do at will. Write as you want."

...

Casar then took them into a conference room.

So people sit down and are quite far apart and cannot see what others have written.

Li Changqing held a pen, looked at the paper, smiled, and then started writing in a daze.

As for composition, how difficult can it be?

The others are not as relaxed as Li Changqing.

For example, Dewey knew that what they wrote was for the Archbishop, and to some extent, it was related to their impression of the Archbishop.

Not only should the content be thought out in a very exquisite way, but the handwriting should be beautiful.

Dewey sorted out his thoughts and deduced the logic in his heart, and then he slowly started writing: "God is supreme. God gave people food and grain, taught people life, and gave people everything..."

Casar also walked back and forth between the people, watching what they wrote.

The content was basically the same, but when he came behind Dewey, he couldn't help but nodded slightly when he saw the content.

Dewey's content, from his heart, sighed at the greatness of God, was written very gorgeously, and the Archbishop should like this understanding very much.

Seeing Casar nodding slightly, Dewey was even more happy and wrote harder.

At this time.

"It's done!"

Li Changqing stood up, and after writing the signature with a smile, he handed it to Casar.

"So fast? Don't think about it anymore?" Casar took the paper.

"Since it is writing about the understanding of God, it is of course moved by the heart." Li Changqing said.

After saying that, Li Changqing even thought to himself that if this article was handed over to the Archbishop, his qualifications as candidates would finally be cancelled.

Thinking of this, he felt happy and left the conference room.

At this time, Casar looked at the article that Li Changqing handed him to him. When he saw the first sentence, his pupils shrank slightly, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

"Great rebellion!" Casar's heart was shocked, his pupils shrank, and he hurriedly found Dilavi: "This is what Edward wrote, please take a look."

"What's wrong? Bishop Casar, what wonderful understanding makes you tremble all over your body."

Dilavi was also looking forward to it. After taking the paper, his face was stunned when he saw what he had written.

"This, this, this."

"Is this really written by him?"

The first sentence alone is a traitor.

"God is just a tool man who controls fools..."
Chapter completed!