The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

Just a moment ago, Merlin, on a whim, glanced over the examination paper and only looked at the last one or two major questions before falling silent.

His mouth twitched slightly,

With his God of Law’s Pure White Eyes, he discerned that all these pieces of knowledge originated from the Otherworld,

They were all questions unearthed from some obscure corner of the Nether World, the principles and knowledge were correct, but the students had never been taught any of it—purely questions beyond the syllabus.

As a God of Law, Merlin could certainly deduce the correct answers instantly, but those saints in the examination halls just couldn’t manage it.

And who the hell designed the format of this paper, awkwardly splitting the answer and reading sections across two pages, causing everyone to constantly flip pages back and forth while answering and referring to questions,

Such a cruel design philosophy, it’s enough to land one on the torture rack of the Heretical Tribunal, to be flogged with a salty whip for three days and nights straight—it must be the work of the most sinister Esoteric Sect Followers.

Merlin’s mood was quite turbulent,

Maybe no one will pass the exam this time! @@novelbin@@

If that’s the case, his grand plan of recruiting apprentice mules to do the work would fail. And the holiday he had finally gotten his hands on would inevitably be cut short, as a portion of it would have to be spent dealing with the Bishop’s routine paperwork and the Magic Association’s agendas. If there were any slip-ups, he wouldn’t even have an assistant to take the fall for him.

This was clearly an attempt on Merlin’s life, and the thought of it filled him with indignation, making him want to summon those responsible for setting the questions and hold them accountable. Experience tales with NovelBin.Côm

All the exam questions were set by the research experts of the Magic Association, and being the vice-president, Merlin had the authority to hold anyone accountable!

Merlin scanned the few saints present, and everyone exchanged bewildered glances.

Wait, boss... didn’t you personally set these questions?

Wasn’t it agreed that you would take sole responsibility for this?

With sympathy in their hearts, everyone who was savvy understood the subtext of Merlin’s words. They all knew full well that old Merlin was pretending to be confused, trying to find a scapegoat to take the fall for the president of the council.

The few experts from the Magic Association had been taking the fall for the president since their days as assistants, never expecting that even after they had climbed their way up to high-tier Priests or beyond, they’d still have to carry the old man’s burden.

"Your Excellency Merlin..." a saint began tremblingly, mustering his courage, "This... these questions were actually set by you personally..."

He flipped the examination paper to the first page; Merlin had only looked at the last major questions, so he overlooked the information about the setter on the front page,

It was clearly written ’Merlin Andre’.

"...Since when did I set these questions?" Merlin said with lines of confusion on his face, who would dare make the leader take the fall for them?

That’s some gall.

"Three days... three days ago," the saint stammered, "When we came to Heaven to have you review it, you modified it personally."

Three days... three days ago.

Merlin’s eyebrows twitched slightly, and he suddenly realized what had happened three days ago. That was the day he had skipped work to go on a date with the rebellious Bishop Rada, leaving An Su, the young upstart, to cover for him at work.

So it was this kid who set the questions?

But if he were to deny that the questions were set by An Su under his name, then his absence from work would be exposed,

And the consequences of deserting his post in Heaven were far more severe than setting an abstract exam.

He might even end up being locked away for seven or eight years.

Moreover, if his date with a man were to be leaked, it would be an earth-shattering scandal that would ruin his reputation forever!

Clenching his teeth, Merlin realized this was a blatant scheme by young An Su, which he could not refuse no matter what!

That young upstart...

Merlin shook his head helplessly; it was the first time he encountered an upstart whose cunning and audacity matched, or even slightly surpassed, his own in his youth. His frustration reached a peak, but then his mind gradually calmed down.

Merlin was usually the one making others take the fall for him, and now that it was his turn, there was no point in complaining.

Merlin was almost amused by the cheekiness of the youngster,

With such audacity for mischief, he might indeed take the kid as his heir. Once the brat becomes a Demigod and can guard the gates of Heaven, he could take extended vacations indefinitely, just like his own master did.

The rumors spreading outside about ’battling the heir to the Imperial Princess’ were actually spread by Merlin himself, just to amuse himself by making An Su suffer at Cersei’s hands. But now, Merlin seriously started to contemplate the feasibility of this matter.

Yet what truly made Merlin change his mind was the exam paper prepared by An Su.

The knowledge contained within it was not something an ordinary saint could craft, and maybe, just maybe, the kid had some connections with Heaven...

"Your Excellency Merlin, have you decided?" Seeing Merlin’s expression soften and his gaze clear, one saint felt hopeful for salvation and quickly asked.

"I’ve made up my mind." Merlin said with a smile, "Draw straws among yourselves to take the fall for me."

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