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"Ms. Dina Zedai, you were guided by the Little Auspicious Grass King when you were young. This is the revelation from God."
After hearing this, Dina Zedai completely believed everything he said. She had lost hope and wanted to die because of illness in her childhood. But in her dream, it was the little auspicious grass king who encouraged her not to give up and that everything in the world was beautiful.
It was the encouragement from the little auspicious grass king that made her regain confidence in life and she has lived to this day.
"Lord Messenger Oppenheimer, I am willing to give everything for the little King of Auspicious Grass." Dina Zedai's voice was clear and firm, and every word was as sonorous and powerful as an oath.
Dixia clenched her fist unconsciously. She felt more and more that Oppenheimer was a liar. Dina Zedai had dreamed of the Little King of Auspicious Grass when she was young. Many people had heard about it before. It was not a secret. If this guy could not really cure the magic scale disease, she would immediately grab him by the collar and torture him to question his purpose.
Ueno Chiki placed his hand on his heart, lowered his head slightly, and said solemnly and devoutly: "Little Lucky Grass King Buyer will always protect you, plant ~door~"
Dina Zedai was a little confused when she heard this, "Master Oppenheimer, may I ask what the seed gate means?"
Ueno Chiki immediately answered her doubts, "Ms. Dina Zedai, you are already a messenger of God, so you don't have to address me so politely. "Zhong" means seed, which means hope, and "men" means the language above the sky, which means sincerity. "Zhongmen" means sincere hope, expressing the loyal belief in Lord Buyer."
Dina Zedai suddenly realized and immediately shouted, "My Lord, the Little King of the Lucky Grass, Master Buyer, plant ~ the gate ~"
The people around him also shouted in unison, "My Lord, Little Auspicious Grass King Buyer, plant ~ the gate ~"
In this country of wisdom, the scene was like a cult meeting.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
The originally harmonious atmosphere was rudely interrupted. A stern-faced commander, accompanied by four tall mercenaries, rudely pushed aside the crowd.
They were like a cold gale, sweeping with majesty and disdain, and walked all the way to Ueno Chiki.
After Dina Zedai saw these people, a strong sense of uneasiness and worry quickly spread in her heart, and she felt inexplicably panicked.
The officer's eyes revealed obvious disgust. He raised his head with a tense face and asked in a high-handed and pointed manner, "Are you the Oppenheimer?"
However, facing the rebuke of the commander-in-chief, Ueno Chiki did not show the slightest displeasure. He nodded slightly and replied calmly and gently: "Commander-in-chief, I am Oppenheimer from the Seventh School." His eyes revealed a deep wisdom, as if he saw through the emptiness and ignorance behind the commander-in-chief's arrogance.
His calmness made the worried Dina Zedai feel much more at ease.
At the same time, her admiration for him surged into her heart.
However, Ueno Chiki's attitude angered the ordinance officer even more. He felt like a clown compared to him. "I am Sadako, the ordinance officer of the Ordinance Court. Do you know that you have violated the ordinance court's ban?"
Ueno Chiki asked calmly, "Excuse me, which prohibition did I violate?"
Sadak snorted coldly, "Without the permission of the Order, no one is allowed to study or treat Demon Scale Disease."
"Sadat Fatwa, although I am not a scholar of the Fatwa Council, I still know something about it. Among the 3,713 prohibitions issued by the Fatwa Council, this one is not included."
Ueno Chiki stood in the wind, his figure as straight as a pine tree. This confident and calm demeanor made the people around him admire him even more.
Sadat was a little dumbfounded. During the 500 years of its rule, the Fatwa House had formulated and issued seven or eight bans every year, accumulating a total of three to four thousand bans up to now. However, almost no one could clearly remember the number of bans, let alone the contents of them.
Instantly, he realized that he had met a tough opponent today, but his desire for the knowledge of curing demonic scale disease overcame everything. As long as he could obtain this knowledge, keep it for himself, and publish it, he would become the greatest scholar in the history of Xumi.
"Oppenheimer, this is an internal ban of the House of the Decrees, so it has not been made public. Come with us now. Mercenaries, capture him!" Sadat decided to cut the Gordian knot and not give him a chance to speak again.
As soon as he finished speaking, the four mercenaries behind him approached Ueno Chiki aggressively.
Dishiya crossed her arms across her chest, ready to watch the show, but her arms were shaken by Dina Zedai, "Dishiya, please."
Looking at Dina Zedai’s pleading face, her heart softened, “Okay, I’ll do it.”
At this moment, she sensed violent fluctuations of thunder elements in the air around her.
"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!" Four long lightning whips suddenly appeared and attacked the four mercenaries like long dragons.
Although these four mercenaries have practiced martial arts for many years, their fighting strength is only slightly stronger than that of ordinary people. Faced with the elemental combat skills of the holder of the Eye of God, they are completely unable to cope with it. In an instant, they all fell to the ground, twitching continuously.
Dixia was a little stunned. Shouldn't the Great Mercy Tree King's messenger possess the Grass God's Heart? Why was he using the Thunder God's Eye?
Sadat looked at this scene in horror and shouted: "How dare you resist the House of Fatwas? You are courting death! What do you want to do? Don't come near me, think about the consequences..."
Ueno Chiki ignored his warning and walked towards him step by step firmly. When he was in front of him, he stretched out his hand and gently patted his panicked face: "Alas, I gave you a chance, but you are useless, useless!"
Then he kicked him to the ground.
"I will go to the Ordinance House!"
Chapter 119 Debate before the House of Magisterium
The Temple of the Lord is located in the center of the prosperous city of Xumi, surrounded by an ancient towering sacred tree. This sacred tree has witnessed the long history of Xumi City, and its vicissitudes of life and lush branches and leaves seem to be telling ancient legends and wisdom.
The architectural style of the Ordinance House is elegant and solemn, and every stone and every carving reveals a profound cultural heritage. The tall arches, exquisite murals, and ancient sculptures standing in the courtyard all make people feel the solemnity and sacredness of academics.
As the breeze blows, the leaves of the holy tree sway gently, contrasting with the ancient buildings of the Ordinariate, forming a beautiful picture.
The great sage Azar walked quickly through the corridor and came to the gate of the House of the Decrees. Behind him were a large group of scholars and decrees following him.
When Hazard saw the scene in the square in front of the gate, he couldn't help but frown.
In the square, a young scholar stood in front of the crowd, and behind him stood the common people of Xumi who followed him.
He wore an emerald green robe with emblems of leaves and four-leaf clovers printed on it. These emblems seemed to shimmer slightly under the light, adding a touch of mystery to the robe.
This made him look more like a graceful priest than a bachelor.
The great sage was very unhappy with such attire. As a rational scholar, he hated the worship of gods deep in his heart. In Azar's view, gods only possessed a little more knowledge than humans and were not unsurpassable existences.
"Are you Oppenheimer, the scholar who calls himself the Seventh School?" he asked condescendingly.
"Yes." Ueno Chiki nodded and replied in a flat tone.
"How dare you, you bold lunatic, be disrespectful to the great sage Lord Azar!" A middle-aged scholar standing behind Azar immediately scolded.
However, facing such a scolding, Ueno Chiki was not moved at all. He stood there quietly, smiling, with a look of contempt in his eyes.
He glanced at the middle-aged scholar, and then said coldly: "Among the 3,713 prohibitions of the House of Decrees, I have not found any etiquette regulations for the Great Sage. I wonder if this is your personal creation, or an unknown rule within the House of Decrees, or a means of flattery?"
Ueno Chiki's words were like a sharp sword, pointing directly at the middle-aged scholar's soft spot. Although his tone was light, every word hit the middle-aged scholar's heart like a heavy hammer.
There was an uproar in the square, people were talking about it, the middle-aged scholar's face turned from red to white, and he was extremely embarrassed for a moment. All the prohibitions and regulations of the Decree House had nothing to do with the etiquette of meeting the great sage. People respected the great sage, but they were more in awe of the power in his hands.
"Sazir, you step aside first." Hazard's voice was low, clearly revealing his dissatisfaction.
Sazier stood there, not daring to look Hazard in the eye, let alone face the gazes of the crowd. He was originally trying to flatter Hazard, but he didn't expect to be refuted by Ueno Chiki and was speechless, and he lost face in front of everyone. He lowered his head, turned around quickly and fled the scene.
After this little episode, Hazard felt how difficult Ueno Chiki was. Even he was not clear about how many bans and provisions the Council of Religious Orders had.
"Oppenheimer, how do you prove that you are a scholar of the Seventh School?" Azar asked coldly.
"Knowledge, use knowledge to prove my identity." Ueno Chiki smiled slightly, his tone firm and steady.
"Well, let's prove it with a debate. If you win the debate, the House of Lords will recognize your identity. If you lose, you will be exiled to Daochenglin." Azar's eyes were as cold as ice.
Ueno Chiki nodded, "I agree."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his clothes being gently pulled from behind. He turned his head in surprise and found that it was Dina Zedai standing behind him, looking at him with a worried look on her face.
Ueno Chiki reached out and gently held Dina Zedai's slender hand, scratching her soft palm, as if to comfort her and give her confidence.
Then he whispered, "Don't worry, I will definitely win." Although his voice was not loud, it was full of firmness and confidence.
Dina Zedai's pretty face instantly turned red, like a peach blossom in full bloom in March.
Dixia, who was standing aside, turned pale. The thing she least wanted happened.
The great sage also saw this scene, and his anger rose rapidly. This guy still had the leisure to talk about love at this moment.
He said sternly with an unhappy tone: "The rules of the debate are that each side will ask three questions, and whoever has more correct answers will win. My side sent Saidafi, a scholar of our Mingzhi theory..."
He hadn't finished yet, and the students from the teaching academy who were watching couldn't help but talk about it.
"Great Sage, this is a bit too much. Saidafi is the most knowledgeable scholar in the Order."
"Yes, it is said that he is also a candidate for the next sage."
"Sadafi is almost fifty years old, and Oppenheimer is only about twenty years old. This is a bit..."
Hazard frowned, very dissatisfied with these voices. He also knew that sending Saidafi was a little unfair, but now was the critical moment of his plan and he had to eliminate all unexpected factors.
He ignored these voices and continued, "This will be judged by me, and I swear to judge the speeches of both sides with the most intelligent and fair eyes..."
"Hazard, f**k you, do you have any shame? The players are from your academy and you are the referee. I have never seen such a shameless person."
A rude and loud voice interrupted Azar's words. The owner of the voice was the sage Nafis. He walked briskly and came between Azar and Ueno Chiki.
Veins popped out of Azar's forehead, and he wished he could cut this old man into pieces. Although he was a great sage of the House of Wisdom, he had to give in to Nafis, not only because Nafis was a sage of the School of Life, but also because he was old and had a high prestige. Many scholars in the House of Wisdom were his students.
"Nafis, what do you want?" he asked angrily.
"Hazard, why are you so angry with an old man who is about to die?" Nafis glared at him. "I will be the referee of this debate. Do you accept it, you little bastard?"
Hazard was so angry that he was about to smoke, but when he thought of his plan, he suppressed his anger and kept telling himself that the overall situation was more important.
"Okay, I'll let you be the referee."
Hazard believes that Safafi will definitely win this Oppenheimer.
Chapter 120 Who am I?
Saidafi is a scholar in his 50s, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, and his face is covered with wrinkles. At this moment, his brows were furrowed, and his dissatisfaction was evident in his words.
Now is the critical moment for the implementation of the plan, and he can't understand why the great sage Azar would suddenly ask him to participate in an inexplicable debate.
What made him even more unhappy was that his opponent in this debate was a young boy who was only about twenty years old.
Although he was dissatisfied with Azar's order, he still stood here and said to Nafis impatiently: "Sage Nafis, please announce the start quickly. I still have an important experiment to do."
He never looked at Ueno Chiki seriously from beginning to end, and he was not even interested in knowing his opponent's name.
Nafis's attitude towards him was much better than that towards Azar, and he also appreciated this attitude of cherishing time to do academic work. "Then let's get started directly. According to the rules, the party that initiated the debate will ask questions first." He turned to look at Ueno Chiki, "You ask questions first."
Ueno Chiki nodded to him and stood up straight, her emerald green robe fluttering gently in the wind, casual and natural, with unique style. Many onlookers were impressed by her style, especially Dina Zedai, whose bright eyes were already shining with stars.
Elhaisen was also in the crowd. He was also very interested in the sudden appearance of the scholar from the Seventh School. He had a strange premonition that the appearance of this scholar at this time might be related to the hidden plan of the House of the Decrees.
Ueno Chiki did not let Saidafi wait too long and directly asked his first question. Then when he said it, Saidafi was stunned.
Ueno Chiki's question was not very difficult, on the contrary it was extremely simple. He asked, "Who am I?"
As the referee, Nafis frowned and thought about the profound meaning of this question. The answer to the question was by no means that simple.
Hazard was also confused and didn't understand the deeper meaning.
After a long while, Saidafi still hadn’t figured it out, so he simply replied, “I’m Saidafi.”
Ueno Chiki shook his head calmly, "Sadafi is just a code name. I can be called Saidafi, and you can be called Saidafi, but after removing this code name, who am I?"