The young pastor's too straightforward answer caused the originally lively scene to fall into an awkward silence.
But soon, a series of bursts of laughter broke out.
The young pastor blushed instantly and didn't care to listen to the next comments. He quickly ran out of the crowd as if running for his life and chose to abstain from voting.
After people had laughed enough, the second interviewer appeared on stage.
He looked tall and dark-skinned, and was dressed rather strangely. He wore jewelry made of various bones on his hands and feet, his face was smeared with thick paint, and he had a few bright feathers on his head.
This is actually a shaman?
As a special type of clergy, these shamans from the grasslands and deserts may not be common in other parts of the empire, but they can still be seen often in the Innocence City. This is due to the opening of the Innocence City.
With the religious atmosphere and complex personnel composition, as long as it is not a cult that endangers social security, you can always hang out.
But it is relatively rare for a shaman to dare to appear in public like this, which makes people wonder where his invitation letter came from.
The shaman briefly introduced himself in plain English, and then went to the small black room to draw questions.
The handicap about him was quickly opened, and the odds were extremely excessive. The final odds of the finalist were as high as 20 to 1...
But despite this, no one dared to bet on him. It is difficult for a non-mainstream profession like shaman to be recognized by mainstream society.
But Gallo was very interested in him. It was his first time meeting a shaman and he wanted to find out.
After waiting for another twenty minutes, the shaman came out with a tray and confidently placed the tray in front of the three judges.
Gallo quickly closed his eyes to feel the fluctuations on the jewelry. The smell it exuded was not something he was familiar with. It was very strange and very fresh.
With curiosity about new things, he forced himself to write down this fluctuation, and then ponder it again when he returned.
The three judges are worthy of being experts in this field, and they are also very familiar with the methods of shamanism. After looking at it for a while, the bishop from the Supreme True God Religion spoke:
"Shamanism may be a little unfamiliar to everyone, but their research on the blessing of objects is not bad at all. They are also experts in this field, so I hope everyone will not look at them with a prejudiced eye."
He did not rush to comment, but first gave some knowledge to the guests present.
This can't help but make other people whisper, because the style of the Supreme True God Religion in everyone's impression is that of a conservative type, which is difficult to accept and accommodate new things. In theory, it should be very hostile to pagans such as shamanism.
That's right.
But now he is uncharacteristically speaking good words for him, which makes people wonder if there is some dirty deal behind this...
The bishop didn't mind what others thought and began his formal comments:
"The blessings of the other two items are only average choices, but the third question really made my eyes shine..."
"This question is about blessing a ring purchased by a middle-aged gentleman, and you chose...bloodthirsty?"
"Although it is a weakened version, after being stimulated, it can improve the customer's durability and impact in a short period of time, making him more excited and aggressive without losing his mind..."
"Thinking about it carefully, it's really good, just right, and very consistent with customer needs. Even I am a little interested..."
When the other slightly older guests heard what he said, they felt a little strange at first, but after carefully chewing on the words, they all showed sexy smiles, and even more humanely asked if the jewelry could be sold on the spot.
Even the female guests around them smiled knowingly and showed expectant expressions.
Young female guests like Undine looked shy and quickly lowered their heads. Only the young bishop Misseran was still sitting upright without any change.
Gallo watched from the sidelines and couldn't figure out why these people were interested in something like bloodthirsty, which sounded so barbaric, and it was a weakened version.
But it does look very popular...
After I go back, I will study this bloodthirsty technique and see if I can learn it.
This is a weakened version. When the time comes, I will make an enhanced version. It will definitely be more popular, right?
He thought to himself secretly.
Soon, several judges finished reviewing the shaman's questions and began to score. Bishop Miseran still didn't speak, but just nodded, probably wanting to express the opinion of "okay" and "not bad"?
In the end, he received an evaluation of seven points, which is already a pretty good score. It seems that the non-mainstream profession of shaman is indeed very knowledgeable and accomplished in item blessing.
This made everyone regret it. They had known that they should have tried betting on him...
The shaman was also very satisfied with his performance, and actually said something in tribal dialect that others could not understand:
"Thank you ancestors for your protection!"
After the shaman, two more priests with ordinary styles came on stage, but their performance was mediocre and there was nothing worth mentioning. In the end, they only received a passing score of five points.
This is basically equivalent to being eliminated...
The fifth interviewer to appear was Gallo.
He was eating and thinking wildly in his mind. When he heard the servant calling his name, he quickly put down the plate on hand, wiped his mouth, walked in front of everyone, first bowed to everyone humbly, and then introduced himself:
"Hello everyone, I am Pastor Gallo who has been practicing for two and a half years. I come from the Miya sect. I like my goddess, reading books and little cats."
Because it was a bit sudden, he didn't have time to think carefully about what he said to introduce himself, so he said it casually.
After saying that, he quickly walked towards the small dark room to avoid embarrassment.
Undine, who was watching him silently, couldn't help but sigh softly and shook her head.
After Gallo finished drawing the questions and walked into the small dark room, the handicap about him was quickly announced.
The odds of being the finalist are as high as 30 to 1, which is simply bullying.
But even so, no one placed a bet...
What kind of pheasant sect is the Miya sect? Has anyone heard of it?
Where did such a person get an invitation letter? Who would give him an invitation letter so shamelessly? It must not have been stolen, right?
If this kid can be shortlisted, I will eat the whole table!
This was what most of the guests had in mind, but due to their demeanor, they did not express it directly.
In the end, only Undine gave up and bet 10 silver coins.
Since you asked him to come, just support him to the end...