Chapter 610: It was obviously you who were too harsh, why should I take the blame?
The assessment was suspended because Makarov sprained his waist and would not be able to get out of . Naturally, the others had no intention of continuing the assessment.
At night, inside the tent, four judges, four supporters, and four candidates began a discussion about 'who should become this year's S-class wizard'.
"If you ask me, among the four teams left, Natsu beat Lucy, Gray lost to Brandish, I beat Urrutia, and Juvia and Gildarts didn't make it to the end, so this year's S-class title should belong to Natsu!"
Kira took the lead in expressing his opinion, supporting the candidate of his team, Natsu Dragneel.
"Wakakaka... You're right! I'm the only winner today! Of course I'll be S-rank!!"
There is actually nothing wrong with what he said. Judging from the number of wins, the team of Kira and Natsu is the strongest, but how could others agree so easily?
"I object!!"×6
Kira, Natsu: "..."
"Ahem... I propose a retest at the third level! Because Gray lost to a supporter, not a substitute!"
Urrutia was the first to stand up. She had just lost to Kira, but now she was still singing against Kira . I don’t know if she felt that she had Kira under control because she owed him money.
Gray's face turned slightly red, probably because he felt that he had lost after all, and now his behavior was somewhat unreasonable - even a pervert who could take off his clothes and run naked in the guild had a sense of shame!
Mavis expressed her understanding of Urrutia's statement: "Urrutia, you have a point. This is the candidate exam after all. It is not appropriate to ask for support for the fighters in the third round."
"Both of our team haven't made a move yet, how can you say we lost?! We won't give up our chance to advance! We must take the test again!"
Gildarts said seriously.
I have to say, his reason is quite sufficient.
"Actually, it's okay to give Juvia's place to Gray-sama..."
"Shut up first!"
Preshito also felt that what Gildarts said made sense. After all, she was one of the younger generations he had high hopes for. As a "second generation", he had no choice but to support her. So he pretended to think it over and said, "Well... Gildarts is right! It would be unfair to end it like this..."
Then, Brandish also changed his lazy attitude and participated in the meeting. "I also agree to re-evaluate. Our team eliminated a candidate, and his performance was much better than the other two. If they can re-take the exam, why can't we!"
As she spoke, she unconsciously straightened her chest, with an attitude of 'I am older, so I am right'.
"Eh?! But I've already lost...is this really okay?" Lucy, as a substitute, was very nervous.
“Shut up!”
The rest of the people present: "..."
No, are you ashamed? You are the least qualified person to ask for a re-examination, right?!
Although Brandish won, Lucy lost! And she lost to Natsu, the candidate, which is completely different from Gray losing to his supporter!
But when Makarov, Gildarts and the others looked at Brandish carefully, they suddenly felt that what Brandish said made sense! A great truth!
not to mention……
The two turned their gazes to Auguste again.
Augustus first smiled and nodded at Brandish, then turned to look at Makarov and said, "I think Brandish is right!"
Everyone: “…”
Is this what they call "no need to panic if one of the judges is taking the exam"? That's great! !
After listening to everyone's speeches, Makarov could only spread his hands helplessly, looking at Kira and Natsu and said: "This is the situation now. They all think that they should retake the exam! Natsu, Kira, I can't help you!"
President, can you act more realistically?
Killer and Natsu looked at each other, and as they looked into each other's eyes, they came to a tacit understanding: since we can't beat them, then join them!
"Very good!!"
"I've said from the beginning that the mechanism of today's assessment is not interesting at all. We might as well sit down and play cards. But you refused to listen, President! You had to play this dice-throwing game, and in the end you still have to be drawn out for a one-on-one duel?"
Makarov was stunned: "Huh?!"
Your reaction is wrong! Shouldn't you be angry, but unable to overcome the public opinion, and then I will step in to take charge and come up with a solution that everyone can accept? Why are you criticizing me now?
Besides, I spent half a minute to come up with that assessment model!
Just when Makarov was about to refute, Natsu suddenly had an idea and continued what Kira said: "That's right...Kira is right! Isn't it better to let everyone fight together, and the one standing last will win?"
Once these two took the lead, the others began to follow suit.
"Well... Sandaime's level is really poorly designed!"
“First generation?!!”
"When you faced me a year ago, you refused to admit your age, but now you have become like this..."
"No...what has this old man become?!"
"Hey! Mr. Makarov is about the same age as me, but he looks much older than me. I guess he is under a lot of pressure..."
"Ah, that's not wrong..."
"Yeah, yeah, the old man has simply been drained of his body by alcohol and sex, otherwise he wouldn't be so short and bald at this age."
"Nonsense! Gildarts, you are slandering me again! I am a decent man!!"
Serious people? No one would believe it!
Brandish couldn't help but sneer.
Makarov's face instantly turned red, visibly.
This sneer, which was half contemptuous and half sarcastic, made the guilty old man so ashamed that he stammered and was unable to speak.
"Okay, President."
Kira clapped his hands and said in a comforting tone, "We know you've been very attentive. After all, you've been designing different assessment rules every year for decades. This is really too difficult for you. We can understand if you occasionally design a not-so-good assessment rule!"
Makarov: "..."
"What's more, this time we have the rules of the first and second generations as a precedent, so it's only natural that you will be outdone..."
That’s enough! Stop talking! I’m not comforted at all!
So the assessment was not terminated because you guys didn't use enough force, but because I didn't design the rules well, right? You're all right, and I'm the only one who was wrong, right?
Tired, destroy it!
"My waist starts to hurt again..." Makarov said depressedly, then turned around, hid in the quilt and didn't move.
Good boy! How old are you and still throwing a tantrum?!
Everyone stared at each other, and the air was silent for a moment.
"Forget it, let's go out first..." Mavis said with a sigh.
Gildarts nodded: "Well, it's almost time for the old man to do that at this time."
"that??"
"Uh... nothing, first generation, you don't have to understand!" Under Auguste's murderous gaze, Gildarts couldn't help but shrink into his cloak.
As several people left one after another, the tent finally became quiet.
A few seconds later...
Makarov threw back the quilt and sat up straight, without any sign of having sprained his back.
He heaved a sigh of relief, and then he heard a faint voice from outside: "You still say that alcohol and sex have drained your body..."
The old man's face suddenly darkened: "These stinky brats!!"
Rage +1 +1...
…
The next day, the weather was fine and the weather was nice.
"In light of yesterday's incident, the judging panel, candidates, and supporters have unanimously decided to invalidate yesterday's assessment and retake the third round today."
"Eh?!"×N
"I thought I could go back today..."
"It's all because Kira collapsed the mountain yesterday that we had to stay an extra day!"
"Why blame me? It's because everyone has been using too much magic power in this area these past two days that the mountain structure has become unstable..."
"No! I think it's simply because the assessment rules designed by the president are not good!"
“That makes sense…”
At this moment, Lucy suddenly raised a white, smooth, well-maintained hand, looked at Makarov standing on the boulder and asked, "So how will the third level be tested? Will it be the same as yesterday? Or will there be new test rules?"
Makarov's expression flashed with sadness: "The third stage of the new S-level assessment is designed by August!"
“Ohhhh!!!”
"That old man who looks so powerful?! I heard that he has mastered a lot of magic and is a very knowledgeable person. The levels he designed must be very interesting, right?"
"Lord Augustus is the leader of the Twelve Shields, the most powerful man in the empire besides the Emperor! He will surely be able to design an interesting test!"
"I think he is better than your emperor..."
Makarov was stunned, staring at the group of kids below with wide eyes in disbelief, roaring in his heart: "No, what's wrong with you? Don't you see how miserable I look?! Doesn't anyone feel sorry for me being kicked out of the design assessment team?!"
“President!”
"I am here!!"
At this moment, Makarov's voice rose by eighty decibels.
I knew that someone would see my wisdom...
"If you stand on it again, you might hurt your back again!"
“…”
