I Am A Priest In The Otherworld

The young pastor's overly straightforward answer caused the original lively scene to fall into awkward silence.

But soon, a series of roars of laughter broke out.

The young priest blushed in an instant, and he didn't even bother to listen to the next comments. He rushed out of the crowd like an escape, and chose to abstain.

After people laughed enough, the second interviewer appeared on stage.

He looked tall, dark-skinned, and dressed quite strangely. He wore jewelry made of various bones on his hands and feet, his face was painted with thick oil paint, and a few bright feathers stuck on his head.

This is actually a shaman?

As a special priest, these shamans from the grasslands and deserts may not be common in other parts of the empire, but in the City of Innocence, they can still be seen often, thanks to the opening of the City of Innocence The religious atmosphere and the complicated composition of the people can always be mixed as long as it is not a cult that endangers social security.

But a shaman who dared to show up in public like this is still relatively rare, and one can't help but wonder where his invitation letter came from.

The shaman briefly introduced himself in a rounded lingua franca, and then went to the small black room to draw a question.

The handicap for him was also quickly opened. The odds were very excessive, and the finalist odds were as high as 1 to 20...

But that's the case, and no one dared to bet on him. Shaman, a non-mainstream profession, is hard to get recognized by the mainstream society.

But Gallo was very interested in him. It was the first time he met a shaman and wanted to find out.

After waiting for another twenty minutes, the shaman came out with the tray, and placed the tray in front of the three judges quite confidently.

Gallo quickly closed his eyes to sense the fluctuations on the jewelry. The smell on the jewelry was not familiar to him, it was very strange and very fresh.

With curiosity about new things, he forcibly wrote down this wave of fluctuations, and then pondered after he went back.

The three judges are also experts in this area, and they are also very familiar with the methods of shamanism. After a little closer inspection, the bishop from the Highest Protestant Church said:

"Shamanism may be a bit unfamiliar to everyone, but their research and accomplishments in item blessing are not bad at all. They are also experts in this field, so I hope you don't look at them with prejudice."

He did not rush to comment, but first gave the guests some popular science.

This can't help but make others whisper, because the style of the Supreme True Gods in the impression of everyone is that kind of conservative style, it is difficult to accept and accommodate new things, and theoretically should be very hostile to pagans like Shamanism. That's right.

But right now, he was uncharacteristically saying good things for him, and people have to wonder if there is any dirty deal behind this...

The bishop didn't mind other people's ideas, so he started his formal comment:

"The other two blessings are just a satisfactory choice, but this third question makes me shine..."

"This question is for a ring blessing bought by a middle-aged gentleman, and what you chose is...Bloodthirsty?"

"Although it is a weakened version, after being stimulated, it can improve the customer's endurance and impact in a short time, making him more excited and aggressive, without losing his mind..."

"Think about it, it's really good, just right, and it fits the customer's needs very well, even I am a little interested..."

Other guests who were a little older heard him say this, and felt a little strange at first, but after chewing the words carefully, they showed sexual smiles, and even more humanely asked on the spot whether the jewelry could be sold.

Even the female guests around them all smiled knowingly, showing expressions of expectation.

And young female guests like Wendini showed a shy expression, and quickly lowered their heads, only the girl Bishop Miseran was still sitting in jeopardy, without any change.

Gallo watched his words and expressions on the sidelines, wondering why these people would be interested in bloodthirsty, something that sounds savage, and it was a weakened version.

But it does seem to be very popular...

After I go back, I will study this bloodthirsty technique carefully and see if I can learn it.

He is a weakened version. I will get an enhanced version. It will definitely be more popular, right?

He thought to himself secretly.

Soon, several judges finished commenting on the shaman's topic and began to rate it. Bishop Misselan still didn't speak, but just nodded, probably because he wanted to express his opinion of "okay" or "make do"?

In the end, he got a seven-point evaluation, which is already a pretty good score. It seems that the shaman, a non-mainstream profession, is indeed very knowledgeable in item blessing and is quite accomplished.

This made everyone regretful, they knew they should bet on him...

And this shaman was also very satisfied with his performance, and actually said in a tribal dialect that others could not understand:

"Thanks to the ancestor's shelter!"

After the shaman, two more ordinary priests came on stage, but their performance was mediocre, and there was nothing to say about them, and in the end they got a five-point pass.

This is basically equivalent to being eliminated...

And the fifth interviewer to appear is Gallo.

He was eating while thinking about it. After hearing the servant call his name, he quickly put down the dinner plate, wiped his mouth, and walked in front of everyone, first saluting everyone humbly, and then introducing himself:

"Hello everyone, I am the pastor Gallo who has practiced for two and a half years. I come from the Miya sect. I like my goddess, reading books and small milk cats."

Because it was a little sudden, he didn't have time to carefully consider the introduction of himself, so he said casually.

After all, he quickly walked to the small black room to avoid embarrassment.

Wendini, who was watching him silently, sighed softly and shook his head.

After Gallo got the question and walked into the small black room, the handicap about him was quickly hung up.

In the end, the odds are as high as 1 to 30, which is a bully.

But it is so, no one bet...

What pheasant sect is Miya sect? Has anyone heard of it?

Where did this kind of person get the invitation letter? Who would give him an invitation letter so ignorant? Didn’t you steal it?

If this kid can be shortlisted, I will eat the table!

This is the thought of most guests, but because of demeanor, they did not say it directly.

In the end, only Wendini dropped 10 silver coins as if he was abandoning himself.

Since I asked him to come, just support it to the end...

She thought to herself in her heart.