My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1060

The sudden change of circumstances caused the faces of both Hebor and Dalton to darken.

Hebor had said all that, just because he wanted to find reasons to place Flynn last. If he had not done so, even if Dalton had won the fight and Flynn was placed second, Flynn had already won the first place in the first round. According to the rules of the point system, the first round carried the most points. So that way, Flynn would still take the first place after adding up the points accumulated from the first two rounds.

In the third round of the selection, everyone's points would be about the same. If that happened, the position of the European bishop would still be given to Morvyn.

After Henry's proposal had been approved by the bishops, Henry winked at Morvyn and asked, "Bishop Morvyn, shall we now announce the results of the second round?"

He looked at the other bishops. The other bishops had no objections, except for Hebor, who now had nothing more to say. Since he had said that the second round was judged based on their leadership qualities, Dalton's performance earlier had been a total failure. Not only did an outsider infiltrate his team, even his own followers fled at crucial moments.

"Alright. Seeing that none of you have any objections, I shall announce the results of the second round..."

Morvyn's voice boomed. He announced the results of the second round clearly for all to hear.

In this round, Flynn was placed first, Robine came second, Kipp and Kodie's disciples were third and fourth respectively, Renier's disciple was fifth, and Dalton was placed last.

According to the current score, Morvyn would continue his reign as the European Bishop, while Mercator would continue to occupy North America. Due to the fact that the other four bishops' points were very close, it was still too early to say.

"Due to the huge consumption of energy in the second round, the third round will be scheduled at 10 a.m. tomorrow morning."

With a wave of his hand, the ten-meter-high arena slowly descended. When it finally descended to the ground, the audience could see that the arena was already full of holes, traces of an intense battle were visible to the eye.

"Lord Dalton, I..." Wyck walked over to Dalton.

"So your life is that valuable, huh?" Dalton shot a cold look at Wyck, his expression extremely unfriendly.

Wyck was taken aback by that question. He waved his hands frantically and said, "Lord Dalton, it was because..."

"Enough!" Dalton roared. "Fleeing at the crucial moment? You really are a good follower!"

As Dalton spoke, he walked up to Wyck and reached out his hand to choke Wyck by the throat.

Although Wyck had a similar level of strength to Dalton, he dared not to resist him at all. "Lord... Lord Dalton, please spare me."

"Spare you?" A curious look appeared in Dalton's eyes. "Tell me, why should I?"

"Because I... I... I'm your dog, your most loyal dog." Wyck struggled to force a smile on his face.

"A dog?" Dalton suddenly loosened his grip on Wyck's throat. "Hahaha! You're right, you're a dog, a good dog. If that's the case, there's something I need you to help me with."

Wyck quickly got on his knees and said, "My Lord, I await your order."

Dalton squatted down slowly and placed his mouth close to Wyck's ear. He reached out to point at Flynn's position and said, "I don't want to see him in the selection tomorrow. Go and kill him tonight."

"Yes, my lord. Don't you worry about him!"

The selection ended for the day, the crowds that gathered in the square dispersed gradually.

Henry nodded. "Rest assured, Bishop Hebor. I won't let you down."

"Great." Hebor gave him a thumbs-up. "Then I look forward to seeing what you can do."

After Hebor finished, he quickened his pace and proceeded ahead with great strides, taking Dalton along with him.

When they had gotten in front of Henry, Dalton suddenly spun his head around and glared at Henry viciously, making a gesture of slitting his throat at the same time.

Henry responded with a wide grin.

Dalton snorted coldly, turned around, and then followed behind Hebor, walking into the church with long strides.

"You'd better not run all around the place again today, Henry." Mercator patted Henry on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, Bishop Mercator. I know what I'm doing."

Flynn had won the first place in both rounds of the selection that day, yet he his consumption of energy was the least among all the candidates. While the other candidates were busy tending to their wounds, Flynn had already found a restaurant and was enjoying a feast.

Although many found Flynn's performance that day shameful, even more were impressed, including what he had done before he entering the arena, made many who looked down on him change their views of him.

"I'm very satisfied with how Robbin has changed." Bishop Morvyn said to Henry.