But the next second, he forcibly held it back under Hector's murderous gaze, his face turning red and white.
Professor Boris from the Holy Power School rely closed his eyes, shook his head helplessly, and let out a long sigh in his heart.
Scandal!
This was a blatant, the largest enrollnt scandal in nearly a hundred years in the Academic State!
Hector's face turned from red to white, and finally beca ashen.
No matter how unworldly he was, he instantly understood what had happened—soone replaced that genius's test paper with an idiot's answer sheet, and perford a shocking deception right under his nose, playing everyone present—
This shaful mortal, how dare he deceive the noble !
Especially just before the exam started, he arrogantly said—"Protecting one's achievents from being plagiarized is also part of the assessnt."
Now, this sentence was like a boorang, hitting him in the chest.
This was simply a loud slap in the face, in front of all his colleagues!
"Bang!"
Hector suddenly stood up, powerful magic power emanating from him, the strength of the Upper Extraordinary made the entire reception tent buzz!
He bellowed thunderously to all the assistants and apprentices outside the tent.
"Investigate for !"
"I want a thorough investigation!!!"
...
"Ah, the cage of knowledge cannot imprison my soul longing for freedom—"
On the mountain road to Dragon Watch City, a steady and comfortable carriage was swaying along.
Inside the carriage, a young "poet" sat opposite Luo Yan, reciting his proud work in a rhythmic tone.
This poet was none other than the "Divine Dragon appears briefly and disappears" legendary perfect scoring apprentice in the examination hall—Marko Gage.
As for why this young poet was so excited that he sang loudly, it had to be told from the day before, when they t at a small tavern near Eagle Rock Territory.
Marko Gage, the "Legendary Poet" was dissatisfied with his father Dorian and steward Yankov's strict discipline, and even more dissatisfied with them sending him to the Academic State to learn boring magic, so he secretly sneaked out from the Traveler Camp while the steward was engaging in relationship dealings.
This young master who never lived a day in hardship naively thought that with his "talent" he could rely on his mouth to have enough to eat, thus he neither brought luggage nor took a single cent with him.
He wanted to start from scratch and beco a great poet admired by everyone.
However, reality quickly gave him a loud slap.
When Sarah found him at the corner of the tavern, this "great poet" was fretting over his lunch, trying to exchange a poorly composed impromptu poem for a piece of black bread in the boss lady's hand.
The boss lady probably fancied him, but unfortunately, it was not his poetry or talent she fancied, but his delicate face.
Out of pure curiosity, Luo Yan approached using the identity of "Mr. Colin."
He expressed that he was also a traveler who loved art, highly appreciated Marko's "talent," and generously ordered him a serving of roast at and beer.
Perhaps starving, Marko didn't mind, wolfed down his al, and revealed his itinerary during the al—
He planned to go to the Holy City.
Everyone headed to the Academic State, considering that barren and cold hall as a Holy Land, while he refused to do so, he wanted to go to the real Holy Land to pay homage!
Naturally, Luo Yan said the next "What a coincidence," and expressed that he also happened to be going south and might pass by Dragon Watch City.
Out of love for talent, he warmly invited this destitute poet to ride in his carriage, expressing his willingness to give him a lift.
At this mont, sitting in the warm and comfortable carriage, Marko Gage was completely captivated by the generous Mr. Colin who appreciated "art."
Greatly encouraged, he not only regarded Mr. Colin as a confidant but also shared his "glorious deeds" with him in a boastful tone.
"Sir, you have no idea how hypocritical the Academic State is! Those self-proclaid Great Mages can wave their hands, 'Boom,' and a stone tablet as tall as a mountain pops out of the ground! But they would rather let us tens of thousands of poor souls freeze like dogs in the snowstorm on the snow plains, than wave their hands and excavate a cavern for us to shelter from snow!"
"Do you say they don't have this ability? No! They have plenty of it! They can even build ten thousand Mage Towers, allowing everyone who aspires to them to test if they are that material or not, but they just do not! They want to force us to write those nonsense things in the biting cold! Pass that obedience test."
"And those exam questions! It's simply ridiculous! They treat human souls as if weighing gold coins on scales, and a group of people who don't care about souls are qualified to discuss what shape a soul is? I advise them to hurry up and close the door of that 'Void Realm,' and don't wait for the things on the other side to see what a bunch of hideous creatures are peeping at them. Really, I feel embarrassed for them!"
He took a breath, changed his tone, and began to mock his holand.
"Of course, the Academic State isn't a good thing, and neither is Rhode Kingdom! Every Knight is cursing the Academic State for stealing young lads from their territories, yet not a single Knight Master will look in the mirror and see what kind of virtue they possess. Are the farrs too cunning? Are the citizens too greedy? No! It's the nobles! Those sanctimonious people with the most despicable desires!"
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