he just sat there waiting for Ron to speak.Finally, after a moment of contemplation, Vice Dean Ron held his teacup and spoke."Lanche, this time I came mainly on behalf of the Wise Men's Academy to as...Chapter 285: Sieglinde Begins to Command the Battlefield

Wherever one's gaze fell, crystal screens shimmered with light. { , No errors, read the full chapter}

And on each connected crystal screen, was Zesthira's own bounty.

Zestilla stared at the photo, her mouth slightly open but no words came out for a long time.

"Teacher... you these two days..."

She looked up at Lynch beside her, her throat tightening as she finally understood the gravity of the situation.

"I helped Professor Xi manage classroom discipline. I thought they had already reformed, but apparently they've hit their rebellious phase."

Lance shook his head and sighed.

The rules and regulations of Protoss Royal Magic Academy are, to put it mildly, worse than those at Purgatory Corridor Academy. To truly address the root cause of student mischief, one must start by dealing with the students themselves.

"..."

Zedira felt utterly defeated.

How on earth are you tormenting senior students to the point of being offered over 130,000 credits as a bounty

She couldn't figure it out!

However.

Come on, Zestrilla. There was a nice classroom on the way here.

Ranch's expression showed no sign of panic, even appearing rather eager and ready for a fight, almost as if he was stretching his fists and itching for a brawl.

His vitality and relaxed aura brought the comatose Zesthira back to life.

The coach is about to warm up and take the field, giving her a glimmer of fragile reassurance.

...but also made Zestilla completely confused.

She couldn't tell if it was her mental state or his aura, but she felt that Locke had undergone some strange changes since just now...

……

Protoss Royal Magic Academy North side.

On the side of a tranquil street stood a mansion, an entire area planned for this single dwelling. The garden was decorated with lush vegetation and a fountain pool, while white moonstone pillars and towering lacquered wooden archways exuded grandeur.

Students in grades two to three will not have their credits deducted even if they do not participate in the monthly assessment day. If they choose to participate, they can still earn credits.

> For many seniors, participating in the credit-earning monthly assessment day is no longer necessary.

Senior students with high status are more willing to use their authority to watch the assessment live from backstage and intervene.

This is their game.

Winning the top score award was effortless, and the reward far exceeded what other students received for participating.

This mansion belonged to Gloriana, the tenth-ranked third-year student. The interior was lavishly decorated with deep brown mahogany wall trim, intricate ceilings and sconces that diffused a soft glow. A triangular grand piano stood silently in one corner, next to a floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the garden, which was now covered by curtains.

And at this moment, Gloriana stood silently beside the sofa like a waiting attendant.

As a direct soldier of the Batian branch, she would only make such a heartfelt gesture for one person.

Xide sat on the sofa. She was wearing a white shirt and a black long dress, holding her chin with one hand and staring nonchalantly at the large screen on the wall. She looked sharp and cold.

"West German sir, do I need to put my credit points on Zestilla who Saint's son helped"

Gloria remained impassive, her voice respectful as she asked.

Even when Gloria and Dominus were alone at the academy, they referred to each other by the alias "Sid".

You can bet if you want.

Sigrid's persona in school was that of a mediocre student who frequently missed classes and received demerits as a result. Unlike Gloriya, she lacked the privileges and credits to pawn off on younger students.

"Are you not sure he can get first place"

Gloria hesitated for a moment before bravely voicing her thoughts.

She harbored suspicion and resentment toward the Holy Child from beginning to end.

I can only say that if I could wager credits, I'd bet all mine on him. As for your credits, you decide how to use them.

Sigrid said quietly.

Gloria fell silent upon hearing this.

The meaning of the Almighty is very clear, she doesn't care about winning or losing, she simply has a good opinion of her son.

Gloria was certain that if the former Hegemon Saint had been there, she would have chosen to put all her skill points on the Saintess even without Sigrid's advice.

And someone like the Nirvana Child, if they were to become a servant, the outcome of this assessment would be even more apparent.

The more Gloria thought about it, the angrier she became. That green tea bitch could only cater to the imperial situation. What qualifications did she have to become the person closest to the emperor

I said I wanted him to bring me something surprising, but I don't know if he heard me.

Sigrid murmured to Gloria.

Although it was just a casual remark at first, she liked that he listened to her and made her happy.

These days at school have been terribly boring, finally the day of Saint Child's monthly assessment arrived. But the waiting time before the official start of the assessment was so long that even Westley felt a bit sleepy.

"I hope the Holy Child will perform excellently in the assessment."

Gloria gazed at Sigrid, stating that she wasn't going to let the Saint have any credits.

To bring a performance to the Catholic Church that could be called "interesting," it probably takes more than just winning.

Gloria doubted that the Saint, new to Protoss Royal Magic Academy's demanding monthly assessment system, had much hope of succeeding.

For example, you see.

It seems something changed on the screen. West, satisfied, raised a finger and motioned for Gloriana to look.

Gloriana tilted her head in confusion, looking at the screen.

All corners of the assessment area on the painting displayed wanted posters, along with the name of the top scorer.

The top number is constantly fluctuating, showing no signs of stopping.

“”

Gloria tilted her head in confusion, staring intently at the screen before her, her mouth widening.

In just a blink of an eye, the number has already exceeded ten thousand.

She had hardly ever seen anyone being offered such a high reward.

Every time she thought the numbers should stop, they jumped even faster!

Until the numbers stopped, she couldn't quite believe her eyes when she saw that the total bounty was over 130,000. She almost lost it.

Since the founding of the school.

Even the most extraordinary student.

Not many people can boast six-figure scores at graduation!

And those who were able to reach the threshold of one hundred thousand academic credits, without exception, became prominent figures in the Protoss Empire and even North Continent, etched into history.

For all the students participating in this month's assessment, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to create a legend is right before your eyes.

Gloria couldn't imagine how crazy this assessment would be!

All properties have changed!

"West German sir, the Son he…"

As Gloria's immediate subordinate, he stood by, eyes wide, wanting to say something but not knowing what.

She had seen the talent of this domineering prince.

At least from the side of mockery, he has an incomprehensible talent!

"Interesting, this kind of worth is fit to be my saint."

West Germany leaned back against the chair, seeming to be even more satisfied with his saintly son.

"Aren't you worried he might get into trouble"

Gloria asked.

The Holy Child might have gone too far this time!

There is still one chapter left, estimated to be finished around 11 pm. I haven't been able to sleep these days, unable to tell if I'm dreaming or awake.

[]hing more than a seeker of the Captain's quarters, come to obtain their logbook.Although Francis didn't know what use it was for, he knew the other party's greedy demands wouldn't change.Just then.The...