The footage supplied to the control room looked like it had the sound cut off.

The entire assessment area fell into a deathly silence.

Then, a shocking, exhilarating, almost frantic cheer burst forth, penetrating layers of walls and echoing throughout the assessment area building, making Gloria, who was watching on the screen, feel her scalp tingle.

Gloria was now completely convinced that the new Holy Son came with his own entertainment value.

Although the Batian Church had not publicly announced him, letting people know her Batian Holy Son.

But if a man already recognized as the Batian Holy Son made such a blatant display in the Protos Royal Magic Academy, raising people's expectations, and then suffered a humiliating defeat at a crucial moment, even being cut in half, it would undoubtedly be a disgrace to their Batian branch.

With a bounty of 130,000 credits, even Gloria, if she were in the assessment area, would feel her scalp tingle.

It was enough to make all the students mutate.

Anyone the Holy Son encountered within the barrier would become an enemy who would stop at nothing to harm him.

From now on, perhaps only those classrooms with powerful teachers maintaining the rules would be safe; ordinary rule protection might not be so effective!

Many students would probably seize the opportunity to break the rules for the bounty.

Because breaking the rules at most would incur the teacher's punishment or the deduction of hundreds of credits.

Compared to 130,000 credits, the price was nothing.

It was worth them taking a gamble, disregarding martial ethics and breaking the rules at a critical moment to hunt Zestiria.

And there was a customary mechanism in the bounty—

[For every other student eliminated by the wanted person, the total bounty will increase by 1%.]

Regardless of whether other students had any intention of attacking, once the wanted person directly or indirectly caused other students within range to be severely injured to the point where they could no longer continue the assessment, the severely injured students would have their life state sealed by the barrier and then be retrieved by the teacher, and the total bounty would begin to increase.

Although students had signed a detailed safety risk notice when they enrolled, the school did not want to see any fatalities during the monthly assessment day.

Under normal circumstances, powerful wanted individuals would only increase the bounty by a few points for each enemy they defeated.

The Batian Holy Son now had such an exaggerated base number that he could increase his value by thousands for each person he defeated!

Even if the Batian Holy Son could handle a few or a dozen students along the way, this long twelve hours would be a grueling battle without any hope, and he would face more and more, stronger and stronger enemies!

"His desire for victory isn't particularly strong, and I don't expect him to achieve much under the rules of this school. If he can protect his employer Zestiria until the end of the assessment, in whatever way, he will have exceeded my expectations."

Sigrid said indifferently, her positioning of her Holy Son was very clear.

After all, it was an away game, with many limitations.

"..."

Gloria consciously stopped making evaluations and just watched silently.

As a direct subordinate, she should not question the bishop's vision in choosing the Holy Son.

But she still felt that the Batian Church was too subjectively biased towards this Holy Son.

She simply couldn't imagine how a mere fourth-order Batian Holy Son could possibly complete a twelve-hour breakout and make it to the end of the assessment.

...

Meanwhile, on the other side, in the southern assessment area of the Protos Royal Magic Academy.

Ten minutes before nine o'clock, when the assessment officially began.

In the corridor on the first floor of a deep black building, the demon realm plant flower patterns on the carpet changed from time to time, swallowing footsteps and giving the corridor a bottomless mystery.

Every few steps, portraits and mirrors on the walls alternated, their eyes seemingly moving with the students passing by, silently witnessing everything in this ancient academy.

After observing during the previous preparation time, Lan Qi seemed to have understood the surrounding building structure, and now they were about to reach the target classroom.

The dim light cast their shadows on the cold, hard marble walls, their shadows constantly lengthening and shortening as they moved forward. Finally, Lan Qi slowed down and stood in front of a door.

In the distant corridor behind them, several ghostly shadows had already followed.

Now all the students were in a state of being suppressed by the barrier, unable to enter combat, and this restraint would only be lifted after nine o'clock.

For those who had their eyes on Zestiria, rashly approaching was not a good decision.

It was best to let others go up and test the waters first.

"Teacher."

Zestiria didn't say anything specific, just called out softly.

She had been suppressing her unease in her heart.

For a second-order like her, the current pressure was too heavy.

The only one she could trust was her teacher.

"Don't worry, I'm already feeling a bit like my old self."

Lan Qi smiled gently and said confidently.

Hearing this, Zestiria felt a little more at ease.

The cat boss in the shadows, on the other hand, felt his heart racing a little.

Although he himself had never seen Lan Qi unleash his full potential at school.

But Xiu Bao would always say when chatting with Tata that once Lan Qi broke free from his moral constraints, he would do some crazy things to sacrifice his merit, and even he himself felt that the goddess would praise him.

Zestiria looked at the door in front of them.

From the classroom's nameplate, you couldn't tell the specific content of the assessment, and after observing so much along the way, you could only infer which department it belonged to.

"This should be the Magical Beast Breeding Department, teacher, do you know anything about this?"

Zestiria asked with slight worry.

A very unpopular category.

Although the magical beasts in the city today were domesticated, they originated in the demon realm and were still rejected by many Protos people.

And quite dangerous.

"We demon realm people have a natural advantage in this area, no problem."

Lan Qi's voice was very confident.

"Okay."

Zestiria felt that Lan Qi's self-positioning had unknowingly changed since he came to this assessment area.

"Zestiria, watch out for me."

Before entering the classroom, Lan Qi took a step forward and stood in the door frame, as if he had planned it, and neatly picked up a carving knife and paintbrush from the portable card-making tool kit.

Zestiria nodded and moved slightly to the side, looking towards the distant corridor entrance.

Lan Qi quickly modified the symbol on the doorplate.

"Okay."

Lan Qi pushed open the door and walked straight in.

Although it was a hastily made modification, his superb technique was so skilled that it was impossible to spot the problem at a glance.

Zestiria took a closer look before running into the classroom with Lan Qi.

She saw that the symbol on the doorplate had been changed from [Magical Beast Breeding Department - Difficulty 3] to [Culinary Arts Department - Difficulty 1].

Zestiria: "?"

Headache... lie down, then start simulating
(w`)
(End of Chapter)