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"Viscount Bonn, these two are my son-in-law's friends. They are both students of the Protoss Royal School of Magic and may know something about the school."
Viscount Levin Kingston tried to smooth things over and ease Char's embarrassment.
"Recently, there are quite a few people who have sneaked into the Snowfield Province using fake identities. I suggest that we ask Professor Mechi to check the identities of this young man and woman to avoid letting a wolf into the house!"
Viscount Black Bonn sneered and stroked his mustache, looking at the two people who appeared inexplicably beside Char in the distance, and then glanced meaningfully at Professor Metchie beside him.
They would rather kill someone innocently than let him go if he wants to influence their authority.
"No need. Our city-state has verified their identities. The magic seal of the Protoss Royal School of Magic on their certificates cannot be forged."
Viscount Leven Kingston raised his hand in objection somewhat firmly.
Magic is a kind of information. Everyone's magic is naturally different. The seal of the Protoss Royal School of Magic originated from the magic seal left by Emperor Franklin when the school was founded a hundred years ago. Even the great sage of the empire, Isis, cannot imitate it.
"I do think it is necessary to check. It is also my responsibility to check the students' academic status and identity information."
however.
Professor Mech finally spoke.
His voice was deep, full of the authority and sense of responsibility of a leader.
"..."
Upon hearing this, Viscount Leven Kingston could only relax his shoulders helplessly and stop talking.
Even if he wanted to make friends with the two young men and protect them, he was limited to checking Viscount Blackbone's attitude and was not in a position to interfere with Professor Mech's own opinions.
After all, this is an internal matter of their Protoss Royal School of Magic.
Mechi's pace was still unhurried as he walked down the stairs and came to the first floor of the lobby. There was a trace of sadness between his brows, as well as the loneliness that strong people often have, until he came to a place not far from the three people.
"Take out your student IDs."
"Here."
Sid didn't care and took it out.
She was just an ordinary second-grade girl who had no idea about the inside story of the real or fake principal.
Lanqi smiled slightly, took the documents from Sid's hand, and handed hers over together with his own.
Mechi took it indifferently and simply glanced at the information on it.
"How many credits do you have..."
Sid asked Lanqi in a very low voice.
"40, what about you?"
Lanqi also replied in a low voice.
His own credits were still sent to him by Associate Professor Xiduo every day, for a total of four days from Tuesday to Friday.
"I still have 60 left, which is much better than you."
West Germany is a master at controlling points.
The conversation between the two made Char's eyes twitch, and Professor Mitch's expression quickly turned gloomy.
You should know that preparatory students who have just enrolled at the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic can get hundreds of credits if they work hard.
These two, on the other hand, only have a hundred points in total, yet they seem quite proud of themselves and don’t look like new students.
If Char had not seen Sid's skills, he would probably be doubting whether the two of them were the worst in the entire grade.
"Professor Mechi, do you remember our names? Especially his."
Sid pointed at Lanqi beside him and asked Meqi.
“I don’t remember the names of the poor students.”
Mechi snorted and threw their IDs back into their hands, feeling that the two students were making a fool of him and wasting his time.
After he finished speaking, Mechi turned and left.
Professor Black Bonn, who was standing in the distance, just sneered and shook his head when he heard this.
They are not on the same level at all, so there is naturally no need for them to communicate any further.
In the empire's harshest and most educationally-rich school, poor students were treated even worse than dogs. Even if their identities were real, they posed no threat or value.
Fish looks for fish, shrimp looks for shrimp, and turtle looks for tortoise.
If they stay with an incompetent and impoverished noble like Char, they will definitely not be excellent students. Viscount Levin Kingston almost treated them as treasures just now.
"Brother Levin, your vision is getting worse and worse. I am really worried about the son-in-law you found for Lilith... You know, when Lilith goes to the academy, this useless guy will not only be unable to help her, but may stick to her like garbage and she will be unable to get rid of him."
Viscount Blackbone patted Viscount Leven Kingston on the shoulder and sighed.
It is not known whether he was mocking the shabby Char or the two guards he picked up.
"If you really want to do this for Lilith's sake, you should give me some consideration. My son Dean is not bad either. We should let these two promising young people interact more. She might be able to take this opportunity to gain Professor Mech's approval."
Lord Blackburn continued speaking to Lord Leven Kingston, and by now he had made no secret of his purpose.
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"My daughter is engaged, and I don't want her to leave Kingston on the eve of the fulfillment of the engagement."
Viscount Leven Kingston pinched his brows and replied.
Several figures were standing at the entrance of the reception room, talking to each other, and they had no intention of discussing in detail in this reception room.
Viscount Leven Kingston originally wanted to see off the visitors from Bonn.
"The engagement can be cancelled."
Viscount Blackbone seemed unable to hear Viscount Leven Kingston's evasion, or he simply didn't care about the other party's attitude.
"Forget it. If you don't believe in Professor Mech's education level and think he can't help Lilith, there's no point in me saying more. Many dignitaries from other city-states have lined up to meet Professor Mech, and I gave you enough face, but it's a pity that you don't appreciate it."
Viscount Blackbone sighed.
"...That's not what I meant. I respect the educators at the Protoss Royal School of Magic very much."
Viscount Leven Kingston suppressed his impatience and irritability, glanced at Professor Mech, and said.
During this extraordinary period of the empire, the Snowfield Province was isolated by the Northern Border Province and Box Mountain Province before and after it and became an independent entity.
Not only are communications and transportation a problem now, there is also the threat of the Ghost Party.
If several city-states unite to exclude another city-state, it will be extremely fatal and may cause them to become the target of the Ghost Party's concentrated fire. If they cannot seek help from other provinces or neighboring city-states, it is possible that they will be destroyed.
Apparently, many dignitaries from other city-states are trying their best to curry favor with Professor Mechi, hoping to be taken care of by the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic in the future.
Viscount Bonn, who is on good terms with Mech, has apparently gradually become the leader among many powerful people.
Although Viscount Leven Kingston also had doubts about Professor Mech's truthfulness, he did not dare to speculate.
In other words, up to now, Viscount Bonn has occupied a position supported by many powerful people, so it no longer matters whether Mech is real or fake.
It can be said that this is an open conspiracy. If anyone dares to question Viscount Bonn, who holds a high position, Bonn will concentrate other forces as quickly as possible to get rid of that person.
"Lilith, don't worry. Professor Mechi is my teacher now and won't embarrass you."
The handsome and tall young man behind Viscount Black Bonne, the son of Viscount Dean Bonne, comforted Lilith.
"..."
Lilith didn't say anything. She looked cold, as if she wouldn't reveal her feelings to anyone. She was just waiting.
"Lilith, do you have anything to say?"
Viscount Leven Kingston looked back at his daughter and asked.
He always felt that his daughter was waiting for someone, but it was difficult for people to guess what she was thinking.
"I won't marry someone weaker than me."
She said in a cold voice.
Suddenly, Viscount Dean Bonn beside her showed a look of joy, and smiled intentionally or unintentionally and glanced at Char who was sitting on the sofa in the distance.
"After Professor Mechi's guidance, I might actually be stronger than Miss Lilith now, ok?"
Viscount Dean Bonne saluted gracefully to Lilith.
It was as if he was inviting her to compete, hoping to become her fiancé.
This made Char finally stand up. He wanted to say something, but he held back because he didn't want to embarrass Viscount Leven Kingston.
Even though Char was a southern noble, he had heard that Master Dean Bonn had a bad reputation and was a typical playboy. There were rumors that he had raped many commoner girls, but they were all dealt with by his powerful father.
Char would not judge a person based on what he heard, but would only judge based on his own perception and what he saw with his eyes. Just now, although Dean Bonn pretended to be affectionate when he looked at Lilith, he actually could not help but be envious the moment he noticed Sid.
All of this was keenly noticed by Xia.
"Oh? Xia Candice, do you want to say something?"
Viscount Black Bonn once again paid attention to Char with ill intentions.
He patted his wrist, smiled and looked at the young man for a moment, then spoke again,
"How about this, let my son Dean experience the power of this descendant of the Candice family. After all, Lilith has said that she doesn't want to marry a weak person. You should also respect your daughter's wishes, right?"
He actually didn't care how his son would treat Lilith after getting her. He just told him not to cause trouble again until she gave birth to a child.
Blake knew very well that Levin would most likely not remarry. As long as he got Lilith, it would not only be a marriage alliance, but the Kingston family would also be theirs sooner or later.
"I'm afraid it's not appropriate for a level three to fight a level two. I think we should at least impose some restrictions on both sides."
Viscount Leven Kingston groaned.
"Weakness is a problem for the weak. Does anyone need to give in to anyone else?"
Professor Mech spoke coldly.
It was as if they were explaining the tradition of their Protoss Royal Academy that had never changed from the beginning to the end, which could not be questioned or refuted.
Viscount Levin Kingston's expression suddenly froze.
"Indeed... When it comes to Miss Lilith's happiness, we should decide who's better. It's said that the strength of the Candice family can only be brought into play when all efforts are spared. If Mr. Xia really has the strength of the legendary Candice family's past patriarchs, and he can go all out without any worries, even if I lose, I will admit defeat with a clear conscience."