008 Dekan’s Content Day
On the day the results of the entrance examination were announced.
When Dekan woke up in the morning, he didn’t head for breakfast straight away.
After freshening up, he drew the curtains, basking in the first rays of the morning sun.
He reached out with both hands, keeping his wrist at a 90-degree angle.
Palms forward, elbows level.
Next, starting with the little finger, he bent each finger one by one.
One, two, three, four, five.
Alright.
Then he stretched his fingers out one by one.
As a magic card maker, drawing card surfaces was one of the basics.
It was crucial to maintain finger dexterity.
In order to draw better-looking wives in the future.
Ah no, card surfaces of a higher standard.
…
Slipping on his coat, Dekan picked up a heavy book on the table and left the room.
Since arriving at the Capital City, he had been staying in this inn not far from the academy.
But tomorrow, he would be moving into the school dormitory.
After the results were announced, students who passed were allowed to start moving into the dormitory.
Though he didn’t check, he was sure he was first.
After all, an SSS rating had been scored.
He couldn’t be bothered to walk around the academy.
Starting tomorrow, he could save 200 coins in accommodation fees every day!
Thinking of such delightful matters, Dekan couldn’t help but smile again.
Descending the stairs, Dekan walked leisurely on the streets. Over these few days, he had become preliminarily familiar with the environment of the Capital City.
Every building was majestic.
Inns, shops, and mansions alike.
For this young man from a small town, it was a considerable mental impact when he first arrived at the capital.
What a stylish city.
But the prices here were also really high.
People who have always lived in big cities might have different impressions.
Dekan thought.
He arrived at a bakery recommended by Trecia, bought his breakfast for the day, and then continued his stroll on the streets of the capital with the paper bag in hand.
His destination was the Capital City Library.
The library wasn’t too far from the inn.
Even on foot, it would take about forty minutes to reach the library.
Eating a cheese-filled bread, breathing in the fresh morning air, Dekan inadvertently arrived in front of the library.
The square-shaped building in front of him covered an area of tens of thousands of square meters, presenting an overall classical style.
Upon entering the library, one could see the large reading area behind the counter. Just the first floor was already dozens of meters tall.
Over these few days, the knowledge-hungry Dekan had already become a regular visitor here.
He was very satisfied with it.
Worthy indeed of being the largest library in the Kingdom.
There were far more books here than what he had seen in the library of the border city.
If possible, he’d want to live here.
He directly walked to the counter to return the book he borrowed from the library yesterday, then stepped into the reading area.
He walked effortlessly to the section of books on magical principles, squatted down, and started flipping through books on the shelves.
The teacher said that his gear and summoning cards were decent, but his magic cards were still too weak.
So Dekan focused on studying the creation of magic cards.
After searching for a little while, Dekan found three books, and sat contentedly at the desk to start reading them.
“Principles of Antidote”
“Resistant Strategies to Mental Interference Spells”
“Preventive Measures Against Curses”
Only by knowing both oneself and one’s enemy can one win a hundred battles without danger.
The morning sunlight filtered through the windows, lighting up the face of Dekan who was earnestly reading by the desk.
“Look! Isn’t that guy super handsome!”
“He has been sitting there reading every day for the past few days.”
“He must be a scholar who just took the Hewenlit Academy exam!”
“I secretly noticed earlier that there are antidote and curse removal books on his desk. He must be a pure-hearted boy!”
The girls sitting behind the counter were whispering to each other, glancing furtively at Dekan from time to time.
…
Knight Academy of the Hewenlit Academy.
Professor Arno was sitting in his office looking at the ranking of results, with a very complicated expression.
He massaged his temples.
When he saw the name “Dekan,” he felt a nerve in his brain twist in pain.
His brain trembled.
Arno only understood Dekan’s tricks through watching the playback recorded by the alchemy department.
And why he suddenly felt an overwhelming pain that knocked him unconscious!
However, Dekan passed the exam with absolute first place results.
But Dekan didn’t seem like a warrior at all.
Even unconventional warriors looked far more normal compared to him.
This guy was just an outright cult priest.
“Where did it all go wrong?”
He couldn’t help but question whether his understanding of warriors had somehow gone wrong?
Or if this freshman was too bizarre?
Or if the world had gone crazy…
…
At the posting location for the entrance exam results.
“Are you sure the Man-made Shadow World didn’t malfunction?”
“No malfunction, I recommend you watch the playback of the fifth round of the Knight Academy’s exam, absolutely spectacular.”
“Is he the ‘cult priest’ who took down the professor?”
Many students gathered around the wall where the exam scores were posted, chatting incessantly.
Even students who weren’t candidates gathered around to watch the spectacle.
The section for the Knight Academy drew the most students looking on.
Only because the score of the top rank was incredibly peculiar.
The public notice clearly displayed the ranking along with the scores.
[First Place Dekan Score 1.557×10^13 Rating SSS]
[Second Place Cornelia Score 199563 Rating SSS]
[Third Place Gavin Bristow Score 22367 Rating S]
[……]
Not far away, a red-haired girl looked up at the results.
She had an expressionless face, but her fist was tightly clenched, making a cracking sound.
This made the people around her unconsciously keep their distance, eyeing her clenched fists nervously.
Though petite, she exuded a wild animal’s terrifying aura.
If her fist accidentally swung, someone might die!
“D…K…an…”
She had crystal clear pupils, her long lashes slightly quivering.
Her rose-petal-like thin lips parted gently, finding it quite hard to pronounce the two words.
Many recognized her as the other oddball in the Knight Academy exam, the “goddess of war” who chased down the examiner to beat them up.
Judging from her demeanor, she seemed displeased that Dekan had taken her first place?
Curious students kept a distance but dared not ask her.
She stared at the top of the ranking list for a long time without looking away.
Her brows furrowed increasingly deeply.
Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten-thousands…
She silently counted in her mind.
Finally, she couldn’t help but look down at her fingers, drawing patterns.
1.557 multiplied by 10 to the power of 13…
How many digits is that??
