Chapter 171: Judge Lanchi's Death Sentence This Time

tracks, a deer stands quietly on the snow, gazing in one direction. Soon, it seems to have discovered something, and with the suddenness of a drawn arrow, it flees.The wind and snow continued to howl....Chapter 218: Judge Lanchi Sentences to Death Penalty This Time

The central hall of the Sage's Academy Ancient Tower Library was usually a quiet and solemn space, but today it buzzed with an excitement unlike any other. (Due to caching reasons, please have users directly browse the website for the fastest chapter updates.)

On the intricate and colorful tiles and carpets stood many scholars, engaging in lively conversations with Kaelen. They meticulously confirmed and inquired about every detail that piqued their interest, occasionally turning to their companions or colleagues for discussion. A palpable air of both tension and excitement hung in the atmosphere.

Although the [Primordial Tablet-Wind] has been thoroughly researched, a pink divine magic card based on the [Primordial Tablet-Wind] barrier spell still holds great academic value!

At this moment, the foundational level is no longer a silent hall of knowledge, but a vibrant venue for academic dissemination.

Even the return of Ranch, failed to garner much attention.

Only Lauren, who had withdrawn the [Original Tablet - Wind], noticed Lance first.

"…"

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He wanted to say something, but when he saw the magic card that Lanchi was holding, he stopped.

"Lanchi is back too."

As the void gate dissipated, these magical changes happened so quickly that people started to look back.

However.

They either wore a brief expression of surprise, or refocused their attention on Karen, while some looked quite confused.

People saw in Ranch's hand, a dismal white card.

It seems even the ranks are incredibly low, making it difficult to feel the magic fluctuations from above.

Please wait for me a moment.

Karen rushed to Lance's side and apologized to him and the other scholars as soon as she saw him.

"Lance, it seems like you didn't perform very well this time. I heard Dean Loren praise you and thought you could at least make a fourth-order purple magic card."

Karen tilted her head and gazed at Lance's face.

She was pretty sure of Lanci's skill level.

I'm just a beginner.

I even felt a bit tempted to laugh at his impulsiveness.

Is this it A genius card maker from the Sage's Academy She thought she was much more impressive.

But it's fine if Lanchi makes high-rank blue quality magic cards. Low-rank white common magic cards, even the novice card makers at the Magitech Academy can make them. They are usually tool cards or have very weak magical effects.

Nearby scholars are not easy to get along with.

Actually, it's quite clear to them that this isn't a matter of performance.

If you don't perform well, either your card will be unusable or you will produce shoddy products that lower the quality by a notch. Cardlian is talking about Lan Qi Cai, but not so directly.

It's not about whether I performed well or poorly; my abilities are simply what they are.

Ranch spoke calmly.

“……”

Listening to Lancy's refusal to make excuses, Karen was slightly surprised, her lips parting slightly.

She originally thought Randy would still have feelings of frustration, after all, he had been praised so highly.

"Ranchi, don't be discouraged. After all, you're only in your first year. Sometimes card-making really depends on luck. I haven't made a white common card either, but at least you're honest. If I had made a white common magic card, I probably would have hidden it."

Karen continued to laugh innocently, cheering for Lance.

The strong humiliate the weak with their capital.

As soon as she thought about Lance making her such a cold card, she felt a little strained.

This time, anyone could hear it – Karen was giving Lance a serious dressing-down.

They two seemed to have never gotten along well to begin with. After Karen's success, she just stopped pretending.

"Well then, it was nice meeting you, Lance. I hope to see you at the next Platinum-level Card Master examination and witness the incredible skill of a card master that Dean Loren spoke so highly of."

Carleen glanced sideways, waved her hand dismissively, and walked towards the scholars and reporters, as if she had no more time to give Lance another glance.

"I insist."

Ranch politely bid farewell to Karen as she left, replying.

"…"

Lorene, who was watching from the side as Karen leaned in to taunt Ranchi, wondered if Karen had misunderstood something.

You could indeed encounter this in the Platinum-level card maker exam.

Lauren also didn't expect that Karen actually hated Lance so much, at first she thought they got along well!

and so on.

"!"

Loreen frowned.

He has only just discovered a serious problem—

Wow, so Karen thinks Ranchi is a newbie and started to stomp him

Although it hasn't been publicly revealed yet, Lance is a near-Platinum card maker. Lauren didn't expect Cardin to misjudge Lance's abilities to such an extent!

"It's over..."

After a moment of stunned silence, Loren covered his forehead and recalled what Karen had just said to Lance... He could only feel that everything was over.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like if Karen encountered Lance during the Platinum-Level Card Maker exam... He was afraid her mindset would completely crumble.

"Dean Loren, what's wrong with you"

Lanche asked with concern.

…"

Loren let go of her hand and looked at Lance, a lump in her throat.

Ranch indeed remembered his instructions, Kaelen would be healthy, safe and happy to return to the Alolan Kingdom as planned, unlike the other three who were to remain in the Hutton Kingdom.

But this time, Karen, social death penalty.

"Well… this child brought this upon themselves…"

Loren said weakly.

Surely, just being a student of the Yloran Royal Academy and coming into contact with Lance, nothing good ever happens! Now it seems, being hospitalized is considered top-notch treatment!

Lorentz stood on the carpet, pondered for a moment, and actually felt a little concerned about Lance's mood now. After all, if they were to be objective, the card he made after observing this time was indeed quite strange.

"Not performing well"

Lorentz asked Rance.

He was a little curious what kind of card Ranch had pulled out.

At least he's a prospective Platinum-level card maker, the bottom line shouldn't be to seriously make a white card, right

Loren had never seen Miyaga cast a white, common magic card.

"...."

Lanche gazed down at the card in his hand, a smile playing on his lips. He didn't seem to care at all about the outcome of this card-making attempt.

Originally, he was still planning to ask Lauren for a keepsake so that after he went to the northern continent and became too deep into his role as a bandit, he wouldn't have trouble proving his identity to the police at a crucial moment.

But it doesn't seem necessary now.

"That's pretty good, actually."

Ranch chuckled softly, only turning his fingertips to let Lauren see the magic card in his hand.

Counterfeit Stone Slab - Wind

Category: Equipment Card

Category: White Standard

Class: 1

Passive Effect: This card can be seen as Primal Slate - Wind, but it does not have any bonus effects. Studying this card may grant a slight understanding of wind-attribute magic engineering.

Note: All things in the world will eventually be reborn, and the wind will always blow across this land.

With a simple wave, he passed by Lauren's side.

Only Loren remained standing, staring blankly.

This year in the second half of the year, he will bring this [Fake Stone Plate - Wind] to North Continent and directly perform as Loren. Lan Chi will use the image of a great priest to strive to create a positive role model, with both north and south continents blooming, promoting Ecrelate culture.

Promoting my friend's book~

(The End)

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