Chapter 292
Chapter 292
Chapter 292
Translator: True Detective
Chapter 292 – Lan Qi Thinks It’s Time to Raise the Intensity of the Monthly Exam
Protos Royal Academy of Magic, Central District.
Inside the massive council hall, the solemn glow of authority and history enveloped every corner in silence.
The noise in the chamber was cut off completely by what appeared on the magic screen—so quiet it was terrifying.
A few minutes ago, the classroom had looked harmonious.Now it resembled a hellish gladiator arena.
Every corner of the classroom was dripping with blood. Shattered desks and mutilated remains lay scattered, as though cut with surgical precision.
And in the center of it all—Lan Qi still wore that gentle, friendly smile, as if nothing had happened.He was even helping the teachers carry injured students onto stretchers.
“Thanks for your hard work.”
Placing one more unconscious student onto the transport cart, Lan Qi waved politely to the rescue teacher.
“……”
The teacher didn’t know what to say—he hurried off.He had never seen a scene like this before.
Dozens of students in near-death states, piled inside and outside the room.Just moving them would take several trips.
If more were cut down, even the Imperial Capital’s hospitals wouldn’t have enough beds!
And this man—how could he calmly act like a helpful bystander, when he was clearly the one responsible?!
Meanwhile, at the long council table—
“……”
“How many students did he cut down this time?”
Not only those inside the classroom, but also students who had been rushing there with hostile intent—before they even entered, the old man (the Butcher Reaper) intercepted them and judged them guilty.
Now, every hallway in the exam zone had become deadly.Any student who dared to wander would be in danger of being struck down.
On the split-screen projection, the Butcher Reaper’s limited-time return was shown—he was slaughtering wildly.
This was destined to become a terrifying legend for the Academy’s monthly exam day.
Zestira’s bounty had already climbed to 309,820.Barely ten minutes since the exam started!
“By rough count, more than eighty students have fallen within their radius of judgment.”
In these exams, the more students you defeat, the more impossible it becomes. Each new victory adds +1% bounty growth by independent compounding.
“If Rocky McCarthy (Lan Qi’s alias) keeps killing at this pace, just his share of 20% will easily break a hundred thousand points.”
“When the first class ends and other students step outside, one look at the notice board numbers—even if they don’t know the details—they’ll be horrified.”
“I’m starting to think I should’ve bet on Zestira.”
“Too late now. You can only bet before the exam starts.”
“Damn brat…”
For once, smug faces twisted into anger.They were used to controlling the board like a game of cricket fighting.
But now—a mere “subordinate” in the exam dared to overturn their designs?
“I won’t let him clear another classroom.”
The arrogant voice was followed by glowing arrays activating across the table.
Everyone knew—the student he had wagered on had already been casually removed by Lan Qi, without even a proper fight.Now he was furious and determined to sabotage him, no matter the cost.
“Can’t handle losing, can you?”
“So what? If we let him win, and his demon backers take all those credits—it’ll be like stepping on our necks!”
Their interference rippled through the exam district.
Only the First Seat, Duchess Chloris, sat quietly with her eyes closed.
“Rocky McCarthy…”
She murmured the name softly.
She knew from the start—he was not on the same level as other students.Those inside the test rooms weren’t even enough to make him reveal his magic cards.
Anyone recommended by Sido at this timing could not be wrong.
Could he become one of the key figures to alter the very balance of the Protos Empire—even a little?
Chloris looked at the screen, face unreadable.
She knew the Empire’s conflict with the Northern nations seemed like a natural historical inevitability—but behind it all lurked unseen ghosts.No one knew their origins, nor their goals.
Only one thing was certain—there were countless unseen hands guiding events.
Soon, mysterious storms would sweep the continent—linked, escalating, spreading, dragging even the far north into chaos.Ancient races beneath the glaciers, forbidden church sects, beings of barren lands—things better left undisturbed—would all be drawn into the battlefield.
The Empire was only the spark.Even the faraway southern continent would not escape.
And when a godlike disaster descends, no roll of fate’s dice will matter—all will end.
Human eighth-tier powerhouses and national strength should not be wasted on foolish internal squabbles.
She sighed, and finally looked down the table.
Most still dismissed Rocky McCarthy.
“Individual power has its limits. This opportunity won’t repeat. Let’s see if he can even carry those credits out of the exam.”
Chloris smiled faintly at that.
“Chloris, you think it’s funny too?”
One of the Seats noticed, his eyes burning with hunger for control.
“Yes. Keep piling obstacles on him. Let’s see how fast he reveals his true colors.”
She smiled kindly.
After all, every interference was announced openly. Everyone knew who sponsored what.It wasn’t her problem if things went badly.
South District, Protos Academy.
After the battlefield-like beast class was cleaned up, an hour and a half of peace passed.
Once the old man chased out, Lan Qi casually restored the door signage, seamlessly disguising it again.
Since then, he and Zestira had simply stayed in the classroom—like zookeepers—feeding and playing with the beasts.
It was so relaxed Zestira began to doubt:Was this a high-stakes survival exam, or a trip to an animal café?
Four more classes remained—far too long.
The same trick wouldn’t work twice.After the first class, strong students would surely come hunting.
Yet—
Lan Qi sat back on a sofa chair, raised his glass, and calmly drank, unfazed by the lively magical beasts around him.
“It’s almost over.”
He smiled softly.
“?”
Zestira had the sudden feeling she was watching the victory screen of Lan Qi’s story.
(End of Chapter)