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The blond-haired boy turned his head when he heard the sound, found that it was Morin, frowned, and said arrogantly: "If I'm not mistaken, this young man from the Duchy of Lothar, you haven't told me your name yet, it's quite rude." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

He deliberately used the words "Duchy of Lothar" as he spoke, as if to imply that Maureen was like a country boy.

"Ah...... Haha......" Morin touched his head with his left hand that did not hold the flower, and laughed a little embarrassedly: "My name is Morin, Morin Callander, from Harry Harbor, Duchy of Lothar, and it is a pleasure to meet you. I forgot to introduce myself in the wand shop because of the old man. ”

It was indeed quite unceasing to be told his name without introducing himself, but fortunately there was the treacherous old man in the wand shop, and Merlin did not hesitate to directly shift the blame.

Sure enough, no matter how noble his background is, he is only a teenager, and after mentioning the profiteer, Marcas immediately changed from being superior to the same enemy: "Yes, yes, I have never seen such a profiteer, it's really annoying, if I lead him in the south of the Gesok Empire, I will directly find someone to close his shop." ”

He waved his small fist, trying to show a bit of domineering, "You shouldn't have bought his wand either, right?"

Maureen shook his head and said, "No, but Eminor said his wand was good, and I bought her the black wand." ”

"Aeno, is that the name of the civilian girl?, the civilian really doesn't have much knowledge, and you are still with her?" Marcus turned into a noble state again, and there was a little disdain in his childish voice, which made Merlin wonder who he had learned this tone with, and how skillfully he used it.

"Do you like this mechanical bird too?" Feeling that he couldn't talk about civilians with Marcas, Morin decisively adjusted the conversation.

But Maureen's words seemed to make Marcus realize that they were now in a state of competition, and his gaze at Maureen became cold again: "This mechanical bird must be mine, don't even think about it, about Zororumi, I have read more books than yours...... There are many eyebrows. Finding that Morin had no beard, he temporarily changed his words, and after speaking, he turned his head and continued to look at the mechanical bird on the side, ignoring Morin.

And Merlin found that Marcas's gaze at the mechanical bird was somewhat special, different from the fanaticism of other children, and there was an extra kind of appreciation and even intoxication in his gaze, as if Daddy Pike looked at his mother's gaze, which seemed to be a deeper love. He thought to himself: Could it be that this guy with eyes on the top of his head has a soft spot for magical machines, how does it feel so incompatible?

"Alright, that's the end of the whispering time, and now you will get a test paper, with a total of ten questions, the answers are relatively short, but the difficulty is definitely greater than the other, and you will have ten minutes to complete them. I will rate you guys, and the highest person will receive this prize. The old man with the strange machine next to him said, and he tapped the ground with his wand, and dozens of pieces of parchment flew in front of each child on the stage in turn, along with quills.

Morin touched the parchment that had stopped in mid-air with his hand, and found that there seemed to be strength behind the paper, maintaining the paper in a comfortable writing position on his chest.

"Let's get started. ”

As the old man spoke, the paper began to show black handwriting.

Taking the quill from the air, Maureen looked at the question paper: "Question 1: Why is Sororumi called the city of waterfalls, but the sound of waterfalls cannot be heard in the city?"

"I've read it in the book, because there are a lot of spell structures on the side near the waterfall, which are maintained by magic and absorb sounds that exceed a certain loudness. He came to his senses and wrote down the answer.

Well, fortunately, it's all about humanities and history, and there is no question like which street sells what.

Morin looked up and saw that many people were already scratching their ears and cheeks, and they looked to the side again, startled, "That Marcus guy has already written in the middle of the volume, it should be the fourth or fifth question." Of course, the roll is a blur in the eyes of others.

"It seems that his confident appearance is really not pretending. ”

Merlin sniffed the Star of Electric Pea in his left hand, and quickly lowered his head to continue answering the question.

Half of the time passed quickly, and many children had already put down their pens, looking at the mechanical bird on the side with tears in their eyes, obviously feeling that they had no chance. Marcus on the side also began to frown and think, and Merlin finally came to the seventh question: "Please write the greatest mage whose hometown is in Zororumi." ”

"Hmm...... It seems like there is more than one answer, but the old man with the strange machine said that one is more difficult than the other, and there should be only one answer. He searched his memories and found that the books in his memory that introduced Zororumi did not say anything about it, "Who could it be...... Could it be the great goblin mage Gollum-long-eared, there are some possibilities that are right. ”

After thinking about it for a while, he found that there was almost no time, so Morin had to write down the name in a hurry, Gollum Long Ear, and after thinking about it, he added another line of small words: Where there is money to be made, it is hometown.

Gollum - Master Long-Eared is a master of magical mechanics, not from Sororumi, but where he established a laboratory, invented and improved a large number of devices, and earned a considerable amount of gold. And he is also very powerful, and it is rumored that he has been promoted to Legendary Mage, although there is no conclusive evidence.

Of course, this answer was reluctant even for Morin.

"Hmm...... Finally, the tenth question, what will be the most difficult?" he looked at the question: "Please write the name of the fifth speaker of the second branch of the 307th meeting of the 307th meeting of the Sororumi Free Council." ”

Morin's blue eyes lit up.

"I've seen this!"

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The roll has been taken back into the old man's hand, and he is reading the scores one by one at this time, and the lower scores are directly floated back to the audience. And Marcus was already looking at the Walker generation intently, completely ignoring the old man's voice, as if it was already in his pocket.

“…… Well, zero points, kid, you really should read more books. The old man smiled and sent the frustrated brown-haired boy back to his parents, then looked at the next scroll, and his voice was slightly higher, dragging out a long tone: "Hmmm? Marcus Mipuou, nine, very good-!"

With a wave of the old man's hand, a girl with a smug face was sent back to the crowd, while the other children almost all showed desperate and sad expressions, obviously hit by this score. You know, the girl with the highest score before only got seven points.

Marcus endured his smugness and bowed gracefully to the old man.

The crowd in the audience was amazed, and those who were familiar with the Gesok Empire could already guess the identity of Marcas, after all, Mipuou was not a common surname. And their praise has an added layer of meaning: the nobles of the Gesuk Empire are so familiar with Zororumi that it is a matter of pride for the locals.

Marcus threw a haughty look at Maureen, as if to show off his victory, and Maureen rolled his eyes.

The old man reported the scores one by one, the children were sent off the booth, and Marcus was still standing peacefully by the mechanical bird, and Morin couldn't help but wonder if he had done the seventh question correctly.

Finally, when there were not many children left on the stage, the old man looked at a scroll: "Maureen Calland, hmm...... Hehe......" The old man suddenly laughed, he looked at Merlin, held back a smile and said slowly, "If it weren't for the fact that another mage from Sororumi is too great, with such an interesting answer from you, this seventh question should also get at least half a point, heh." ”

The old man laughed again and continued, "Maureen Callander, nine. ”

Wow, the stands were lively again, because although Morin's dress looked like a nobleman, he was definitely not a big nobleman, and he was far worse than Marcas. And a little nobleman's knowledge of knowledge, even if it is only about Sororumi, is enough to arouse admiration.

At the same time, they were also very curious about what the answer to the seventh question and Morin about the seventh question could make the old man evaluate like this, and also amused the old man. Of course, there was still a little strangeness in their gaze when they looked at Merlin, after all, the young man was holding a small white flower in his left hand and smelling it even when he answered the questionnaire.

On the stage, Marcus still had an expression of goodbye to Morin before, and after hearing the score of the same nine, he was stunned for a moment, and looked at Morin with an incredulous expression: "You...... You actually wrote out the tenth question?!"

He had heard the old man's words before, indicating that Merlin had not scored on the seventh question, so if he had scored nine points, it meant that the remaining questions had been written correctly.

Merlin thought for a moment and said innocently, "Detailed Records of the Fourth Age of Zororumi, I have seen it in this book. It's the answer to question seven, and I can't figure out who it is. ”

"Seen it...... Is it a word to have seen and remember...... It must have been a coincidence......" Marcus muttered, thinking of the book he had turned over, and every one of the more than a thousand pages was a trivial record, a large number of words and a dull penmanship, and there was nothing at all that people wanted to remember.

As if remembering something, he roared at Merlin again, "Don't you know that the Elemental Emperor Audalong is from here?

"Ah......" Morin said with a look on his face, "It turns out that the hometown of the Elemental Emperor is in Zororumi, no wonder he is the greatest mage." However, I don't really think I've read any books about the Elemental King, which is a bit strange. He also showed a strange expression as he spoke.

Marcus looked at Morin speechlessly, and wanted to see him as a scheming and cunning man, but this young man who smelled the fragrance of flowers, his eyes were so clear, without the slightest cunning or deceit, and the sincerity was a little weak.

He took a deep breath and told himself to relax, sure enough, it just happened, this guy hadn't even read a book about the Great Elemental Emperor, he must have been rotting "Zororumi Quaternary Details" or something, there was no need to compare with him.

As if this self-soothing made him feel better, Marcus relaxed his facial muscles and looked at the old man with the strange machine.

While the two teenagers were talking, the other children had already been sent off the booth in turn, and now there were only the two of them on the stage, the young man in the purple robe, and the old man in charge of the exam.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and the young people also looked at the old man a little helplessly, as if they didn't expect such a situation to appear.

The old man with the strange machine looked at the two teenagers on the field, and then at the sky. Although the orange-red sun was already setting in the west, it was still early to get dark in the middle of summer.

So the old man said in a somewhat mischievous tone, "Since there is only one prize, and you have the same score," he fiddled with the brass-colored machinery beside him, "let you compete again!" (my novel Broken?