"He doesn't deserve it."

A short sentence silenced everyone present.

Originally, the mages started out only to understand the unknown world, but when they analyzed the nature of the world, they obtained a lot of results and made people's lives more comfortable.

But I don't know when it began, grabbing fame and fortune in the secular society has become the ultimate goal of some mages, and on the spot, it is understandable to seek a better life for themselves and improve their magical strength along the path of their predecessors.

But there are many people, enjoying the achievements of their predecessors to climb to high positions, lying in money and fame and enjoying themselves, but instead mock those who are still working hard to make the world a better place.

They think it's meaningless, it's futile, it's the act of fools.

You're so gifted, why don't you use it to make more money, climb to higher positions, and gain more for yourself, instead study questions that may never be answered in your lifetime?

These people asked, but they didn't know that everything they were doing now was the result of the countless people they had mocked in the past.

So, they don't deserve it.

Percival's face was ugly, and he knew that Reiner was referring to him, and Parcival clenched his fists and trembled slightly.

“...... You're just lucky enough to pick up a few research results and publish a few papers. ”

Suppressing his emotions, Percival looked at Reiner and said.

"You have no idea how difficult it is to live in this world, it is true that mages are the right way to study magic, but mages are also human beings and need to eat and sleep, do you know how much energy I spent to be able to have today's life?"

In the face of Percival's questioning, Reiner was expressionless and cold-eyed.

"Ciris he is so caught up in his theories that he has lost everything, what does this have to do with me? In fact, the application of imaginary numbers was only realized ten years later, when it was a useless theory, and even if Sirius had not proposed it, ten years later, others would have proposed the same theory. ”

"But perhaps, if Siris's paper had been affirmed and passed on to the High Council ten years ago, the Newington-Holland equation might have appeared ten years earlier."

Reiner's words made Percival's face turn blue as if he had choked.

"No, Director Percival, I'm not accusing you of your actions, after all, there were very few people who could see the role of imaginary numbers in those days, and it was normal for you, as an ordinary mage, not to have enough knowledge to understand."

Speaking in a tone that seemed reassuring, Reiner then shifted gear.

"I wanted to ask about Siris's death ten years ago."

His words shocked the other jurors, who turned their heads to Percival.

"I met Siris's mother in the hospital, and then, fortunately, because the White Sail Hospital was established very early, and it is a medical place directly under the Immortal Throne, it has a complete medical record system, and after getting the doctor's permission, I was fortunate enough to see Siris's death report and bring it here."

Reiner took a document from his storage bag and placed it on the table.

"The report shows that although the cause of Cialis's death was failure caused by organ damage, the doctor's examination results tell us that the cause of Cialis's organ damage is not a disease, but an external blow, and its impact is much higher than what a normal person would encounter, and it is the effect of magic."

Parcival froze, looking at the document with some blank expression.

"I've heard from some people in the school that Director Percival was an assistant professor at the Asterl High School of Magic for a while, and during that time, Siris often pitched his papers to others in the school, and you have been seen arguing more than once."

Reiner naturally couldn't find out in such detail, he only had a few clues, and the rest was deduced by himself, of course, the more important purpose of these words was to arouse Percival's emotions.

"Although you have won the favor of Vice Principal Puerdo, you have gone all the way on the road of magic, and you have won the heart of Madame Lyza, and you have a happy career and family life, there is still a nightmare lurking in your heart."

Hearing Reiner's words, a trace of shock flashed in Percival's eyes.

"You look high, but the most fearful thing in your heart is still Siris, you are worried that he will suddenly have an epiphany, and in an instant turn everything you have worked hard to get for many years, under your seemingly arrogant appearance, you are actually an extremely inferior heart!"

Like a bolt of lightning striking Percival, he stood up, slammed the table, and roared.

"You don't understand anything at all, I've completely defeated Siris, taken everything from him, I'm the winner, he ended up taking the blame, he did it first......"

Before Percival could finish his sentence, he heard a muffled noise at the door.

He turned his head and saw his wife, Lysa, sitting on the ground.

"Lysa...... When are you? ”

How much did my wife hear everything she said just now?

Percival then looked at Reiner, full of anger.

"It's you, you calculate my !?"

"I just told Lady Lysa a little bit about Siris, and the rest is up to you."

Reiner shrugged his shoulders, he had come to the dissertation review committee in advance not only to make copies of the paper, but he had also written a letter to Mrs. Lyza informing her of Siris's condition and asking him to come to the dissertation review committee in the morning.

"Lysa, listen to me......"

Percival was very anxious, he didn't expect that his hard-working life would be broken by Ciris, and that guy would haunt him even after he died.

"Percival, is this true?"

Lady Lysa looked very weak, she had always thought that Siris was still alive, but now she learned that Siris had long since died, and the culprit was her husband Percival, who had been with her all day and night.

The sweet memories of the past were suddenly stained with a layer of blood, and she didn't know what else Percival had deceived herself, and how much sincerity she had.

"I ......"

Parcival was speechless, and he felt the brilliant tower in his heart fall apart in an instant.

He looked at Reiner, the spell in his hand slowly dissipated, and Percival still didn't make a move, he knew that if he attacked Reiner because of impulse, the final result would only be to bury himself.

Lysa can't live without a husband, and little Yake also needs a father.

"Looks like I'm late."

At that moment, a deep voice came from behind Lady Lyza, causing Reiner to turn his head in surprise.

A figure in a gown appeared in the doorway.