"What !?"

Duravin immediately stood up, causing the chair behind him to rattle, and he took several steps back, as if Reiner was some kind of monster, trying to get people out of his way.

Lionel. Ian Gray!

Legend has it that he suddenly appeared at the wedding of a pure-blood family, kidnapped the bride, and published a set of theories in public, causing all the dozens of mages present to shoot their heads.

In the description, Reiner plays the piano and plays a joyous tune, and on the other hand, to the rhythm of the music, the heads of the pure-blood mages explode like fireworks, and eventually, the entire wedding venue is covered with a sea of corpses and blood, and even the bride's white wedding dress is dyed blood-red.

Of course, this is an exaggerated rumor, but when Duravin thinks about it now, he can't help but feel creepy.

I did say something about cognitive collapse just now, but it was just casual bragging, but I didn't expect that the person concerned would sit aside and say nothing the whole time!

How will he retaliate against me, will he make me cognitively collapse?

Thinking of the rumored sight, Duravin trembled on his legs and walked unsteadily.

"Reiner, don't scare Mr. Duravin."

Director Percival saw that Duravin was in a cold sweat, as if he was afraid that Reiner would suddenly say a word that would collapse his cognition, so he opened his mouth to play a round.

"Sorry, I was just kidding."

Reiner shrugged, stepped down from the blackboard, and handed the paper back to Duravin's desk.

"Mr. Duravin's idea is good, but it may need more practical and theoretical support."

Duravin followed Reiner's step by step, kept retreating, and then tripped over a chair, and the whole person fell to the ground, but even so, he still stared at Reiner tightly, and did not dare to slack off.

"Please watch your step, Mr. Duraven."

Reiner said, reaching out to pull the other man to his feet, but Duravin looked at Reiner's hand as if his skin would festering if he touched it, and crawled out the door.

"I—I'll take my leave."

Duravin didn't bother to collect a copy of his dissertation, and left the door in a gloomy way, disappearing.

"His father is the deputy head of the mage management department of the Magic Association, and this time his father wanted us to teach this whimsical son a lesson, so he introduced him."

Wait until the other party leaves, Director Percival said.

"Duravin is his youngest son, he has been pampered since he was a child, his magic level is not high, but he likes to think cranky, and his mother has always taken good care of Duravin, so it is inconvenient for his father to criticize, so he can only let us do it for us."

No wonder there is no obstacle to Reiner's behavior of exposing the other party's loopholes head-on, it turns out that there is a backstage.

Reiner thought that it seemed that whether he appeared or not, Director Percival would refute the perpetual motion paper.

After thinking about it, Reiner suddenly felt as if he had been calculated, although he was going to reject the paper on the surface, but now it seems that it has become his own proof that denies Duravin's idea, and Director Percival and the others have nothing to do with it at all, and I don't know who Duravin will hate in the end.

But it didn't matter, Reiner thought, if it was really compared to the backstage, I'm afraid there was no one who could be harder than himself.

"I was really surprised by your performance just now, I just intuitively felt that there was something wrong with the design in the paper, but I didn't expect you to directly prove it by mathematical means, and you are worthy of creating a new coordinate system."

Director Percival said, as he began to sort through the papers scattered on his desk as he prepared to leave the room.

"Maybe it's just that the proof process is too simple, so I'll just write it casually."

Reiner said, spreading his hands.

Roger had already packed up his things and left, and in the huge conference room, only Director Percival and Reiner were left.

"You've seen a lot of people like this outside the manor, and the difference between them is only whether they can come in or not."

Director Percival said earnestly, patting Reiner on the shoulder.

"I know that you have received many honors at a young age that ordinary people cannot achieve in their lifetime, so you may want to express yourself in all aspects and regulate yourself with higher requirements, but Reiner, to be honest, you are only a one-ring mage after all, and you should focus on improving your magic level, this is a little life experience that I have given you as an elder."

"I understand."

Although Reiner wanted to say something, he still didn't open his mouth after all, and only nodded silently.

"Where do you live?"

Director Percival asked again.

"Uh, what's wrong with a hotel in town?"

Mercury Balance helped Reiner book a relatively comfortable hotel, where he rested for the rest of the week.

"If you don't dislike it, I want to invite you to dinner tonight, which can be regarded as a welcome ceremony as the person in charge."

Director Percival suggested, looking at Reiner meaningfully.

"Of course I do, it's my pleasure."

Although he didn't agree with the director's behavior, Reiner still gave the other party enough faces, after all, the question of behavior was just a personal choice, and he had no reason to judge it.

"It's great, my wife has recently developed a new dish that we can try together tonight."

When talking about his wife, Director Percival's face rarely showed a soothing look, which made Reiner sigh lightly, no matter who it was, when facing his family, he was just as gentle.

"It's exciting."

Reiner agreed.

"When the afternoon's work is over, let's ride the carriage together, my house is near the Asterl High School of Magic."

Parcival packed his things before leaving the conference room, he didn't go back to the office, he didn't know where to go for another meeting.

Reiner also came out of the conference room, and had just sat down behind his desk when Igor leaned in.

"I heard that Director Parcival invited you to his house for dinner?"

"How do you know everything?"

Reiner was a little speechless, this Igor really looked like a gossip expert, and there was a huge contrast with his somewhat depressed appearance!

"Let's not talk about that, as far as I know, Director Percival's wife is a beauty, and his daughter is also very cute."

Igor said mysteriously, like an aunt next door.

"Well, Director Percival says his wife has developed a new dish."

Feeling a little strange, Reiner replied.

"Sure enough, this rumor is true!"

Igor smiled a little strangely and patted Reiner on the shoulder.

"What rumors ......"

Reiner didn't know why, but he always had the illusion that he was going to be sold.

"Well, just enjoy your dinner, there's going to be no problem, huh."

Igor cleared his throat and said quietly.