Seeing that the lingering tiredness between Morey's eyebrows was cleared away, Yarman couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although he knew that Whitebeard had no need to deceive himself, he was still a little uneasy about whether this special awakening potion made from the rhizomes of the bitter sunflower, the wings of the night shadow cicada, and a little precious tree of life dew was really as miraculous as Whitebeard said.

But now it seems that the effect of this secret medicine is really outstanding.

According to his estimate, the [Soul Weakness] caused by Morey's reading of the [Book of Ten Thousand Laws] should be reduced by a full hour, although compared to the duration of [Soul Weakness] of one day and three days, one hour is a little lower, but this is all extra, one month of graduation exam time is enough for Morey to have one or two more exploration time than others.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long, and just when Morey's [Weak Soul] had just recovered and was about to enter the [Book of Ten Thousand Laws] again, Yarman heard bad news.

At yesterday's meeting, it was proposed to shorten the length of the graduation exams and also try to take the exams collectively in a closed space, saying that it was for the sake of fairness in the exams.

"Someone must have seen me go to Whitebeard!"

"Otherwise, how could someone have proposed to reform the exam at this time as soon as I got the formula?"

Yarman said fiercely to Morey, who nodded in agreement.

However, no matter how reluctant Yarman is, he cannot affect the implementation of this measure, after all, this proposal seems to be too correct, and no one has the courage to stop this so-called reform in the name of "fairness".

"Bullshit fairness!"

"Believe it or not, those guys must have gone in with spell coordinates!"

Yarman said indignantly.

His secret medicine is just a sideshow, and it mainly depends on Morey's own analysis of spells, if he can't support the wall in the mud, even if he has one or two more chances to try, what's the use.

But some guys went into battle shirtless, and they didn't even want their faces, so they had to go to the exam in person.

Morey knew that he didn't have to persuade himself now, he just had to be a wooden man, and just pricked up his ears and listened.

......

"Morey, I heard you're going to take the graduation exam?"

Bert, who had been soaking in Ohs City, suddenly found Morey and asked with a strange face.

"Yes! I didn't want to go either, but unfortunately the teacher insisted! ”

Of course, Morey blamed all the problems on Yarman, and it was impossible for Bert to verify anyway, so he was naturally the best back-bearer.

"How about taking me one?"

Bert's eyes were full of "loneliness".

"What's going on with you today? Practicing soul spells and practicing yourself in a daze? ”

He is a mage of the Eight Classics, although if the level of the light is lower than the mage in the holy land of the mage in the Book of Ten Thousand Laws, he is very rooted!

And he has shown extremely extraordinary spell attainments in several experiences, and is often referred to as a genius mage.

So since he is a genius mage, it makes sense to attend the graduation ceremony a little earlier, but Bert is a rune swordsman, a crappy spellcaster, what does he do when he goes to participate in the graduation exam that is almost exclusively set for genuine mages?

Seeing Morey's puzzled eyes, Bert could be regarded as having found a person who poured bitter water.

"Don't look at us as princes, princes, but it's bitter!"

In fact, in the not-so-distant past, as a means of screening and researching the [Book of Ten Thousand Laws], the results of the graduation examination in the organization would not even be announced, and they would be directly listed as top secret, and only a very small number of people would have the right to browse them.

But when more and more disciples of those princes and nobles came here to study, the exam slowly became sour.

They originally grew up in a competitive atmosphere, but they found that there were strict rules and regulations in the Book of Ten Thousand Laws, and they were not their own set of rules and regulations that could be moved here casually, so the graduation exam once a year became their final arena.

Your son is in the top ten in the same year, so my grandson will inevitably become the top three in this year!

It's like coming back with a layer of gold, and it's nice to say, they are all young talents in the Book of Ten Thousand Laws.

"What does that have to do with you?"

Bert's group has been fighting openly and secretly with the third prince, but the prince didn't go to the graduation exam this time, what is the urgency of Bert?

"Because you took the graduation exam!"

Bert angrily pointed out the culprit, and it was our Baron Morey.

Because in the eyes of those nobles, since the barons of the same class have all taken the graduation exams in advance, Bert, as the prince, still needs a year to take the exams, which is really weird.

Maiva World, Necinvari Islands.

"It won't work! It won't work! ”

"This simply won't work!!"

Stavin greeted the squire with a smile, but as soon as he entered his room, he smashed everything in the room, and if it weren't for the silence effect that came with the room, everyone would have known that the promising mage had suffered another defeat.

The experiments of these days have all proved that he braved the explosion of the instrument to find Morey, but it was just luck, the chance of being hit by him happened to be hit by him, and now it is impossible to reproduce the situation of that day.

But now he doesn't have the courage to admit to Maddie that he has failed, and sometimes he even has to pretend to be very satisfied with the performance of his subordinates and give them peace of mind.

But who would have thought that this confident Lord Staven had already accumulated too much pressure in his heart, and he might collapse at any time.

But no matter how much you try to hide it, you can't hide it, because the next Friday is the last appointed time, and then the excuse that I have kept everyone out countless times on the grounds of secrecy will no longer work.

In fact, he didn't have to wait until next Friday, and if there were no accidents, he wouldn't be able to survive tomorrow.

The funds allocated by the Sky Eye had been depleted a week ago, and without new funds coming in, he would not have been able to conduct tomorrow's experiments, which meant that the truth would have fallen short and the truth would have exploded sooner.

Of course, if he can borrow a loan, it will be a different matter, but unfortunately he has already borrowed all the money he can borrow, and he can't use the excuse of "poor turnover" to fool those creditors.

"Is it tomorrow?"

Thinking that tomorrow the assistant would open the warehouse and look at the empty shelves inside, he could already imagine the shock of the assistant, and then the people who rushed to hear the news.

Accusations, insults, and humiliations will be presented in front of his eyes one by one, and he can only endure them in silence.

He even had to see a pair of eyes that he couldn't bear to look at, which should be full of disappointment!

Thinking of this, his eyes froze, and his right hand couldn't help but grasp a warm potion in his arms.

Taking out the colorless potion, he shuddered and uncorked the bottle, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and with his right hand he was about to pour the poison nicknamed "pure water" into his mouth.

"Hehe, young man, shall we make a deal?"