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"So that's the case, I can still do this, why didn't I think of it"

The vice president of Roland College had a wonderful expression on his face today, sometimes frowning, sometimes angry, sometimes happy, but these expressions could not hide his surprise.

The second level of the Roland Academy's test paper was produced by him and a few old friends, and no one knew better than him how difficult this test paper was, and in his expectation, someone who could score 70 points was already considered excellent, after all, there were some questions in it that even he had to think about for a long time.

But I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I just came to batch the paper on a whim, and I saw a paper that was enough to get a full score.

Full score, Arabia asked himself, can he get a full score for doing this test paper by himself, it is impossible, he has a maximum of 90 points, after all, some of the questions in it are not his specialty.

This surprised him, when did such a character appear in the Roland Continent, how could he not have heard of it.

Arthur Lanluo, this name, I have never heard of the name, but I have heard of the surname, the Lanluo family, but even the Roland Academy is afraid of a family.

But who is this Arthur, the person who can take the exam must be under the age of eighteen, and there are such people in the Lanluo family who are under the age of eighteen.

Perhaps, but certainly not in the Arab mind.

It seems that he is also old, and he laughed at himself slightly, and Arabic put away the test paper.

Whoever he is, he's just here to go to school anyway.

However, this little guy named Arthur reported that he was not a mage but a paladin, which made Arabia a little distressed.

Isn't it a waste of talent to have such knowledge to become a mage instead of a paladin.

Just as Arabia was thinking about how to pull this misguided student into the right path, a man pushed the door open.

"Well, Modo, why did you come to me?"

Looking at the people who came in with a frown, Arabia asked lightly.

If Arthur was here, he would definitely recognize the person who came in, because this person was the perverted voyeur old man.

The figure who came in touched his beard, smiled, and found a chair to sit down: "It's nothing, it's just that my sixth sense as an artist guided me here."

The artist's sixth sense, hearing this word, the corners of Arabia's mouth twitched, instinctively like a fire explosion to beat this old rascal out, the artist's sixth sense, ahh

"Then your sixth sense must be wrong, now please go away, I still have to mark the test papers"

With a cold wave of his hand, Arabia issued an eviction order.

"Don't be like this" Feeling the repulsion around him, the old man named Modo gently pushed his hand and scattered the repulsion: "Actually, I have something to do with you today"

"Something?"

"Yes, I'd like to ask you for a test paper named Arthur Ranro."

"Arthur-Ranro" Arabia's eyes widened slightly, staring at Modo: "You know him?"

"Of course, you know him too"

Looking at the expression on Arabia's face, Modo asked rhetorically.

"I don't know" shook his head: "But the one who read his test paper just now"

"Oh, yes, how is the exam, tell me quickly, is it very bad, I'm here for this today, Arab, don't look at her bad exam, but her potential is good, you give her a passing grade"

Somehow, Modo, who originally didn't care about the affairs of the academy, actually came to ask him to help a student pass, which is really strange, but it was strange that he actually said that Arthur's grades were wrong, not wrong, if he was also bad, then what is his legendary archmage.

"I said, Modo, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Stopping Modo's saliva cannon, Arabic took a towel and wiped the saliva from his clothes.

"I recognized the wrong person" Mordo blinked: "It's called Arthur Roland, how can there be a second Arthur Roland in the academy?"

Shaking his head, Arabic took out the paper and handed it to Modo.

I took the test paper and looked it up and down several times.

Placing the test paper on the table, Mordo wiped his eyes.

"Arabia, I'm not dreaming, am I"

"Dream, Modo, if you want to dream go home and do it"

"Impossible"

Slamming the table, Modo had a completely wrong look on his face.

Looking at the faintly cracked table that was photographed, Arab gritted his teeth, and he swore that if Modo didn't give him a reasonable explanation, he would let him know why the flowers were so red: "How can't it"

"This girl can't get so high"

"How... Wait, Modo, what did you just say"

"I said this girl couldn't have been so high"

"Girl" Arabia's expression at this time is very strange, anyway, in Modo's eyes, it is very strange, as if she suddenly eats a lot of flies when she eats again, and she is as bitter as she is.

It's no wonder that Arabia is not bitter, I thought this Arthur was a man, but it turned out to be a woman, Arabia is not a machismo, and he doesn't discriminate against women, the reason why he showed such an expression is entirely because he made a vow back then: not to accept women as his students"

As a mentor, what hurts the most is not to reduce your salary, but to have a good student in front of you, and you can't teach him.

The legendary oath cannot be broken, so the current Arabs have begun to regret how they made such an oath in the first place.

"Hey, hey, Arab, what's wrong with you, why are you stunned here"

Looking at Arabia sitting on a chair like a stone statue, Modo looked at the test paper and finally pointed to Arabia.

A flash of war flew out of Modo's fingers, like a sharp sword, stabbing at Arabia.

"Bang" layer by layer of magic shields appeared from Arabia's body, blocking this battle qi.

Feeling in danger, Arabia immediately woke up from his stupor, looked at the approaching Modo, and asked weakly: "What's wrong, Modo"

"Arabia, this little girl is cheating"

"Cheating" looked at the test papers, and Arabic shook his head again and again: "Impossible, the classroom for the exam was set up by the dean himself, and even a legend can't cheat."

"She must have cheated, I've seen that little girl, although the little girl has a good talent, but she definitely can't do this kind of thing on paper"

Modo pointed to the test paper and said with an affirmative expression.

"Oh, is that so" Looking at Modo with a sure face, Arabia also believed it a little, after all, although this guy is worried, his strength and eyesight are top even in the legend: "But what about the evidence, that magic circle can't be cracked without a demigod, and even if it is cracked, it will alarm the dean, how did she do it"

"This" touched his beard, Modo thought about it, and finally said helplessly: "I don't know this either"

"Since there is no evidence, it's useless, let's talk about whether she cheats or not, as long as we test her again in the future, we will know, can she still cheat in front of the two of us?"

Waving his hand, Arabic said.

"That's right, but this little girl hides a lot of secrets."