Chapter 55 This year's first place is the first grade group

"...The specific score will be determined by the academy."

Seeing the leader's expressionless face after he finished speaking, Ursula raised an eyebrow and took over the conversation to avoid embarrassment: "Now we are just simply sorting out the results. The rules have been mentioned at the beginning. The specific promotion will also take into account the points score factors of the first round."

Although that was what they said, everyone knew in their hearts that Edith's team's crushing performance in the second round was enough to make up for the insignificant gap in the first round.

Zebulon knew it even better.

If the gap was within 20 points, he could still take the first place with his early advantage. But if the gap was nearly 200 points like now...

If he dared to take the title of first place, he would be removed from the list of candidates for the kingdom's heir the next day.

Damn it! Ursula had won the championship without any problems in the league - he was too embarrassed to participate in another competition in the fifth grade. This failure would not only accompany him for the rest of his life, but would also affect his position in his mother's heart!

In the final, you have to get first place no matter what, and win it cleanly and decisively.

——It would be best if I could fight Edith face to face.

Zebulon narrowed his eyes and looked at the girl who was filling the bag.

The problem was that the opponent was a freshman. If she won, it would be her due, but if she lost, her reputation would be ruined. She had already stood on the moral high ground and won all the way to the finals. Whether she won or lost in the end, she would get everyone's attention.

Then lose.

The other party seemed to sense something, stopped what he was doing, and looked up at him.

That was the first time Zebulon saw impatience in the eyes of his peers.

There was no respect, no flattery of being looked at, but rather an impatience of "could you please stop looking at me?"

Zebulon: "......"

Good, you should hope you don't meet me in the final.

His low pressure made it hard for the people around him to breathe. His teammates dared not even breathe, and bowed their heads to pray that His Royal Highness the Prince would not take his anger out on them.

But students who live further away don’t have this concern.

After they recovered from their shock, they excitedly discussed Zebulon's failure. Ursula led the other assistants and began to count the results of each group.

Ursula took the initiative to find Joe.

"Please submit your materials."

"No, I'm not the captain."

The other person sat casually on a rock at the edge of the cliff and used his feet to push the gravel on the ground towards the cliff.

But Ursula didn't listen to her explanation. She stepped forward, grabbed the man's cloak, and pulled it back hard.

—The bundle of wands rolled to the ground like firewood.

"My magic wand!" Amy, who was restrained by her hands and feet, finally saw her treasure and rushed towards Joe howling.

Everyone in Edith's group woke up at this time.

"Explain." Ursula stood up straight, her tone gradually becoming colder, "There is no rule that allows students to kill each other."

"I didn't." Jo looked up innocently, "There's no rule against picking up students' lost wands."

Ursula's face was gloomy, and she finally said nothing and returned the wand to Edith's team.

The people around fell silent for a moment, watching the dispute unfold quietly. When the storm subsided, they began to whisper.

Edith didn't have any idea. After all, there was no surveillance this time, and Joe's actions were not recorded, so it was unlikely that he would be punished directly. But it didn't matter. It was best to get the things back. As long as we intensified the surveillance, the other party would definitely reveal a flaw.

......

Everyone in the fifth grade group was sweating profusely—except Marlowe.

As soon as he left the cave, he found Ursula standing nearby and reported the news of Edith's group to her. Her Royal Highness seemed surprised and looked him up and down for several times before responding, "I see. Thank you."

Marlowe was confused and returned to the team holding the bag in triumph.

Their group initially only scored in the early 20s, but because they blew up the magic circle and fished out several materials buried in the magic circle from underneath, their score jumped to 73 points.

The captain walked around with his chest puffed out. After confirming that he had not heard the highest score, he felt so proud that he almost flew off the ground. He boasted to his teammates: "My decision was indeed correct!"

Not only does it eliminate potential opponents, but it also brings yourself high scores, killing two birds with one stone!

Several teammates started to praise him.

Everyone was there to shamelessly participate in the competition a second time, and they cared about the results more than anything else.

Marlowe frowned and stood alone, feeling uncomfortable.

Hopefully that first-year team is alright.

"Is there any team with a score above 100?"

But until the cave door was about to close, those people still didn't come out.

Marlowe frowned as he watched Zebulon raise his hand. Seeing the captain's momentum weaken, he put away the bag in dismay.

"It's okay, at least we are second." He comforted himself and looked forward to the leader continuing to ask about the results.

Edith's team also rushed out at this time.

"!" Marlowe covered his mouth in surprise and forced himself to suppress his excitement. He turned around and looked in the direction of the captain when the other party said "wait".

The man was completely frozen in place, his legs went limp, and he actually fell forward.

His teammates hurriedly helped him up. His face, which had fallen into the mud, was dirty and his skin, which had been cut by stones, was bleeding continuously and mixed with the mud, appearing wet.

He was so embarrassed, as if the high spirits he had just had never existed.

That’s it. This year’s league journey ends here.

Marlowe sighed, and relaxed his shoulders half in regret and half in relief.

However, unexpectedly, after seeing the students who snatched the wand and were let go, the captain cheered up again.

He wiped his face clean and emphasized to his teammates over and over again: "There is no visual transmission array inside, and there is no surveillance inside."

"Nobody knows. Nobody."

Compared to his teammates who were so nervous that their legs were shaking, he seemed particularly calm when the inspectors came. The other party simply counted the number and was about to leave. He just breathed a sigh of relief, but ran into Ursula head-on.

The princess of the same grade seemed very curious about them for some reason. She stretched out her hand to the helper and said, "73? That's so high. Let me see."

The attention of people around was drawn to it.

The fifth-grade captain's heart suddenly started to ring alarm bells: "No, no need, time is so tight now, why not go back and -"

"—I said, give it to me."

Ursula's voice suddenly dropped.

The captain's back was instantly soaked with sweat.

He could only watch the assistant hand the bag to her. Although he knew there was no flaw, he was still inexplicably nervous. He could only distract the inspector by talking non-stop: "Why, Your Highness doesn't believe in our results?"

"Although we, as fifth graders, are not supposed to come back to compete, we all rely on ourselves in the competition, and there is no cheating."

He became more and more confident as he spoke, his chin gradually raised: "Every piece of material here was dug out from the cave bit by bit by our team!"

What a great effort!

Ursula chuckled, "No cheating?"

"All of them, dug out bit by bit?"

Sensing the increasing number of gazes around her, Ursula picked up a gray grass from the bag and raised it into the air: "Are you saying that you picked the Laman grass that only grows on the seabed in the cave?"

The captain's mind suddenly went blank.

Hearing exclamations and laughter from all around, his face turned pale, but he subconsciously started to explain: "This place might have been the bottom of the sea in ancient times—"

Ursula didn't listen to his explanation. She put the gray grass back into the bag and picked up a small piece of red unknown object from it: "You mean, you dug up the finished snowwood bark in the cave that has been processed, baked, dissolved in medicine, and so on?"

"You found an egg pancake in the hen's nest, didn't you?"

Exaggerated laughter suddenly rang out all around.

It's not that Ursula's metaphor is so funny, but that the behavior is so stupid. How can someone not even understand how to cheat?

The fifth-grade captain's face was pale and his eyes were dull.

The laughter swept through his brain, completely crushing the last bit of his self-esteem. His league journey was finally stopped in the second round, and he didn't know what kind of punishment he would experience after returning to the academy.

......

After three days of indescribable competition, Edith finally succeeded in standing in the middle of the teleportation array and returned to the academy.

She was so tired that her whole body ached, and all she wanted to do was lie down on the bed and have a good sleep.

"Why is the academy so quiet?" She put her arm around Heda's shoulders, her eyes almost closing. "Isn't it time for get out of class to end?"

"I've been out for three days, so I can't catch up with the news." Heda shook his head. "All the teachers were called away by the palace. And since the quarterly exams are coming up soon, we gave everyone a day off to study freely."

"They are all in the library and classrooms. No one comes out."

Edith suddenly came to her senses.

"All the teachers were called away?" she repeated. "Why?"

"I don't know, but my great-grandfather said it's nothing serious, so it shouldn't be a big problem." Heda didn't know either, "Forget it, it's a good holiday, you can have a few days off, don't drag your illness to the exam hall."

Edith didn't want to let it go. "I'll go take a look." She struggled to stand up and walked towards the teacher's office.

"Eh, no, there's no one there!" Heda chased after him in panic, "I checked before I came here today--"

A black figure suddenly appeared right in front of the two of them.

Hedda: “…”

Heda: “!!!”

It's the new civilian Potions professor!

"Edith!" she whispered urgently. "Come back soon!"

She had heard that this teacher was extremely fierce and showed no mercy in class, so how could he possibly answer personal questions!

Edith seemed not to hear her call. She ran to the front, stood in front of Shelly, and bowed respectfully, "Teacher Scott, I want to see Dean Keith - where is she?"

Shelly stopped.

His eyes paused at Edith's hand on her chest, then swept across her golden hair, and were silent for a few seconds.

"She's not here." He opened his mouth, "All of us have been called away by Her Majesty the Queen to prepare the test questions for her selection of this year's court wizard. My part has been completed, and she will have to wait for a day or two."

Hedda's mouth slowly opened into an O shape.

Isn't it said that this professor is particularly unkind? Why is he so kind?

Are the rumors not accurate?

Edith thanked him naturally, walked back and took Hedda, who was still standing there in a daze, away. But Shelly did not turn around and leave, his eyes followed her back until she disappeared.

He couldn't let go of his experiment, so he rushed back to the college in the early morning. Unexpectedly, he happened to see Edith's eyelids moving slightly.

He thought the other person was about to wake up, but it only lasted a few seconds, like a dream, disappearing in a flash.

Before dawn, he returned to the palace disappointedly. On the way, he met the dean of the School of Magic Circles, and learned that at the same time when he encountered the miracle, the first-year team in the promotion competition venue encountered a crisis, and Ursula sent him a message asking for help.

…will there be any connection?

…

Royal capital, imperial palace.

"The promotion competition is over..."

Queen Campbell fiddled with the pearls on the plate and looked at the guards who were delivering the message below. "So everyone managed to leave the cave in the end?"

The man nodded.

Queen Campbell's face showed no emotion: "I understand."

She waved her hand and told the guard to leave, but the guard remained where he was, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Any more news?"

"Regarding the results of the promotion competition."

Tsk, here again to flatter and receive reward.

Queen Campbell raised her arm slightly, intending to ask the maid to bring a tray of jewels to reward the guards. Although she knew the result without having to guess, after all, although her son was slightly inferior to her daughter, he was still much more capable than others. However, the necessary procedures still had to be followed -

“First place this year was taken by a first-year team, captained by Edith Griffin.”

"Reward—what?"