Chapter 15 Assessment [Edit]

No one knew who first discovered the confrontation between the Third Prince and the chief student of the military academy, but the pond, which had usually been deserted, was gradually crowded with people who came to watch the fun.

The third prince was even happier now.

He was out to slap the Coman family in the face this time. Seeing the freshmen whispering among themselves, he cleared his throat and said, "Senior Fran, even if you frame me, it won't change the fact that your abilities have declined and you're no longer qualified to be the head teacher."

The third prince was waiting with a smile to see the usually strict and respectable chief of the military academy become humiliated and ugly.

[This villain's words are really infuriating. It's a good sign that Fran, for a protagonist, is well-mannered!] 011 Every villain system was infuriated by his sassy demeanor. [Just wait, the protagonist is already thinking about how to bring you down.]

[After a while, you will have to go to the border to mine and train your troops!]

011 looked at the psychological activities of the protagonist Fran in the plot and nodded with great satisfaction. He was waiting to see the protagonist Long Aotian slapped in the face.

Fran was a little surprised to hear this, but then he thought that this was just an illusion he had created, and it was normal to know what he was thinking at the moment.

He didn't take these words to heart and was about to speak when he suddenly realized that something was wrong with the follower named Eugene.

The other person's right trouser pocket was bulging.

Noticing his gaze, Eugene's face turned pale as he was discovered and he quickly covered his eyes, but the other party just glanced at him lightly and quickly looked away.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt his body losing control.

Eugene was bound by mental power and reached into his pocket in panic under the gaze of everyone. Then, with trembling fingers, he took out a small glass bottle, and the silver-white potion in it was like a galaxy.

[Wow!] 011 jumped up at the sight. [The protagonist actually figured it out! He's not an idiot!]

When the little panda saw this scene, he actually didn't understand why the protagonist couldn't see such a big bottle dangling in his pocket.

"..." Fran pretended not to hear. He looked at the surprised Third Prince calmly, "Your Highness, this medicine seems to be a controlled substance."

The symbol on the bottle is particularly eye-catching.

He didn't expect those words to come true, but the other party seemed to have missed something. To reach his current level of poisoning, half a bottle of Natov diluent was needed.

And this bottle is still full.

Eugene had regained consciousness by then. He looked at the bottle of medicine with a genuine feeling of grievance, "Mr. Fran, please believe me, I really didn't poison you!"

He was so scared that he knelt on the ground and trembled.

[This bottle of medicine doesn't look like it's been used much, but the plot clearly shows it was the Third Prince's doing.] 011 hadn't expected this to happen. He took out the script again and took a look. It was indeed the Third Prince who had approved it.

They also deliberately sent the relatively unknown Eugene, so that even if others met him, they would not remember his face.

011 was now interested. Eugene's mental strength was even lower than that of an ordinary person. Curiously, he jumped off the host, turned into a ball of light, merged into Eugene's body, and then floated out holding a script.

"Let me check." The red panda studied it with his paws. When he saw the third paragraph, his eyes widened in surprise. "It's not him!"

Eugene was rather timid. After sneaking into the living room, he did not dare to really give Fran the Natov potion. He just threw in a little bit of aphrodisiac that he had stolen from home, which could not achieve the same effect as Fran had now.

So who else has a grudge against the protagonist at this stage?

While he was thinking, 011 suddenly noticed that the people around him suddenly made way as if they had discovered something. A serious middle-aged man in formal attire approached with a few people. "Your Highness, I'm here to apologize to you on behalf of this unfilial son."

His tone was very sincere, and his entourage, including the old man with a goatee who looked very old behind him, also bowed.

This incident left everyone around confused.

"Why is he apologizing on Senior Fran's behalf? Wasn't the potion found on the Third Prince's entourage? How did it become Senior Fran's fault?"

"But Fran is a truly competent father. Even at his age, he still comes to clean up his son's mess."

"Who says it isn't?"

…

Fran stood alone outside the crowd. He had long been accustomed to this absurd scene. He was always a pawn in the hands of his so-called relatives.

Facing his father's scolding, even though he was already an adult, he felt as if he had returned to that cold winter midnight many years ago.

It seems like he was alone from beginning to end.

"Why don't you come over and apologize to His Highness the Third Prince? Where have your manners gone?" The middle-aged man's expression remained serious, like a helpless and loving father. "Since you are not feeling well, we should go back and recuperate properly, and not implicate others."

It seemed like a way out, but the conflict shifted to Fran as usual.

Just as he was about to say something else, the young man's voice suddenly rang in his ears again, "Oh, I didn't see there was another part at the end. It turns out Eugene saw who poisoned him."

[Scars at the corners of his eyes, old age, goatee…]

[Huh?] 011 was so frightened that he almost dropped his book. He looked at the old man next to the middle-aged man, [Isn't this Fran's father's old butler who was in cahoots with him?!]

It turns out that the protagonist was poisoned by his own father.

[These two old men can’t do anything good every day...]

The red panda's mouth was covered again.

Lu Tai looked at the ball in his arms feeling a little helpless. How could he have learned these strange terms without noticing?

After hearing these words, Fran, who was originally in a depressed mood, became even more depressed and a little helpless. How could someone curse at others and act like a spoiled child?

Regardless of the other party's identity, he will remember this favor.

"Father, Butler Nader, did you know that there is a small recorder in that reception room?" Fran knew that he should withdraw all his attention, but his eyes involuntarily turned to the location of the voice.

I glanced at the crowd again with an inexplicable feeling.

Eugene, who was not far away, seemed to suddenly remember something when he heard this, and his brain suddenly started working, "I was just passing by, and I accidentally saw the butler poisoning Mr. Fran."

"I didn't want to alert the enemy so I didn't say anything..."

In fact, he was afraid that the Third Prince would know that he did not dare to poison the prince out of fear. Eugene secretly glanced at the Third Prince, and sure enough, the other party was staring at him viciously.

However, the Third Prince also knew that this guy had grown up by not telling the truth at this time, and his vicious gaze once again turned to the master and servant whose expressions suddenly changed.

The third prince just wanted to slap the Koman family in the face, but he didn't expect these people to be so shameless.

These two guys even used him as a gun.

Fran is such a miserable guy that he was pushed out by his own father to calm his anger.

"So this is how things are. There's no need for you two to engage in empty arguments." The Third Prince was vindictive. His dissatisfaction with his uncle, coupled with the anger he felt at being tricked today, combined with his rage, he chuckled in anger. "Didn't I say there's a recorder? We'll see once we take a look."

Anyway, that idiot didn't dare to poison, so the only thing left in the scene was the old butler.

The middle-aged man's face changed. He didn't dare to bet whether there was a recorder in the room. When he was trying hard to find a way to reverse all this, the young man next to him suddenly covered his chest and cried out in pain.

"Cousin, how could you allow others to slander your uncle? Do you really believe he would do that?" The young man was pale and half-knelt on the ground, breathing heavily. "My uncle is so busy. As soon as he heard that you were in trouble, he immediately dropped his work and came to find you. And you still doubt him..."

The middle-aged man was also anxious when he saw this scene. "Did you bring the medicine, Ned? Take the special medicine quickly."

Ned, looking as if he was almost out of breath, fumbled to take out the medicine bottle, took out white pills as big as a fingernail, and stuffed them into his mouth one by one.

"Fran, you know Ned's genetic disease, why are you still so angry with him?" The middle-aged man was sweating anxiously, "He originally had a genetic abnormality because of you!"

Now the people around him also became hesitant.

"His father has always been very responsible. He doesn't look like someone who would do such a thing. If he doesn't trust his own father, how can he believe what an outsider says?"

"His cousin is a nice guy, and he doesn't seem to be lying."

"I feel like the Chief is going a bit too far."

…

In the chaos, Fran's eyelashes drooped.

Everyone said that Ned should have achieved better results, but his unstable 3S-level talent and the fact that he was kidnapped at the age of two happened to interfere with his aunt who was pregnant next door, which led to his cousin's genetic disease.

All this tragedy is his fault.

He should have gotten used to it by now, as these words had been with him for most of his life as long as he could remember.

Fran calmly felt the sudden changes in the gazes and whispers of the people around him as usual. He moved his fingertips, inexplicably trying to distinguish the familiar voice from them.

Even if the boy hadn't left by now, he would definitely hate him.

Fran unconsciously clenched his fists.

But at this moment, he inexplicably felt something rubbing against his palm which was too numb to feel pain.

A sweet boy's voice rang out.

[What an idiot! What could possibly be wrong with Ned? That so-called miracle drug smells so strongly of milk, and humans can't even smell it! But it smells really delicious!]

[Next time he buys it and puts it in a medicine bottle, I'll steal the packaging bag and see what brand of milk tablets smells so good!]

…

Most of the people present were just there to watch the fun.

Most of them watched silently, but there was also a small group who had long been fed up with Fran's cold personality and just wanted to take this opportunity to step on him hard.

Standing at the innermost part of the crowd, a young man with short flaxen hair dyed with highlights snorted, his face full of ill intent.

"Chief, how come your cousin is so angry that he has become ill? You don't think he is here to steal your chief position, do you?" Although he felt that it would be difficult for this cousin to steal Fran's position with his level.

But now it's good to use it to stimulate this pretentious guy who pretends to be cool all day long.

011 laments the human ability to confuse right and wrong. "If I hadn't known Fran was the protagonist, I would have believed he was so evil. Now the victim has become the perpetrator."

The red panda was watching the fun with real emotion and felt very angry.

Lu Tai touched the red panda's head. Seeing Ned's indignant look, he didn't want to say anything more. He just looked at Ned trying to get up from the ground and silently threw a stone wrapped in subtle mental power towards his ankle.

Everyone present was so absorbed in the farce that for a moment no one seemed to notice what was happening.

The next second, Ned wailed and fell to the ground again because he didn't stand firmly. The milk slice in his hand fell to the ground in a very coincidental parabola and hit the mouth of the flaxen short-haired young man directly.

"Cough cough cough..." He fell to his knees and almost fainted.

011 looked at the human coughing non-stop, his face flushed red as he instantly became smug. [Shut up! Rotten eggs! Banana peels on the ground! Dropped yogurt lids!]

He wagged his tail and punched the human twice to vent his anger.

"Host, you're amazing! You just used so little mental energy, no one would have noticed." 011 was satisfied and returned to his sweet-mouthed panda state.

Just as everyone was loving each other, Fran in the crowd looked calmly at the stones on the ground.

The next moment, he felt a hard touch from his palm. Without even looking at it, he used his mental power to crush it into dust, and then the last trace of mental fluctuation disappeared in an instant.

"Cough cough cough...what is this thing!" The young man with short flaxen hair finally coughed it out.

He smacked his lips twice, his eyes suddenly noticing the pills and bottles scattered on the ground. "Is this Ned's medicine? Why is it sweet? Like the milk pills my nephew loves to eat? I can't even smell what the ingredients are in it."

The young man is an S-level talent after all, so his five senses shouldn't be so dull.

Some pharmaceutical ingredients simply have a strong smell.

"Ned, and father, please explain what genetic disease requires milk tablets to control the condition." Listening to the indignation of the young man speaking for him, Fran's eyebrows softened unconsciously, and he picked up a coin from the ground and shook it in the air.

Fran's father was also startled by his suddenly gloomy look.

Did he already know his plan?

No, it's impossible.

The middle-aged man tried to brace himself. He had never expected something like this to suddenly pop up. "Are you suspecting that our whole family is lying to you?"

He is an unqualified chess piece, and he must find a suitable reason to completely resolve this hidden danger.

Fran's emotions sank a little bit, and the calmer his expression became. He didn't want to expose his wounds in front of everyone and argue with these people rudely.

"Father, I will submit the recorder evidence to His Royal Highness the Third Prince and have Ned taken to the hospital for a thorough physical examination."

He stared calmly at the middle-aged man's suddenly changing expression and calmly tapped the computer a few times, his tone so calm that it seemed as if he was talking about someone else's business.

No one expected the plot to unfold like this, and their eyes towards Fran gradually changed.

The pale-faced middle-aged man, being looked at with disgust, knew this was not the right time to explain. Seeing a group of people coming to take Ned away, he quickly said, "I'll go with you."

There is definitely a chance for a comeback!

"I didn't expect it to be so lively today? Then I'll join in too." The third prince looked at the middle-aged man who was pretending to be calm and smiled, clapped his hands, and two tall and strong guards walked out from behind him.

Then, in the face of their horrified expressions, he half-forced several people onto the small hovercraft.

Fran watched the scene calmly, the young man's voice ringing in her ears again. "The protagonist is actually questioning his father. Has he finally figured out the rumors this man fabricated about his mother? Is this a pretext for embezzling his assets?"

[Or did the protagonist find out that his father secretly poisoned his mother's medicine?]

011 I didn’t expect the protagonist to be so strong in combat.

After hearing these words, Fran's originally calm expression instantly became gloomy.

Staring at the middle-aged man's back was like looking at a dead person.

——

Perhaps because bullying Ned and Fran's father was considered a bad thing, 011 found that the task progress had increased by another 1%, and the points were still divided equally and deposited into the account.

The little panda was delighted at the moment he felt warm.

Lu Tai didn't want too many people to occupy the red panda's attention, so he carried him back into the room. He changed his clothes and prepared to find a place to sit down and wait for the welcome party to end, but he found someone sitting down.

[Huh? The protagonist is here. It's been so long, I thought he was crying.] 011 lay on the host's lap, chin in hand and laughing.

Perhaps because he changed his clothes, the fragile aura on Fran disappeared, and the faint white light of the light brain further weakened his already small popularity.

He felt somewhat helpless listening to the familiar voice, and he also understood that the other party was probably not human, as he always spoke without restraint.

Fran unconsciously paid attention to his surroundings, and at the same time opened the email to read the message that had just been sent. It was a mission outline, a relatively simple C-level mission.

He was about to reply when he suddenly heard a familiar sweet voice coming from beside him again.

[So that's the mission.]

[Fran was absent from the grade-level exam because of this. It seems someone else was appointed as the grade-level invigilator. As a result, for unknown reasons, the exam resulted in heavy casualties and became a top-secret file.]