The room was utterly silent.
Lecia's image watched him in silence, a hint of complex emotion stirring in the depths of her stern eyes.
She didn't speak, but simply waved a hand.
The five exam papers dissolved into points of light and vanished from the room.
They had clearly been teleported away to be graded.
"Wait here for the results."
Lecia's projection stated.
Allen leaned back calmly against the cold metal chair, closed his eyes, and began to review his performance on the exam in his mind. In the background, DSeek was running data analysis, assessing the potential score for each of his answers.
He wasn't worried about the results.
This theoretical knowledge, which other apprentices saw as an insurmountable chasm, was to him nothing more than the foundational data of a long-completed magic technology tree.
Today, he had merely shown the examiners the most basic roots of that tree.
At the top of the administration center's spire, inside a spacious yet minimalist office.
