Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 296 - 284 Sigrid Starts Supervising the War_1

Wherever her gaze fell, crystal screens glowing with light could be seen.

And on each of those connected screens was a bounty set by Zestira for herself.

Zestira stared at her photo, her mouth slightly open but no words came out for a long time.

"Teacher... you these past two days..."

She lifted her gaze to Lanci beside her, swallowed throatily, finally grasping the severity of the situation.

"I assisted Associate Professor Xido in managing class discipline, thinking they had turned over a new leaf. It appears they are still in their rebellious stage."

Lanci sighed and shook his head.

The system at the Protoss Royal Magic Academy was a far cry from that of Purgatory Corridor Academy. To tackle the issue of students’ mischief fundamentally, it needed to be addressed starting from the students themselves.

"...?"

Zestira could only feel everything had come to naught.

Just how did you torment the senior students to have a collective bounty of over a hundred and thirty thousand academic points?

She couldn’t understand it!

And yet,

"Let’s go, Zestira, there’s a pretty good classroom on the way here."

Lanci appeared calm without a trace of panic. In fact, he even seemed invigorated, as if ready for action, brimming with a desire to do battle.

His energy and laid-back aura served to revive the dispirited Zestira.

The coach was about to enter the field, giving her a vague sense of security.

But this left Zestira completely confused.

She couldn’t tell if it was his mental state or his temperament, but she felt something seemed off about Lanci from the very beginning...

...

The northern side of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy.

A mansion stood alongside the quiet streets, a whole district dedicated to this detached house. It boasted a flourishing garden with a decorative fountain, white moonlit pillars, and high-gloss wooden arches—all manifesting opulence.

Second and third-year students who chose not to participate in the monthly exams would not be penalized with deductions in academic points. But if they chose to participate, they could still earn academic points.

However, for many senior students, the academic points gained from participating in the monthly exams were no longer of any necessity.

Senior students of extremely high status preferred using their privileges to watch the live broadcast of the exam from behind-the-scenes and interfere if needed.

This was their game.

"Look."

Seemingly noticing some changes on the screen, Sigder raised her finger satisfactorily, indicating Gloria to look over.

Gloria raised her head, looking at the screen in confusion.

The screen showed the bounty notice and its name in every corner of the exam area.

The number at the top was changing rapidly without any sign of stopping.

"?"

Gloria turned her head in confusion, staring at the screen right in front of her with her mouth agape.

In the blink of an eye, the number had surpassed ten thousand.

She had almost never seen anyone with such a high bounty.

Every time she thought the number was going to stop, it jumped higher!

Until the number stopped, she gawks for a moment when she saw the total bounty has over a hundred thirty thousand.

Since the foundation of the school.

Even the most defiant students.

There were only a handful who could have six figures of academic points by graduation!

And those capable of reaching the threshold of a hundred thousand academic points, without exception, had all become influential figures in the history of the Protoss Empire, or even the Northern Continent.

For all the students participating in the exam at the moment, a chance to create a legend was right in front of them.

Gloria didn’t dare to imagine how crazy this exam would become!

The very nature of it had changed!

"Ms. Sikder, the Saint, he..."

As a direct subordinate, Gloria stood by with wide eyes, wanted to say something but was unsure how to phrase it.

She seems to have realized the Saint’s talent.

At least in terms of mocking others, he had a talent that was incomprehensible!

"Interesting, only with such a price is he worthy of being my Saint."

Sikder leaned back on her chair, her expression seemingly more satisfied with her Saint.

"Aren’t you worried that something might happen to him?"

Gloria asked.

The saint might have taken this too far!