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Chapter 791 - 682: Lanci Will Not Date Talia_3

Christina continued to speak.

"Why does he have so much free time, and even gets to direct the examinations in the eastern region, meow?"

Cat Boss’s eyes widened in surprise.

It felt that Countess Rosalinda was quite amiable; previously, it, alongside Lanci and Tata, had even been cordially entertained by the Countess, so it shouldn’t have offended anyone.

"The Platinum Level Card Makers are plentiful in the western hub area; gathering three examiners is simple. There’s no need to bother him."

Christina shrugged her shoulders, full of helplessness,

"He really hates Migaya that much."

The fundamental reason was still Duke Migaya.

Countess Rosalinda indeed hadn’t offended Lockins, but the Countess and Duke Migaya had always had a good relationship.

So, naturally, Lockins also disliked Countess Rosalinda by association.

It’s said that Lockins, when he became a Platinum Level Card Maker, was originally the center of everyone’s attention. But then Migaya emerged from the comparatively backward eastern region, and it’s like Lockins has always been overshadowed by him since then.

He still hasn’t forgiven Migaya to this day.

"Some audience members, don’t mutter under your breath, thinking I can’t hear you."

The indifferent voice came from the screen; Lockins’s voice, as if piercing through the screen, seemed to be directed towards Count Bathist’s household. Christina startled at first but was then quickly silenced by Mr. Kyle, who pounced to cover her mouth.

"Say less, Christina, he can hear us."

His sister really dared to say anything.

There were obviously audiovisual devices on site that allowed Lockins, who was linked in real-time from the western hub area, to hear the faintest sounds from the venue.

Kyle replied.

In fact, Rocky’s shift had ended just after five, but he stayed a little longer, as if waiting for someone.

...

When Lanci and Tata, having finished their exams, walked out of the Sacred Silvervine Arena, the streets of Parriet were bathed in the afterglow of sunset.

Strolling down the sidewalk of Parriet’s 6th District, they admired the sunset on the distant horizon.

"How was it? The fact that the examiner interrupted for a bit had me worried that you might lose. I didn’t expect that you wouldn’t have to use your full strength after all."

Lanci spoke to Talia beside him.

"Piece of cake."

Upon hearing Lanci’s words that seemed to admire her, Talia glanced at him with a hint of pride.

Today’s second round of assessments was relatively normal.

Usually, in the Platinum Level Card Maker exam, only about one-quarter to one-fifth of the candidates would pass each round.

After three rounds of filtration, often not a single candidate would qualify through two or three cycles.

Today’s first round, "Magic Engineering Principles," saw a majority of the candidates passing, with quite a few even achieving high scores, which was an extremely unusual occurrence.

That’s why the Southern Continent Card Maker’s Association sent an examiner to personally supervise the testing in the eastern region.

"This round, your score seems to be a bit higher than Carlen’s, but in the third round, you still need to beat her by a fair number of points to have a higher average score than her,"

Lanci analyzed for Talia.

Talia probably didn’t see Carlen’s test process in the waiting area, but Lanci had been following the Bathist family’s viewing.