I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

Ah...just left like that?

Lloyd stayed alone on the rooftop of the tower, feeling that the cold wind blowing around him was full of emptiness and loneliness.

Is there really no forbidden knowledge?

He couldn't help but think of it.

But he immediately shook his head.

This is obviously impossible. Although the distortion system here is in decline now, it must have been very wealthy back then. It could even conduct experiments that resembled saints. The relevant accumulation will definitely not be limited to these ten pages. Forbidden knowledge.

It's just that Professor Hazlade has his own considerations, so he doesn't want to take it out anymore, right?

Maybe it was because of the lessons learned from that mage that made him wish he could be more practical, slower, and calmer?

Lloyd felt that his guess was correct.

In that case, today's class is considered to be over? School is over, can you go back?

Lloyd then took out the synchronized hourglass and looked at the real time outside.

It hasn't even been a few hours...

Forget it, let’s add some points first, and then find a place to summarize today’s gains.

Lloyd divided the attribute points he just obtained into 5 points of [Spiritual Power] and 5 points of [Cognition], maxing both attributes to 290.

Then he nodded with satisfaction, climbed the stairs and left the tower, and kept thinking about the knowledge he just learned today.

This kind of gameplay that can distort the existence form of objects is so tempting that he has no time to think about other details.

........................

At this time, in an empty scene that looked like a theater or a duel, there were bright lights all around, making the place extremely exaggerated.

Surrounded by a circle of theatre-like stands, it is convenient for people to enjoy the shows performed here.

At the top, there is a table that looks like a referee's seat, with various equipment needed for the ring, including scoreboards, alarm clocks, record players, and even peripheral handicaps.

On the seat of the referee's bench, a quill pen and a page of letter paper were floating in the air. The pen moved by itself, and lines of text were written on the letter paper:

"My student Hiltina:

It has been a long time since we last communicated, even in this world. Everything is fine here, and I still remember that I am still a human being.

The students you recommended have successfully enrolled and have shown astonishing talents that are no less than yours. Even I am amazed by them...

But at the same time, I am also full of curiosity. Is this kid human?

The old guy Lawrence thought he was an extraordinary creature with human cognition, or a legacy of some pre-civilization.

You can get along with and treat him as a human being, but don't be surprised or shocked by any actions he can do.

At first, I thought the old guy only cared about research and had never seen the world. Then after teaching him in person today, even I began to believe Lawrence’s judgment...

This boy has a resistance to mental pollution that is no less than that of a saint. Reading forbidden knowledge is as natural and simple to him as breathing.

It only took him two hours to finish the two-month course I prepared, and his mental state was not affected at all.

I had to re-formulate the teaching plan and re-filter the taboo knowledge for him. This was very difficult, especially for me. I have not taught students in person for many, many, many years...

But if we continue at this efficiency, maybe after two months, it will be his turn to teach me as a professor...

This was so astonishing and unbelievable that it gave me a small cognitive shock.

But fortunately, I adjusted it in time, so it's nothing serious and no need to worry.

So...where did you find this guy, or should I say this extraordinary creature? Or the heritage of pre-civilizations? "

At this point, the letter paper just filled the page, and then a new page of paper floated in the air, and the quill continued to write on it:

"But... this kid not only shocked me, but also gave me more surprises and relief!

The hope that human civilization has been waiting for may be in him.

He can become a saint, for sure!

As you know, I have never believed much in Astra's [prophecies]. I have always believed that mankind has a future and hope, and it is held in our own hands!

It's just that we need to find that key, that intersection, or that straw...

That might be [distortion], maybe [space], maybe [magic], maybe [prophecy]

But no matter what, we can't give up hope and accept the so-called [fate]

So you must hold on, my best student! My last pride!

Okay, I unknowingly brought up with you a topic that has been repeated many times in the past. It seems that even I will encounter some nagging symptoms of the elderly.

Well, it’s time for me to continue filtering out taboo knowledge for Lloyd. This guy is like a sponge that can’t get enough, giving me a headache.

So, I hope you can still read this letter from me.

Your mentor and friend, Hazred. "

After writing the last words, the letter folded itself and was stuffed into a pair of envelopes with hot paint. Then the whole letter burned on its own and disappeared into the air in an instant.

The bright lights around the theater were also extinguished, allowing the place to return to darkness and silence.

This is Mizkatok's dean's office, and it is also the highest-standard dueling venue in the entire academy. Every duel staged here will be personally overseen by the dean as the referee.

But most of the time, people who come here to duel come to the referee himself to resolve academic disputes...

Therefore, the number of times the dean sits on the sidelines as a referee is far less than the number of times he personally leaves the field.

........................

"Huh? What are you doing?"

Lloyd was wandering around, sorting out today's knowledge, and then got stuck at lunch time and returned to his luxurious dormitory to prepare lunch for himself and the little cat.

As a result, I saw the little milk cat squatting on the roadside, waving its furry little paws, as if saying goodbye to someone?

Opposite it is a round little fragrant pig, white and clean, with a ring of fine down on its body, which looks very delicious.

The little fragrant pig also shook its head at the little milk cat for a while, and then rolled like a ball into the dormitory that made Lloyd very afraid, the one with all kinds of dangerous plants in the yard.

Isn't this little fragrant pig used to feed those plants?

Lloyd couldn't help but sneered, and then asked the little milk cat:

"Meet new friends?"

"Meow meow meow!"

The little cat danced at him and looked very happy.

"That's good. It's nice to meet new friends. I'm quite worried that you'll be lonely."

Lloyd smiled, picked up the kitten, scratched it, and then went back to the house to cook.