Tyrant Code

Three years later.

It's spring again.The ground is covered with lush green grass, and the blue lake surface ripples with the breeze blowing, making the wall bricks of the Moonstone Palace whiter and whiter.

In a certain classroom, a short tutor in a white robe sits behind the desk, his eyes slightly squinted, his head dangling little by little, as if he could fall asleep at any time.Dozens of students sat neatly under the stage, all wearing badges with their names engraved on their chests, and each of them was writing hard on the examination paper with a quill pen.

Suddenly, a young man sitting by the window stopped the pen in his hand and closed the examination paper in his hand.The morning light shines through the glazed window, just projecting on his side face, coating his short black hair with a light golden halo.He packed up his things, stood up quietly, and walked to the podium——woke up the sleeping instructor with a low voice.

"Teacher, wake up quickly." He said softly.

"...Ah, it's Gordo. Just keep your papers by my hand. I won't see you off, go out by yourself." The tutor regained consciousness a little, yawned lightly, and put His exam papers were brought up in front of him and pressed down with a book, then he waved his hand at Gordo nonchalantly.

"Then I'll go first, Mentor Lanstein." Gordon said with some helplessness, "You should also pay more attention to rest."

The short man waved at him as if he didn't want to hear more, adjusted his posture wearily, and fell asleep again in a blink of an eye.

Mentor Lanstein is a tutor in the Blacksmithing Department, responsible for imparting the basic knowledge of blacksmithing.He also came to teach the students in the elite class a few times, but most of the time he was still teaching the students in the ordinary class, and he was busy pondering his own research in the alchemy workshop.If he didn't still want to receive the salary of the tutor of the seminary, he would like to spend 24 hours a day in the workshop - but today he has to go to the examination room to invigilate the examination.

Because today is the day when the junior students who entered three years ago hold the promotion exam.As long as they pass this exam, they can formally participate in the study of intermediate courses and are called "intermediate students".If all goes well, they will move out of the Moonstone Palace this summer and enter the headquarters of the seminary to study.

However, this upgrade assessment is really meaningless to the few students in the elite class.The courses they usually study have already surpassed the intermediate level.It's just that although the tutors in the college provided them with the opportunity to study ahead, they didn't raise their grades in advance, but arranged for them to take the upgrade exam with other students.

Goldo's test today is the "primary application of runes" in blacksmithing.After finishing this exam, he has already completed all the exams.

And from a conservative point of view, he should be able to get full marks in all subjects.

The four students in the elite class were scattered in various examination rooms. At lunch time, they all met again in the cafeteria—in the past three years, all their important or heated discussions were done at the dining hall table. .

"How did you do in the exam today? I think the test paper is easier than I thought." Three years later, Celia, who has gradually turned into a curvaceous girl, dug a spoonful of mashed potatoes and said, "I I felt a little unbelievable when I was doing the questions... I even stopped at some places where I shouldn't stop thinking. I always suspected that there were some traps buried in the questions, but in the end, I found that I was thinking too much."

Paul, who was sitting next to her, nodded with lingering fear: "I have the same feeling."

"I think you two have read too much, and you're going to be stupid." Sai Lun sneered mercilessly.

"Then how do you think you performed this time? Can you get full marks in all of them?...No. It's no fun to keep struggling with these low-difficulty exams." Xilia said, "But why do I think that even if it is so difficult? You can't even get full marks for a low exam, Your Highness?"

Salem: "..."

Salem didn't speak.

Because in the past three years, his written grades have been unilaterally suppressed by Xilia for a long time.His grades are certainly excellent, but compared with the other three elite class students who have been in the top three for a long time, they are not enough.Originally, he was a paladin, and his excellent qualities could only be displayed in actual combat. However, the practice of the temple was not to perform some purification techniques, or to perform some prayer magic. These Xilia are also fully proficient, and they can't show it at all. Sai Lun's advantage in actual combat.

... But originally, the job of a priest is not to fight, and high strength alone is not enough.

Sai Lun silently recited "Don't care about girls" several times in his heart, then turned his gaze to Gordo, and found that Gordo was reading a book while drinking soup, so he stretched out his hand to read the book. It was closed: "It's lunch time now, so don't work so hard. Relax a little bit." He turned the cover of the book and read out the title of the book, "..."His Royal Highness Dote on the Young Master Qianjin"? What is this thing?"

Goldo drank the soup calmly: "You can find out by yourself."

"It sounds like the name is quite a vulgar work." Sai Lun frowned and opened the title page of the book.

"I've heard of this. It was written by a school girl who just entered last year in our seminary, but the sales volume is unexpectedly hot. Recently, almost every boudoir girl in the royal capital has a copy. It has been serialized to the third part. ’” Celia interjected, “but I haven’t had time to watch it all the time.”

"I didn't intend to read it at all. But Alfield forced it to me and insisted on me to read it with a blushing face. After I finished reading it, I asked him what he meant, and he told me that one of the prototypes of the story actually It's me..." Goldo took a deep breath, "I'm trying to find the similarities between me and the protagonist of this novel."

"Then... are you His Highness or Young Master Qianjin?" Paul asked curiously.

"His Royal Highness set in it is a ruthless character with a gods and ghosts. I don't think it's like me. But the young master is too weak and cries at every turn. I just read a book, and he is enough I have cried thirteen times." Gordon shook his head tiredly.

Paul said with a puzzled expression: "Then the Highness in this novel is..." As he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Sai Lun, his face flushed suddenly, and he choked a mouthful of food in his throat, almost holding back his breath .

Salem: "..."

There was a moment of silence at the dining table.

"...So the characters in this work are actually based on you?" Xi Liya looked disillusioned, "This is obviously a cruel and sweet love work between the cold-faced prince and young master Pianpian. It's over, I I was really looking forward to this work, but now I have completely lost sight of it.”

Sai Lun took a deep breath, forced a lethal smile: "...me, and him? Who wrote this crap?"

"Calm down, you can't rush over and beat the other party. The other party is a girl, and she's our school girl." Xilia warned him solemnly, "But...the facts about you last time were spread too widely. School girls will have such associations...you can't blame others. Who told you not to pay attention to it?"

Salem: "Where do we usually have—"

Celia: "I know that you are just ordinary classmates. But your highness, why don't you stay in your room and go to Goldo's room every three days? More than one person happened to bump into him in the morning. You came out of Gordon's room. But your relationship is not so good that you have to talk by candlelight."

Sai Lun said impatiently: "That's not because—" But halfway through the words, he stopped by himself, not knowing how to continue.

"...No, you stumbled in explaining in front of us." Xilia covered her face in disbelief, "Is it true that you two..."

"There is nothing between the two of us." Gordon sighed softly, "To untie the bell, we need someone to tie the bell. I have already consulted with that school girl, and she will not write this series of works in the future. .”

Xilia: "... What dirty means did you use to dampen other people's enthusiasm for creation? That school girl serialized it for free for everyone to see, and she said that she must continue to update it as long as she lives."

"I just tactfully stated to her that there is really nothing between me and Sai Lun, and then I used my class notes from the past three years as an exchange." Goldo said calmly.

Celia: "..."

After a moment of silence, Xilia gave him a thumbs up: "You even sacrificed your own notes. It's amazing."

"Otherwise what else can we do?" Gordon said.

After the show ended, the four of them set off from the cafeteria and returned to the dormitory.

On the way back to the dormitory, Paul was concentrating on thinking about a certain topic from the book, when suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder from behind——

"Hey Paul!"

Paul's body trembled slightly, and after regaining his composure, he calmly replied: "...Celia. "

Looking back, it was indeed her.

After three years, because Xilia attacked suddenly at every turn, his psychological quality has been trained to be quite strong.

"What's the matter with you?" Paul asked her.

"...Paul." Celia's expression suddenly became serious, she stretched out her hand to support Paul's shoulder, her honey-colored eyes were full of determination, "Aren't you really curious... Sairon What is the reason for appearing in Gordon's room every time?"

Paul: "..."

Paul: "Um, maybe it's because they have a good relationship that they want to sleep in the same bed?"

Celia: "It's not impossible. But! I always feel that he has something to hide from us!"

Paul smiled a little shyly: "Even so... I think, since they don't want us to know, we shouldn't investigate too much."

Xilia: "...that's right." As she spoke, she took out a bag from her schoolbag, "Since that's the case, let's just expose this matter. This is for you. I made it myself cookies."

Paul blushed slightly, and replied in a whisper, "...Thank you."

that night.

The full moon shines brightly.

Gordon was sitting at the table writing a letter to Atrium when suddenly there was a knock on the door.He got up to open the door, and saw a figure in a cloak in the dim night.The black cloak covered the man from head to toe, except for one hand—because the man was holding an oil lamp in his hand.

Goldo: "... What kind of new clothes are you wearing?"

"You let me in first." The black cloak said under his throat.

Gordon raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned sideways to make room for him to pass through the door.

After the person came in, Goldo closed the door, just as the person took off his cloak, his golden hair was drenched in sweat, and was gently pressed against his forehead——

It was Seren who came.

Sai Lun: "I don't want to either. But both of us have been rumored like that, we must take some measures to save our reputation."

Goldo: "Are you sure this is saving my reputation? I think if you come a few more times, people will suspect that I am harboring a dark wizard."

Sai Lun twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Forget it, don't mention this for now. Have you brought everything I want?" Goldo asked in a low voice.

Sai Lun took a deep breath: "I brought it."

Then he took out his satchel and poured out the things one by one from inside.String, two apples, clean white cloth...

Gordon turned his head and looked at the moon outside the window: "Okay, don't dawdle, let's start."

He picked up the rope... With Sai Lun's death-defying gaze, he wrapped the rope around his limbs bit by bit, and then gagged his mouth with a white cloth.

Time passed quietly, and a white, transparent moonlight shot into the window sill, illuminating the clean floor.

Suddenly, the boy's low roar and the creaking of the bed board resounded in the room.

Sai Lun, who was tied up into rice dumplings, lay on Goldo's bed and struggled desperately, his eyes were covered with bright red bloodshot eyes, and an ominous blue-purple color gradually climbed to his forehead.

Gordo, who was sleeping on the floor wrapped in a blanket, yawned and got up. He stretched out his hand and sang a few words in a low voice. A white rune condensed in his palm, and then it was patted on Sai Lun's forehead.Sai Lun rolled his eyes, immediately fell silent, and fell into a coma.

Gordon who was woken up: "..."

In fact, Sai Lun frequently appeared in his room recently because the curse on him was getting stronger and stronger, and it was very dangerous when no one was on duty.

The matter of the curse cannot be known to outsiders, so I can only trouble Godo.

He sighed, walked to the desk, picked up an apple brought by Sai Lun, and lightly took a bite.

The aroma of apples and the sweet juice bloomed on the tip of his tongue.

This is a royal tribute sent by Archide to their prince.A certain city in Archid is famous as the hometown of apples, and the apples produced there are the best apples in the whole continent.

While gnawing on the apple, Gordon looked at Sai Lun who had fallen into a deep sleep, thinking, he might as well put poison in another apple, hand the poisoned apple to Sai Lun tomorrow, and forget about poisoning him.