I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 24 Reassessment

Lancelot walked into the hall with his escort. Mayor Robert sat on an armchair with a serious expression and looked at the boy from head to toe.

Although Lancelot is short and thin, his facial features are quite handsome, especially his long silver hair that is very conspicuous.

For some unknown reason, he hated this weird hair color very much. When Lancelot approached him, this adverse reaction became more intense.

Lancelot also looked at the top official of this town. Robert's head was completely bald, and his gray eyes shone with a cunning light. His facial features were the same as his figure, and there was nothing worth mentioning.

The guard led Lancelot to Robert. Robert waved his hand. The guard bowed respectfully and turned around and walked out.

"Bang!" The door was slammed shut, and now only Robert and Lancelot were left in the hall.

"Hello, Lord Mayor." Lancelot greeted him awkwardly but politely, and saluted like a guard.

Roberton pretended to have an amiable expression: "Lancelot, it's a pleasure to see you again."

Lancelot had no reaction to this. He rarely talked to others and remained silent most of the time.

"Haha, long time no see, you have grown so tall." Robert is usually an eloquent old fox, but when facing Lancelot, he was a little speechless.

His eyes never left the boy's hair.

"Yes." Lancelot nodded. He noticed that the other person had been staring at his hair.

"Child, do you remember the last time you saw me?"

"It should have been two years ago."

"Yes, I did a talent assessment on you at that time."

"Yes." The boy nodded in agreement, and then said: "I'm here this time to ask you to help me test it again."

After hearing the boy's words, Rob chuckled: "I don't think it's necessary."

——

Robb still remembered the scene at that time, when Luther brought Lancelot to ask him to conduct a qualification test. At first, he refused.

First of all, he couldn't stand this white-haired bastard who appeared out of nowhere. In addition, the witch forced him to take in Lancelot, and he was not willing to help him do such a thankless task.

Secondly, judging from various previous signs, Lancelot is most likely the illegitimate son of a witch, and it seems that due to some special reasons, he cannot be raised personally.

If this is the case, Lancelot's talent is at least at an excellent level, and it is not impossible to reach excellence or even higher.

On the other hand, Rob, as the lowest-end junior wizard in the wizard class, his own talent is only good.

Even though he studied magic day and night after becoming a wizard, it only made him more proficient in the release of low-level magic.

The title of junior wizard gave him a noble status, but also locked his upper limit.

Throughout his life, Rob could only stay in this border town with less than two hundred people. He was destined to miss out on the glory and power that higher-level wizards could enjoy.

Although Rob was not sure of the witch's true identity, he could infer from the strong sense of oppression that the witch exuded when she appeared at the funeral that she had at least reached the level of a high-level wizard.

During his eighteen years as the mayor of Tucker Town, Rob sent away seventeen children who had qualified to meet the admission standards of the Wizarding Academy. The most talented among them had only touched the threshold of excellence.

The talents of ordinary people usually fluctuate around the mediocre range, and it is already very rare to be able to achieve the qualifications to become a wizard.

Rob was worried that the talent of this silver-haired boy was far superior to his. In just a few years, this boy who had just turned ten would be far more powerful than himself.

After all, how miserable Lancelot's life was in Tucker Town, and Rob naturally knew very well that if the boy grew up to be a wizard, he might come back at any time to take his own life.

The director at that time, Luther, wanted to benefit from Lancelot. Wizards meant wealth and power. As the adoptive father of wizards, he could also change the embarrassing situation of the orphanage.

In desperation, Rob had no choice but to announce an evaluation ceremony for Lancelot, who had just turned thirteen. This incident soon became explosive news in the town. Everyone was looking forward to the results of the test, and they were both interested in it.

Curiosity and fear, just like at the funeral.

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Lancelot understood what Robert meant and explained: "I met my mother last night, and she asked me to come here to find you."

"..." When Rob heard this, his whole face was uglier than if he had eaten shit.

Of course he knew who the other party was referring to as mother, so how dare he refuse now.

"Son, but I have already evaluated it for you before." Robb tried to persuade Lancelot to give up his idea.

However, when he saw the other party's firm eyes, he understood everything instantly.

"Could it be that...you got a new talent?"

Lancelot did not intend to deny this, but asked: "What do you think?"

"Damn it!" Rob cursed secretly in his heart, and what he was most worried about actually happened.

After systematic study in the wizard academy, he certainly knew how to capture talents.

The magic circle that seizes talents can only be cast by senior wizards, and it can be said that it has nothing to do with junior wizards.

"If I'm not wrong, you came to me this time to get admission into the Wizarding Academy." Rob glanced at the boy.

"That's right." Lancelot nodded.

"Okay, before the ceremony starts, I still need some time to prepare the magic materials." Rob said, getting up and walking into the study on the left side of the hall, and then the door closed with a sound.

In the study, Rob kept pacing back and forth, his face was ashen, and he told himself that he had to calm down.

Even if Lancelot does get new talents from the witch, it will not pose any threat to his status in the town.

But this time he will not call the townspeople together like last time to announce the results of Lancelot's talent evaluation. If the boy really obtains a powerful talent from the witch, it will inevitably cause problems for the townspeople.

of panic.

"Haha, I want to see how much your talent can be improved overnight." Rob thought that this made him feel a little better, and he took down a transparent crystal ball from the bookshelf.

Rob chanted a few spells in a low voice, and the crystal ball floated in the air.

He opened the door, gestured to Lancelot and said, "Come in."

There is a row of two-meter-high bookshelves in the study room, filled with all kinds of magic books. There is a brown desk on the right side of the door. There are several documents and a high-end feather on the desk.

The pen is inserted diagonally into the dark ink cartridge.

(End of chapter)