Full-Time Magister: Dark Throne

Chapter 50 Direct Promotion to the Main Campus, Dean Xiao's Conditions

The pitch-black rain of swords lasted for more than a minute, even shearing away a layer of grass beneath Lu Ling.

The once lush grassland was now patchy, evenly covered with a mixture of the blood and filthy slime of the scaly mother demon.

The thick flesh of the scaly demon that Lu Ling had transformed into had been completely melted away by the rain of swords, leaving only the naked Lu Ling curled up in the slime on the ground, unconscious.

"Huff huff huff~~~~"

In the sky, a chaotic gust of air rushed in from the direction of Shanghai, causing the remaining green grass on the ground to bow down.

He An looked up.

A pale-faced man with a pair of eagle-like wings on his back flew in from the direction of Shanghai.

It is the judge Night Hawk who appeared in the original work.

"You are He An?" Night Hawk slowly descended, folding his wings behind him, and scrutinized He An with his sharp, eagle-like eyes.

"Yes." He An nodded. "You must be Judge Nighthawk. I've heard so much about you."

Upon receiving confirmation, Night Hawk smiled and gently patted He An's shoulder with his leather gloves, saying, "How could I be as good as you? You've already defeated all the new students at Pearl Martial Arts Academy while only at the mid-level, and now you've single-handedly stormed the Black Vatican's stronghold and captured the Blue-Robed Deacon alive!"

"I'll speak to the presiding judge and the others. An outstanding young man like you deserves recognition." Night Hawk looked at He An, nodding repeatedly, clearly intending to recruit him. "So, how about it? Want to join our court?"

"Given your performance in this mission, you'll probably be promoted to a full-fledged judge as soon as you get in. Given time, you'll even be a presiding judge," Nighthawk remarked.

"No, I'm used to being free and independent, and I don't want to be bound by the rules of powerful forces," He An replied, shaking his head.

Night Hawk nodded. This was normal. A genius like He An, with his high strength and pride, would most likely build his own power base in the future. He didn't say anything more.

"Five hundred thousand for a gray-robed cultist, nine million for a black-robed priest, and one hundred and twenty million for a blue-robed deacon. This is the price the Inquisition has offered you for this mission. I heard there are other rewards for you, but you'll need to go to Dean Xiao of Pearl Academy to collect them."

Night Hawk picked up Lu Ling, who was lying on the ground, by the neck like a chick, and looked at the sticky substance on his gloves with some disgust. He explained to He An as he walked.

"Alright." He An nodded and asked, "How is the value of the information the blue-robed deacon mentioned calculated?"

Night Hawk looked at He An with some surprise. He thought it was already quite impressive that He An could become a trainee blue-robed at such a young age, but he didn't expect that He An would actually be able to pry information out of the mouth of the blue-robed deacon of the Black Vatican.

He An certainly didn't know anything from Lu Ling. If Lu Ling had anything he wanted to say to He An, it would probably be some vulgar curses.

What He An wanted to present was some information about the Black Vatican from the original work, so that the Inquisition would know some intelligence in advance, which could reduce a lot of casualties.

For example, Xu Zhaoting, and the villagers of Gudu Weiju Village.

"The value of intelligence is hard to estimate. Each piece of intelligence needs to have a specialist calculate its price based on its importance and accuracy," Nighthawk replied after a moment's thought.

"I have no say in such matters." Night Hawk shook his head helplessly; he, a mere judge, couldn't make the decision.

"Alright," He An nodded helplessly.

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It seems that we should ask Senior Sister Leng Qing, who is the deputy presiding judge, for this kind of thing.

As they spoke, the two had already arrived at the villa's entrance.

The place has been taken over by the court officials, who are coming and going to arrest suspects and rescue the guests inside.

"Judge Nighthawk!" A member of the Inquisition in uniform stepped forward and saluted, while looking at He An with a curious gaze.

"The remaining Black Vatican members in the villa have all been apprehended, and the hostages have been treated by a healing mage and are now out of danger. We discovered a large amount of data in the basement, which may provide information on other Black Vatican strongholds in Shanghai," the Inquisition member reported loudly to Nighthawk.

He An didn't listen any further, but instead walked towards the banquet hall, which had now been converted into a temporary treatment station.

Yu Yun, who had given He An a ride, was wrapped in a blanket and squatted at the door, shivering. It seemed that tonight's experience would leave a deep impression on her.

He An continued forward, where a little girl was sitting blankly beside a stretcher, her head down and her arms wrapped around her knees.

"I owe you a favor." Sensing He An's approach, the little girl whispered.

"We're partners, aren't we?" He An said with a smile as he sat cross-legged opposite Lingling.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Please come in." A gentle voice sounded from behind the door.

He An pushed open the office door and went inside.

"Oh, it's He An. Please have a seat." Dean Xiao smiled as He An walked in and handed him a cup of freshly brewed hot tea.

"Dean Xiao, I'm here to collect my reward for the last mission." He An took the tea, blew on it a few times, and spoke slowly.

"I know why you've come." Dean Xiao stood up with a smile, waved to He An, and said, "Come with me."

He An followed Dean Xiao to the top floor of the Qing Campus Library, which is not open to students.

"Combining your rewards from the Beast Fighting Tournament and the capture of the Black Vatican's blue-robed deacon, the higher-ups and I plan to give you four rewards," Dean Xiao said gently.

"First item: The training time for the Three-Step Tower."

"Second item: A high-quality magical artifact."

"Third item: A special dark substance."

Dean Xiao held up three fingers, explaining the three awards to He An.

"As for the fourth item, it's related to your next task. How well you achieve it depends on your own efforts," Dean Xiao said with a smile, looking at He An.

"Work hard on your own?" He An looked at Dean Xiao in surprise. How could this be done?

"Yes, I will work hard."

Dean Xiao nodded, then flicked his sleeve, and several miniature magical artifacts and a black and red crystal appeared on the conference table.

"These are all top-tier mid-tier magical artifacts, but unfortunately they seem somewhat out of step with your strength." Dean Xiao pointed at the magical artifacts and shook his head with some regret.

Having students who are too strong isn't entirely a good thing.

Dean Xiao waved his sleeve again, and the magical artifacts disappeared, replaced by a metal necklace inlaid with dark gemstones.

"This is a mind-controlling magic artifact that can withstand one mental attack when a mage controls a star, and it can also withstand one high-level curse spell." Dean Xiao raised his hand and handed the mind-controlling magic artifact and the black and red crystal to He An.

"The black crystal is a dark substance whose specific effects are unknown, but judging from the attitude of those researchers, it is probably not ordinary."

"These two items were given to you by a very important person. Don't let him down!" Dean Xiao said, patting He An on the shoulder.

"An important person?" He An asked in confusion.

"Yes, a big shot. You might have a chance to meet him when you participate in the academy competition." Dean Xiao nodded, then changed the subject, "Alright, now that we've finished talking about the rewards, let's talk about the academy."

"You've already advanced to a mid-level mage, and you've fought all the new students in the Beast Fighting Tournament, so it's no longer appropriate for you to fight them. I can grant you an extra opportunity to train in the Three-Step Tower. But there's one condition—" Dean Xiao stood with his hands behind his back in front of the library's floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the entire Qing Campus below.

"I'll leave this year's exchange student experience to you."

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