Your notoriety is known to everyone.

"You despicable and shameless liar!" Eunice's roar interrupted Derek's fantasy. She clenched her hands into fists, blue veins appeared on her forehead, and a suffocating fire seemed to be burning in her body.

"Don't slander me. I have never denied that my name is Rogers..." Rogers withdrew his hand, shrugged innocently, and slowly retreated to the side of Lufia and Elena.

But seeing the boys and girls around him with fiery eyes, eager to rush over, it seemed that the title of Her Royal Highness the Princess might not be able to protect him anymore.

Chapter 16 This is a Trial

Since being teleported here, a prompt box has popped up in front of Rogers' eyes. The numbers in the box count down with the passage of time, silently foreshadowing the arrival of a major event.

And now, the countdown is almost over.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I sincerely advise you to suppress your anger. Anger is a cup of poison. It can poison many things, including the future you are about to face."

He spread his hands, a smile on his face, looked at the boys and girls who were trying to beat him up, and said as if to declare:

"The trial is about to begin."

As his words fell, the gate shrouded in mist shook with a loud bang.

The vast mist spread out from the gate like a rolling torrent, quickly leaning over and pouncing on all the new students in front of Saint Herte's Gate.

[Notice! The adventure mission is officially released! ]

[Name: Gift from the Sage]

【Publisher: Saint Herte's Gate】

[Content: Show your qualities to Saint Herte's Gate, whether it is wisdom, courage, morality or any talent, you will receive the corresponding gift according to your performance.]

[Reward: Random]

[Punishment: None]

[Note: You are destined to be the "key" and have the qualifications to open the Gate of Saint Herte. Showing it your sage-like wisdom may increase the possibility of opening the door. ]

[Please choose whether to accept]

"What did you see again?! There must be something in your eyes that others can't see, right?" Elena suddenly came in front of Rogers, staring at his pupils, trying to detect some information in Rogers' eyes through the reflection.

Rogers silently closed the prompt box. His nose was aroused by Elena's swaying hair and the faint fragrance of the girl, making him feel like sneezing.

This kid is really perceptive. Fortunately, he signed a contract not to disclose the secret.

He pushed Erina's face away with a complicated expression, and earnestly instructed her and the confused Rufia beside him:

“This is one of the entrance examinations, and it is also a trial that can bring rich rewards.

"You will see various illusions and encounter various puzzles.

"In the illusion, your negative emotions will be magnified, so you must remember that all of this is false. You must guard your mind and rationality and make the most appropriate answer...

"Damn it, Elina! Where's your ladylike demeanor?! If the fog hadn't obscured the surroundings, your behavior would definitely earn you a worse reputation than mine!"

While Rogers was speaking, Elena continued to try to get closer to Rogers' eyes, showing an attitude that she would not give up until she achieved her goal.

Because of the huge difference in strength, Rogers was quickly pinned to the soft grass. He had no choice but to use both hands to push away Elena's approach while loudly scolding her behavior.

"You won't answer my questions seriously, so I can only find the answers myself!" Elina suppressed Rogers' body in a riding posture, and used her hands to resist the opponent's waving arms.

Seeing her two friends fighting each other, Lufia anxiously stepped forward and tried to separate them.

Fortunately, this farce did not last long. The fog around the few people quickly dissipated, and Rogers felt relieved. Elena, who had been riding on him and acting domineering just now, disappeared in an instant.

"When I get promoted to bronze, I will definitely kick your ass!" Rogers stood up with gritted teeth in anger. He didn't expect that he would be bullied to this extent by a little girl.

He was still standing on the green grass, but the door shrouded in mist and the figures of the people seemed to be illusions from before and had all disappeared.

Just as Logos was wondering what illusions the Gate of Saint Herte would arrange for him, the sun set rapidly in the west, followed by countless stars flying across the sky, and dawn came quietly in the blink of an eye.

The sun, moon, and stars rotate in the sky at an increasingly faster speed, drawing arcs, and day and night gradually overlap and merge on the earth.

"Is this... a scene from the trailer for 'Venetian Quartet'?"

Rogers narrowed his eyes and looked at everything around him.

The withered earth was crumbling, and a magnificent and majestic fortress rose from the horizon. Countless brave warriors wearing heavy armor and holding sharp blades were galloping towards Rogers on horseback.

When these warriors were about to approach Rogers, the scene changed and he was standing on the top of a mountain towering into the clouds, overlooking the vast land and the vast sky.

In the distance, the mountains are rolling and the clouds are filling the valleys. Everything seems to have turned into a spiritual paradise.

"It's interesting, but it's not the same as what Alice encountered."

Rogers looked at the magnificent scene changing back and forth in front of him with great interest, enjoying the VR-like viewing experience.

The scenes that Alice encounters in the game do not change as quickly as she does. The scenes will only continue to rotate after she makes a choice or solves a puzzle.

Moreover, this seems to have greatly restricted subjective initiative, and made Rogers a little confused about how to show the "wisdom of a sage".

He sat cross-legged on the ever-changing ground, supporting his chin with one hand, frowning as he watched the scenes changing in front of him. After a brief moment of contemplation, he tentatively opened his mouth and recited a passage from Ecclesiastes written by Solomon:

“To everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under the heaven.

“A time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to pluck up what is planted;

“A time to kill and a time to heal; a time to tear down and a time to build up;

"..."

As he recited, countless hazy mists appeared again between heaven and earth, as if covering everything.

In this chaos, a majestic gate slowly appeared, with huge patterns and exquisite carvings inlaid on it, as if silently telling the world a series of epic myths buried in the past.

Logos didn't have much hope at first, but when he saw that this move really worked, he pointed one hand up and the other down and began to recite Hermes' "Emerald Record".

“The bottom is like the top, and the top is like the bottom; in this way the miracle of the One is accomplished.

“All things are originally One, and are created from One through differentiation.

"The sun is the father, the moon is the mother, the wind brings us life, the earth brings us up.

"Here is the source of all perfection in the world; its power is most complete on earth.

"Divide the earth from the fire, gather the essence from the rough, and proceed with caution.

“He ascended from the earth to heaven and descended from heaven, acquiring the power of those above and those below.

"This way you can gain the glory of the world and escape from darkness and ignorance.

“This is the power of all forces, breaking the hard and removing the tough.

“This is how the world was created.

“This is how you can achieve miracles.”

The heavy sound of collision suddenly spread throughout the area, echoing in the boundless chaos. The sound was like thunder, carrying with it an unbridled declaration of majesty and irresistible power.

The door in front of Rogers gradually opened, and the fog between the sky and the earth enveloped his body.

The people who were originally trapped in the illusion woke up one after another, and all looked at Rogers in a daze, with mist swirling around him.

The sound of the silver-haired young man reciting the words of proverbs still lingers in their ears.

Chapter 17 Prelude

Behind the Gate of Saint Herta is the oldest and most prestigious magic school in the world, bar none.

Its glorious history can be traced back to the long-lost mythological era. Since its establishment, it has trained countless great magicians and several sages who have gone down in history.

Uneven spires, staggered arches, magnificent and solemn palaces...

Buildings of various styles are scattered in the scenery behind St. Hert's Gate.

In the very center of the campus, a giant tower stands proudly, far taller than the surrounding buildings. The entire tower is made of gray boulders, and its outer walls are engraved with mysterious runes and fantastical patterns, emitting a faint magical glow.

The tower gradually narrows upwards, like a conical spire. From a distance, it seems to be intertwined and merged with the clouds in the sky.

If you can climb up the spiral staircase to the top floor, you can comfortably overlook the entire Saint Herte.

At this time, Alice and Vice Principal Avery Graywood were standing on the top floor, looking at the scene in front of Saint Herte's Gate.

Looking at Avery's image alone, it is hard to associate it with her lofty status.

At first glance, Avery was just a little old lady, about one meter tall, hunched over, wearing a linen robe and holding a short wooden cane.

Her gray hair was loosely tied up with a wooden hairpin. Wrinkles were evenly engraved on her face by time, showing the accumulation and tolerance of years.

However, her slightly sunken eyes revealed a wisdom and depth that came from the baptism of time.

"Are you anxious to see him?"

Avery's voice was soft and low, with a kind atmosphere, and his speech was gentle and slow, as if every word was carefully chosen.

She looked up at Alice, her eyes filled with warmth and concern.

"I have no idea……"

Alice had changed into a simple and neat dark blue magic robe at this moment. She responded to Avery's question softly, her eyes still staring straight at the scene outside the school gate.

“That child has the potential to become a sage, but it seems that I cannot say that… If he had not encountered any disaster along the way, he would have definitely become a sage of this era, or even a great sage.

"When the time comes and you want to seek revenge on him, I'm afraid you may not be able to defeat him with just the blood of the Saint." Avery straightened his expression and warned.

"Why should I take revenge on him?" Alice looked down at Avery, her eyes full of confusion and entanglement.

"Silly child, the struggle in your eyes is almost overflowing." Avery sighed deeply, slowly stretched out his hand, and held Alice's hand tightly:

"Love is the spark of life. It can make you experience the warmest joy, but it can also make you taste the hottest pain. I hope you can take good care of it and don't let it burn yourself."

After saying this, Avery patted the back of Alice's hand again, then turned and left, leaning on his wooden stick, his movements trembling with a little effort.

Alice watched the old vice-president leave, then turned her head and looked at the people who were entering the school gate, whispering absentmindedly: "Great Sage..."

……

……

Along with the long history of Saint Herta, what has been passed down is not only a variety of magical skills, but also the ancient college system.

Its college system is somewhat similar to Oxford and Cambridge in Rogers' previous life.

The college does not provide education, but it does provide accommodation. Each college has its own private property and can provide unique resources to its students and arrange unique reward systems.

There will also be regular competitions and activities sponsored by the school between colleges. The winning college will receive generous rewards and resources, which will then be redistributed to improve the overall strength of its students.

Although each college has its own focus and characteristics, as time goes by, a person's background basically determines which college he will go to.

For example, Augustus College is the place where almost all the royal children go. In addition to the princes and princesses, there are other noble descendants who depend on the imperial power.

Most of the descendants of nobles like Rogers would go to Landona College.

Of course, in addition to Augustus College and Landrona College, which accept students based on their background, there are also alternative departments like Hilmi College.

It is the only elite school in Saint Herta that requires students to pass rigorous tests before entering. Students there must not only have outstanding magical talents, but also have excellent thinking abilities.

Rogers originally wanted to apply to this academy, but in addition to the extremely high talent requirements, Hilmi Academy also places great emphasis on moral cultivation.

It's a pity that he felt that his moral level was still a little bit away from the chivalry of this world, so he didn't want to deliberately hit this wall.

At this moment, the freshmen of Saint Herte were entering the campus in groups, waiting for their guides to appear while discussing the college they wanted to go to.

In addition, many people looked at Rogers from time to time, with complicated expressions.

After the trial given by the Gate of Saint Herte, all the new Black Iron-level students could vaguely feel some magic power, while the Bronze-level students' control over magic power was directly improved to a higher level.

Many of them knew how they performed during the trials and did not think they deserved such a gift.

After thinking about it, there is only one possible answer, that is, it is because of the vision caused by Rogers.

Many freshmen who considered themselves to be gentlemen or chivalrous wanted to step forward to express their gratitude, but were extremely hesitant because of Rogers's reputation.

And even more people racked their brains to deny this idea, unwilling to admit that they had received favors from this extremely evil person.

Lufia didn't seem to notice everyone's strangeness. She was just glad that no one was deliberately looking for trouble with Rogers anymore, and Elena had no intention of attacking Rogers again.

She stepped happily and tilted her head to ask the two friends beside her: "Have you decided which college you plan to go to?"

"There will be a written test later. You have to finish it before you can submit your application." Alina patiently explained to Lufia: "Wait until the comprehensive results come out, and then consider the college based on the scores. It will be the best choice."

"That's right, as long as you can be ranked first in the college you applied to, you can be directly elected as the head of the grade.

"The head of the grade at Saint Herte can directly participate in management, formulate resource allocation rules, and hold a large number of credits and privileges."

Rogers did not immediately open the prompt box to check the gains from the trial. He was afraid that Elena would force her way in again, so he joined the commentary queue.