I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 130 - 117: The Ascension Ceremony of the "Crimson Thorn" (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 130: Chapter 117: The Ascension Ceremony of the “Crimson Thorn” (Please Subscribe)

Under Lynn’s persistent urging, Johnny nodded, hurriedly took out the notebook cradled in his arms, flipped to the latest page, and pointed to the problem on it before asking, “Professor, I still don’t quite understand the Cartesian coordinate system you mentioned today… especially this question…”

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“To determine the distance between two points, you need to use the Pythagorean theorem we talked about before. You can mark the difference in the x and y coordinates on the axis, then connect them with a line, and now you have two right triangles joined together. This brings us back to a problem of geometry…” Lynn explained the problem-solving approach to Johnny in a simple and clear manner.

By serious business, naturally, he meant giving private lessons!

After all, Lynn had previously promised that as long as one could pass the exams, he would advocate for their graduation in the name of a professor. To avoid too many passing and a large number of applications being rejected by the council, the content of the exam was, of course, made as difficult as possible.

However, this difficulty was limited; it wouldn’t include points not taught, at most the questions would just be a tad… tougher!

To ensure Johnny could answer all questions correctly, private tutoring was indispensable.

Although this might be a bit unfair to other students, seeking extra help from a professor was not something to hide.

Lynn had never forbidden other apprentices from asking him questions; it was just that Johnny asked more and in more depth.

Two hours passed in a flash, and Johnny closed her notebook, looked up at Lynn, and said with a smile, “Thank you for your guidance, Professor. I must say, you really are an amazing teacher!”

The girl’s cheeks were tinged with a light blush, and her eyes sparkled as she looked at Lynn, seemingly completely immersed in the academic exchange they just had!

“I just got introduced to advanced math earlier than you, that’s all.” Lynn shook his head.

No matter how earlier, it was only by half a year at most. Johnny gave him a look and understood why those from regular classes looked at them with envy and jealousy. Such a gap in talent was simply despairing.

“Then I won’t disturb you any longer, Professor. See you tomorrow,” said Johnny as she gathered her notes filled with answers and problem-solving strategies, preparing to leave.

Lynn stood up and escorted the witch to the door. Before leaving, the silver-haired witch glanced at Lynn’s left hand, which opened the door, and said with a hint of emotion.

“I didn’t expect the teacher to give you that as well.”

Lynn paused, then followed Johnny’s gaze, looking down to see Radak’s “Ring of the Faceless” on his left ring finger.

Kro was also a member of the Faceless…

Lynn was greatly surprised, this was completely unexpected, but he kept his composure. “He was very fond of that ring? Do you know how to use it?”

Johnny shook her head; she only knew that Kro had worn this ring since the time he took her as his apprentice. She speculated it must be a powerful alchemy tool but had never seen it used in her presence.

After the silver-haired witch left, Lynn closed the room door and looked at the “Ring of the Faceless” in his hand.

Could it be that his own identity was revealed by Kro?

But wasn’t that guy captured by the Holy See and taken to the Holy City?

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It was a stroke of luck not to be tortured and burned at the stake. The chances of escaping were next to nothing.

Or perhaps Kro had mentioned himself to someone before he was captured by the church.

[Number 4 hasn’t come around for a while, has he?]

Lynn suddenly thought of the words once mentioned by one of the attendees at a meeting of the Faceless. Could this Number 4 be referring to his mentor Kro?

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The following evening, in the southern district of Yiyeta Harbor, a luxurious estate was before them, and a caravan of camels slowed to a stop at the entrance.

Lynn, who had disguised himself as Radak, emerged from the carriage. Naturally, he was there to attend that so-called ascension ceremony.

Joining Lynn were Radak’s fifteen apprentices, including Bock, Patty, and others, who were both excited and hopeful, dreaming of being chosen to skyrocket to the dignity of a full-fledged wizard!

“Lord Radak, please come in!” A brawny guard opened the tightly shut iron gate, inviting him in with great respect.

Lynn, leading his group of apprentices, stepped through the gates of the estate, following a path paved with cobblestones towards the interior of the manor.

Behind them, the brawny guard had already closed the iron gate again, his gaze full of a mocking expression as he watched them, but he did not notice the dozens of tiny all-black rodents that silently slipped into the estate amidst the crowd.

These rodents were naturally the puppets controlled by Lynn’s use of Spiritual Energy spell “Necromancy Control.” Their small size did not easily attract attention, and besides them, there were also several crows and even more elusive geckos.

While they weren’t particularly combative, they could serve as his eyes, observing the layout of the entire estate and the surrounding environment. If needed, the liquid bombs they carried might come in handy as well.

After passing through a long corridor, Lynn and the others arrived at the manor’s banquet hall, which was quite spacious, with a long table filled with various delicate foods and desserts.

At this point, the banquet hall had already gathered many guests, perhaps one or two hundred people by rough estimation. Most of them were apprentices, but there were also many established wizards, Barbara and Hank included. Lynn even spotted the Yiyeta Harbor’s sheriff, Lea.

Their faces held varying degrees of smiles as they conversed with one another, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

On the stage in the center of the hall, a manservant dressed in a tailcoat was performing an elegant jazz dance, while pretty maids holding silver platters were ready to serve drinks and meals to the guests at any time.

“Radak, why are you always the last to arrive?” Hank spotted Lynn as soon as he entered and walked over, giving him a light pat on the shoulder.

“Isn’t it better to arrive precisely when you mean to than to arrive early?” Lynn replied, taking in the lively scene of the banquet hall, before lowering his voice and asking, “Are you sure North will come to this gathering?”

In the past few days, Lynn had also tried to use crows to find traces of North, but to no avail.

“Since he hasn’t called off this ascension ceremony, he will definitely come!” Barbara said with certainty.

No sooner had Barbara spoken than North, clad in a grey wizard’s robe, appeared before them…

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