At the same time.
In the conference room.
“…?”
“Can anyone tell me why Lami’er has been unable to move this entire time?”
A group of teachers stared at the shocking scene, eyes wide.
Confused and astonished discussions immediately filled the room.
“What exactly is that ring Ailundun is wearing? Why does it have so many negative effects?”
“I don’t know. Did the Magitech Institute secretly develop something again?”
Even DeSa, who had always remained calm, now had a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.
He didn’t understand.
Why did Ailundun have so many strange and bizarre magic engineering tools?
It was like back in the old days when Magic Engineering was still a mainstream subject.
Those researchers always loved creating strange and unpredictable inventions.
They liked to package the simplest and most harmless-looking things into the most dangerous magic engineering tools.
It seemed that in the future, Ailundun’s influence would likely inspire many in the Magic Engineering department, creating new “originals” one after another.
And students from other academies would probably suffer for it.
Thinking of this, DeSa’s expression became very strange.
Then he stroked his chin in thought.
He was becoming more and more curious about this princess’s teammate.
“This kind of magic engineering tool is at least Purple Rare grade…”
Principal Paerwa stared at the screen, rubbing his brow, his expression puzzled.
If Ailundun really made this himself, then his talent in magic engineering was extremely high.
But aside from Ailundun’s unusual behavior, another thing puzzled him.
Why does Luofulei know Grand Displacement Magic?
In this battle, Luofulei’s Grand Displacement Magic had been perfectly executed.
Even Lami’er had completely failed to predict that his opponents could reposition so quickly.
In fact, they had successfully used an information gap to catch him off guard.
Otherwise, once Lami’er stabilized, the outcome would still be uncertain.
Most of what people normally learn are short-range teleportation spells for personal use.
But Grand Displacement Magic is something usually only taught starting in the second year at the Weierdun Empire Academy.
Meaning Luofulei had learned magic one year ahead of the normal curriculum.
It didn’t match the expectations of the rumored disowned daughter of the Lei-yadon Family at all…
At this moment, most of the teachers were still focused on Ailundun’s strange tools and feeling pity for Lami’er.
They had not noticed this detail.
Of course, not everyone cared about the Lei-yadon Family’s matters.
Most simply regarded Luofulei as a gifted student who had learned advanced magic early.
With their experience, they had seen all kinds of geniuses before.
Some students even completed all credits at the Weierdun Empire Academy three years early and graduated ahead of schedule.
So learning advanced magic early wasn’t particularly shocking.
What truly interested them was Ailundun’s Crimson Thumb Ring.
Many were already planning to approach him after the exam.
Either to ask if he still made such magic tools, or to purchase one directly and study its structure for mass production.
Everyone had their own thoughts, until half a minute later, a teacher suddenly noticed something strange.
“Wait… can anyone tell me why the exam hasn’t ended yet?”
He looked at the screen in confusion.
“What is Lami’er doing? Why hasn’t he declared the exam over?”
A professor on the left frowned.
He was the one who previously insisted Ailundun’s group could never defeat Lami’er.
Lami’er’s character had always been stable—why would he act so irrationally?
Although no one truly dies inside the Secret Realm, going beyond exam duties is a serious violation.
Paerwa’s thoughts were interrupted.
He looked at the screen again.
Only then did he see Lami’er still standing behind the village, showing no intention of ending the exam.
“Call the Magitech Institute staff who built the Secret Realm. Have them intervene immediately…”
Paerwa sighed.
He could see it clearly—Lami’er was pushed to his limit.
“Intervening in a Secret Realm takes at least ten minutes.”
DeSa frowned slightly, his gaze turning cold.
“If this is not handled properly, I will report it to the King.”
“Understood.”
Paerwa nodded helplessly.
He knew this already, but there was no better option.
They couldn’t shut down all Secret Realms and stop the exam for everyone.
As principal, he had to consider the bigger picture.
This was the best answer he could give.
The snow fell softly.
Inside the Secret Realm.
The group sat by the hearth, waiting for the notification that the exam had ended.
Half a minute passed.
Nothing appeared.
They slowly realized a fact.
“This guy is still alive.”
Ailundun stroked his chin.
That really shouldn’t be possible.
Knowing that leaving an enemy alive could lead to disaster, he had personally checked Lami’er several times, and even had Luofulei cast additional large-scale spells on the “corpse” before leaving.
“Truly worthy of a fourth-rank examiner skilled in invisibility magic.”
Isabella sighed.
She still couldn’t understand how Lami’er survived.
Even royal healing mages wouldn’t be this resilient.
“How much time is left?”
Luofulei frowned.
She had personally dealt the finishing blow.
She knew exactly how badly Lami’er had been injured.
There was no way he should have survived.
That meant either the Secret Realm had an issue, or Lami’er was deliberately delaying the end of the exam.
“About fifteen minutes…”
“We need to hurry and search. If necessary, we’ll split up.”
Their expressions changed.
Especially Leisha, whose mood had already dropped to the bottom.
Isabella looked at Ailundun and noticed he still appeared calm, almost indifferent.
“Aren’t you afraid Lami’er will come for revenge?”
She asked curiously.
“I am afraid.”
Ailundun nodded seriously.
“I’m afraid he hates us enough to torture us the same way we just did to him.”
But Isabella could clearly feel—
He didn’t look afraid at all.
And that made her even more curious about Ailundun.