But in this situation, it’s not your turn to act like a good person.
Therefore, Wayne could only explain without any personal emotion: "Marquis O'Neill, if he is not a magician, I am afraid that his children will not be accepted into the academy."
"This rule is not only to preserve the traditions of the school, but also to protect your children."
"Imagine, if Roy and Vivian are surrounded by magicians and nobles for a long time, they will only feel the gap between themselves and their peers more and more, which is very detrimental to their own growth."
"Furthermore... there is no way to make up for the innate defects in qualifications, and there are many occasions where competition is required in the academy."
Wayne vaguely reminded Marquis O'Neill that Qingxi Academy was not a peaceful place.
Even Chris, who has unique external conditions, is often troubled by the fact that her magic power is too weak, not to mention the mentally retarded children who cannot use any magic.
Sometimes immature children are completely unaware of the severity of bullying by the weaker party.
Not to mention, Roy and Vivian actually don't know how to protect themselves, and they may be in a state where they are obviously hurt but unconsciously.
"——For Roy and Vivian, who are still ignorant about how to interact with others, an environment where a parent can protect them is what they need most at the moment." He said slowly.
Wayne actually didn't quite understand why the Marquis made such a presumptuous request.
Do you just want two children to sit there stupidly every day and finally get a diploma?
However, for two brothers and sisters who are basically unable to work normally, what use can a graduation certificate serve? It is better to save more family property and try to provide them with good conditions so that they can at least live happily for the rest of their lives.
Wayne's words were in line with the king's wishes. After he finished speaking, the king nodded with satisfaction.
"Yes, that's right."
Realizing that the king was not going to relent on this issue, O'Neill's excited expression just now cooled down instantly as if someone had poured cold water on his face.
The attempt... really failed.
Richard, who had been following the king, seemed to want to say something, but after hesitating for a moment, he fell silent again.
"Why do they have to go to a magic academy? Wouldn't it be nice to let them live out their lives in peace?" His Majesty the King said.
Seeing that the king had made up his mind at this moment, the people who followed also began to echo his words.
O'Neal could not hide his disappointment and could only cope with it with an awkward expression.
After being delayed for a long time by the guy who didn't know how to read people's eyes, the king looked at Lawrence with some disappointment.
"Lawrence, stop running around! Follow your brother and learn how to be a qualified prince."
The king just gave him a casual lesson, then turned around and prepared to leave, surrounded by hugs and hugs.
Wayne could clearly see that Lawrence clenched his fists after hearing these words.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but shook his head slightly, and was about to turn his head to talk to Chris when suddenly there was a muffled sound, and all the light sources in the entire banquet hall were extinguished in an instant.
Shrouded in darkness, the guests only maintained silence for a brief moment.
Soon, the whole mansion made a huge noise like a pot exploding.
When the environment suddenly changed, Wayne immediately grabbed Chris's hand and protected her in his arms.
"Don't move, there seems to be something wrong." Wayne whispered in her ear.
With Wayne by her side, Chris could still remain calm and was very keenly aware of the problem: "Has someone tampered with the lights in the room?"
"I think so."
While giving his answer, Wayne vigilantly sensed whether there were any suspicious magic fluctuations in his surroundings.
But because the noise was so noisy, some nobles had to use magic to maintain order in the chaos, which greatly interfered with Wayne's judgment.
——It would be nice if I could have an environment to be alone.
For some reason, Wayne suddenly thought of the superheroes who usually appear in movies and TV shows. At this time, they would often kiss their lovers affectionately, say "I'm sorry, I have to leave for a while", and then hide and secretly transform to save them. world.
Could it be that the script I got was actually of this type?
"boom!"
“Ahhh——” Accompanied by panicked shouts in the distance and the sound of something exploding, the chaos in the banquet hall not only did not subside, but intensified.
Wayne pulled Chris and instinctively retreated toward the wall.
Next to them, those nobles who had remained calm just now were a little unsteady at this time.
"what happened?"
"What's the noise outside?"
However, the king's voice remained calm. "Perhaps some little frog thieves are causing trouble. Don't make a fuss."
Even without looking, you can tell that the accompanying royal guards must have firmly surrounded the king.
The explosions outside continued several times before gradually dying down.
More soldiers who had been arranged to guard outside poured into the banquet hall. Some of them held temporary emergency magic lamps in their hands, which once again illuminated a small area in the banquet hall.
The shocked nobles realized something, finally calmed down, and were driven by the guards to make way for a straight passage.
The light extended from the door of the banquet hall to the front of His Majesty the King.
Looking at the two ministers who were half kneeling on the ground and came to report the situation, His Majesty the King looked gloomy.
"Your Majesty, the brief chaos that just occurred was due to several assassins intending to commit murder. Fortunately, our colleagues in the city guard fought bravely and killed all the assassins." There was no trace of guilt on Simon's determined face. color.
Next to him, Bulwer had been looking at Simon with extremely suspicious eyes from time to time.
The king was silent for two seconds.
"Oh, so have you found out their origins?" the king said.
"No." Simon answered naturally. "Because the other party did not leave any survivors, it may take some time to trace their origins."
After hearing this, the king turned his attention to Bulwer and asked: "Bulwer, what did you see outside just now?"
Bulwer hesitated for a while, and finally recounted what he saw objectively.
"...I originally wanted to get some air outside, but suddenly I heard the sound of an explosion, and I immediately ran towards the place where the accident happened."
"But at that time, Lord Simon had already led the guards to fight against the assassins, so I had to quickly follow him to help. With our joint efforts, we killed several assassins."
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