The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1195 - 356: Zero Points?!_4

The air was filled with the silence after dreams were shattered.

Those who had passed the written exam began to feel anxious about the upcoming interview after the initial excitement subsided.

Sarah was hugging Taufu intently "dragon-breathing," while the latter's dragon face turned red, his mouth trembling slightly, uncertain whether he was angry or exerting effort.

Upon seeing Luo Yan return, Sarah said apologetically.

"Your Highness... Taufu tried hard, but only laid one egg. Please be patient and wait a while longer..."

Taufu: "%@￥%!!"

"Alright, Sarah, let's not worry about the egg for now. I have a task for you."

Ignoring the little brat swearing in alien gibberish, Luo Yan turned his gaze to Sarah and continued succinctly.

"The Academic State plans to destroy the exam papers. Go to the 'burning point,' find my paper, and bring it back to me. Make sure you do it cleanly, leave no traces, and don't let anyone find out."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Sarah's eyes flashed, and her figure blurred as she blended into the shadow of the carriage, vanishing with a hush from the snowy plain.

Taufu, sitting on the ground, rubbed his tail, reddened from being tugged, and glared at his master with gritted teeth.

"I... I only laughed once, why hold such a grudge?"

The cunning little devil!

Luo Yan looked at her curiously.

"Laughed? Grudge? What are you talking about?"

Taufu: "%￥#@!"

...

Dusk fell, and the setting sun, like blood, dyed the white snow with a layer of poignant crimson.

In a corner of the temporary administrative camp of the Academic State, inside a huge tent guarded tightly, several apprentices apathetically sorted boxes of discarded exam papers beside the furnace, awaiting the final destruction order.

"Seriously, they're all trash anyway, is there any need to categorize them before burning?" an apprentice couldn't help but complain, feeling he was wasting precious meditation time for a bunch of worthless rookies.

Though the apprentice next to him also thought this was redundant, he feigned depth and criticized the naive junior.

"What do you know, this is called ritual!"

"Alright, this damn ritual..."

What a show-off!

The young apprentice muttered as he turned to move another box of documents.

Just then, an almost imperceptible shadow, like dusk itself, quietly slipped into the tent's blind spot.

The feline-like shadow paused briefly in front of a wooden box labeled "Number 1000~1050," then the top scroll inside vanished without a trace.

The entire process took but a blink of an eye, unnoticed by anyone, not even stirring a breeze.

About a quarter of an hour later, Sarah was already back inside the carriage, kneeling on one knee, and respectfully presented the scroll concerning her master's "face."

"Your Highness, as you instructed, I brought the scroll back before they could destroy it... without alerting anyone."

As she left, she saw with her own eyes two apprentices carrying the box and dumping the scroll into a flaming pit.

Luo Yan casually took the scroll and slowly unfurled it.

And when he saw the first line written on the scroll, his expression suddenly became subtly complex.

It was indeed his "number," without a doubt, identical to the number on the wooden plaque inside his storage ring.

However, the contents of the scroll weren't what he had written, not answering the questions at all—just a non-rhyming doggerel.

"Ah, the prison of knowledge cannot shackle my soul yearning for freedom—

My heart is a ravenous wolf on the wild plains, howling under the starry sky. Foolish mortals, how can you understand the tearful blood and nobility of art?"

Neither the assistant nor the apprentice responsible for grading tore this disruptive paper on the spot, proving they had a good temper.

What nonsense this is.

"It... it was swapped?!" Youyou appeared in shock, staring incredulously at the unfamiliar scroll.

It had witnessed Luo Yan taking the test!

What was written on his scroll was nothing like this!

"Clearly, this isn't my scroll." Luo Yan, noticing Sarah's surprised expression, smirked playfully.

Interesting.

Wonder which fellow messed up this time, setting up a scheme on "His Highness Roxey Colin."