The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1294 - 381: The Demon King's Weapon

Professor Hector's efficiency far exceeded Luo Yan's expectations.

Just one day later, Assistant Mr. Kegi hurriedly arrived at the Magic Science Laboratory to report the latest progress to Prince Colin, who was seated at the desk reviewing students' research advancements.

"Master, there's news from Professor Hector's side!"

With a hint of excitement and enthusiasm, Kegi continued to speak eagerly without waiting for Prince Colin to speak first.

"Not disappointing your guidance, he has already reached an agreement with Master Merk!"

The apprentices around were used to such occurrences.

Although Mr. Kegi was nominally Professor Hector's assistant, they had long regarded him as one of their own.

Luo Yan put down the report in his hands and raised an eyebrow with interest.

"Oh? What did he say?"

Though he anticipated this matter wouldn't be too difficult, he didn't expect it to proceed so smoothly.

With excitement, Kegi recounted the agreement reached between Professor Hector and Master Merk, vividly describing the latter's reluctance and the persistent Professor Hector's tactics to pry open this Master's mouth.

Pausing for a moment, he continued cautiously.

"Professor Hector has done his utmost, but sir, ultimately this matter requires your approval. Master Merk, although he agreed to concede the research permission of the 178th Void Realm, he also proposed an attached condition."

"Speak."

"He requests to join your subsequent research of the 178th Void Realm as an observer or participant..."

Upon saying this, Kegi couldn't help but add his own opinion.

"Master, you may find it inconsequential, but this request is somewhat presumptuous in the Academic State. Professor Hector probably didn't remind you because he thought you wouldn't mind, but... I figured it's better to let you know."

He then whispered slightly.

"Moreover, based on my observations of Master Merk, if Professor Hector were to put in a little more effort, he could likely negotiate an agreement without any conditions... You've actually helped him greatly by taking over this trouble."

The scholars never shy away from sharing their research results in the Sage Report.

However, when it comes to truly critical technologies, everyone is usually very secretive, fearing their 'unique secrets' might be learned by others.

From the standpoint of Professor Hector's assistant, he shouldn't say these extra words to add workload for his professor, but he really liked this approachable prince and didn't want His Highness to be plotted against by those seemingly straightforward but actually cunning scholars.

He didn't mind running extra errands for this.

While Kegi wore a worried expression, Luo Yan remained indifferent.

His real intention was never magic research, but to spread the Demon King's 'corruption,' naturally he couldn't fear someone learning from it.

"No problem, let him join."

With a playful curve on his lips, Luo Yan spoke in a relaxed tone.

"I'm also curious about how he will mess things up."

Not even copying homework properly, that's unexpected.

He assumed that the mages of the Academic State were most skilled at this...

Kegi turned and left to convey the message.

All along observing from the shadows, Ophelia finally got the chance to make her entrance; recently, her dear prince seemed to be troubled by issues outside of research.

Her revered father often told her that the Castelion family has no worries; if they had any, it would be that there's no place to squander the mountains of gold coins.

Come on—

Ophelia, this is an opportunity!

Holding a Higher Mathematics filled with demonic whispers, she pretended to ask questions as she casually approached the desk, a charming smile blossoming on her elegant and graceful face.

"It seems the esteemed Master has encountered some trouble, is there anything Miss Castelion can assist with?"

This phrase comes from One Hundred Sentences of Heart-pounding Gossip.

Though this book seems written for gentlemen, as her father always told her, the descendants of the Castelion family shouldn't be confined by conventions, they should be rule makers, not slaves to dogma.

Ophelia trusts her esteemed father deeply, especially when what he says happens to be what she likes to hear.

For instance, she clearly forgot at this moment, her father also said not to sacrifice the forest for a leaf. Also, what minstrels write should be taken lightly, never seriously.

"Is that so? That's excellent, I happen to have something to ask of Miss Ophelia."

Looking at the expectant-face of Miss Ophelia, Luo Yan smiled and took a pre-prepared note with a mathematical problem from the side.

Incidentally, these are tributes offered by players.

"This is a difficult problem I encountered in my research, you might as well think it over for me."

Seeing the note filled with devil's murmurs, Ophelia's face changed, her pale face crawling with cold sweat, her stiff lips twitching slightly.

"Ha, haha... Such small matters are naturally no problem for me, I mean... Are there any other troubles? You can rely on me a bit more!"

"Really? That's great."

Saying so, Luo Yan smiled and pulls out a few more notes filled with advanced math problems, calmly handing them to Ophelia.