Chapter 39 (2/2)

Huang Lin looked at the record in his hands and a hint of a smile broke out on his face. Written on the record was all sorts of information related to Fang Xingjian, all the way from half a year ago. Even the period where he was recovering from his injuries in the fishing village was recorded.

‘Mysterious background?’ Huang Lin was indifferent to this. ‘But the world of the Empire is vast and His Majesty’s generosity is as vast as the mountains and seas, such that he would even take in demons from another dimension. While I’m not comparable to His Majesty, why would I not be willing to accept a genius with an unknown background?

‘To be able to bring the Grizzly Bear Sword Technique to level 15 in only half a year’s time, and it might be possible that level 15 is not his limit yet.’

An unfathomable smile hung on Huang Lin’s face. At the same time, he sealed up the record and switched it with a file he had prepared earlier which indicated a clean background.

The academy would collect the records of everyone who had passed the Prefectural Selection each year and submit it to the Royal Knight Association for their recording. If there was anything suspicious, weird, or if the association felt that something was off, the Empire’s higher management would order for a secret investigation to be conducted.

However, Huang Lin knew that should Fang Xingjian’s situation be reported, what awaited him would be the various aggressive and ferocious wide-opened mouths, as well as the greedy gazes. Coming from the point of one who valued talent, he chose to keep Fang Xingjian’s distinguished talents a secret for now.

‘To reach level 15 in half a year’s time, it really is too attention-attracting. How many Dong Fangling will there be in the world?’ Huang Lin thought to himself.

At that moment, a figure entered the archives and stopped before Huang Lin.

“Lord, the task is completed. I’ve given Kyle a reminder. He’s not likely to be too meddlesome.”

“Mmm, so long as the people in the Imperial Capital have not noticed anything, I’m still able to handle Kirst’s aristocrats.”

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The next day, Fang Xingjian had his breakfast at The School of Sword Arts and reported at Kirst Royal Knight Academy. Although he was despised by the guards due to his clothes, after he reported his name, their gazes had turned into those of fawning.

“Lord Fang Xingjian, this will be the classroom where you guys will be gathering at.” One of the guards obligingly brought Fang Xingjian into a classroom.

Fang Xingjian gave a casual glance and discovered that he was the last one to arrive. The other nine Knights were already seated in the classroom.

Coming from the aristocratic clans in the city, Kaunitz, Fei Yang Knight Academy’s Barbara, and Aristocrat Knight Academy’s Ferdinand were naturally seated together.

Behind them, tenth place Carter and eighth place Zhou Nan were like attendants.

Amongst the top ten places in the Prefectural Selection, those from the aristocratic clans had taken up five spots. This obviously showed the powers of the Empire’s aristocrats.

Shadow Moon Academy’s Boris sat alone in a corner. Other than Robert, he was the only one who had belonged to a faction which specialised in bare-handed martial arts. After all, the Empire’s major factions rarely sent their most outstanding inheritors to the Empire.

City Guards Institution’s Jack and the unaffiliated Anthony were considered commoners who rose by their own efforts.

As for the previous head of Tyrant Fist Dojo, Robert, he was seated with both legs on the table. When he saw Fang Xingjian, he revealed his teeth to him, showing a challenging smile. It was obvious that he was extremely pissed off that Fang Xingjian had clinched the Prefectural Champion this time around.

Seeing Fang Xingjian’s appearance, fire lit up in Kaunitz’s eyes, as if he wished to tear the other party into pieces.

The others’ gazes were all filled with curiosity and guard. Most of them had received the news that the other party could defeat Kaunitz in one blow and was someone with powers they should not be holding in contempt.

Jack from the City Guards Institution laughed out and waved at Fang Xingjian. Fang Xingjian also naturally walked over and sat down.

Jack was a man about 30 years of age, with a full beard. He greeted Fang Xingjian passionately after he had sat down, “You must be Fang Xingjian, right? My boss Hogan has mentioned your name quite a few times these past few days.

“My name is Jack, haha, after participating in the Prefectural Selections for six consecutive years, I’ve finally got in.”

He then pointed at Anthony and said, “This is Anthony from Uranlis.”