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Yvette had taken two days off, a much–needed respite. During this time, aside from Linden’s occasional return to the company to handle matters, Monica remained faithfully by her side. Colin and Ginny also dropped by to check on her from time to time, offering their support. After finally calming down, Yvette began to reflect on the extraordinary events of that day.
She recounted her experience to everyone around her, but the others dismissed her account, believing she was overreacting or imagining things. Not one of them took her seriously.
After all, who in this world could summon spirits and conjure brilliant flames with just a wave of their hand? Such feats belonged in the realm of novels and television dramas. Yet, Yvette was unwavering in her conviction that she hadn’t been hallucinating; every detail of what she had witnessed was undeniably real.
What troubled her most was the mystery of who had saved her and who had used her phone to call Colin.
Then, by chance, she received a piece of information from Ginny.
“Ginny, what did you say? Leander came looking for me that day too p>
Ginny nodded, indignation evident in her tone. “Yeah, that guy appeared all smug, telling me not to cause any trouble and claiming he would handle everything. Then he just vanished without a trace p>
“Hmph, what was he trying to prove? In the end, it was Colin who found you first. Leander was completely useless. He hasn’t even bothered to come and check on you or offer a word of concern. He’s just a self–important jerk p>
Yvette didn’t focus on Ginny’s complaints. Instead, her brows furrowed slightly as she recalled the figure standing amid the flames in the boiler room–a figure that had exuded an aura akin to a war god.
A nagging feeling tugged at her thoughts, whispering that the figure bore a striking resemblance to Leander.
“Could it be that… that was Leander?” she mused.
Her mind raced. Leander was just a high school student with some fighting skills; how could he possibly wield such supernatural control over fire?
Once that thought took root, she found it impossible to dismiss. Yet, she couldn’t shake the oddity of the situation. If Leander had indeed saved her that day, wouldn’t he have called Monica afterward? Why would he choose to call Colin instead?
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Moreover, Colin had explicitly mentioned that the voice on the phone had been sharp and unfamiliar, clearly not Leander’s.
“What in the world is going on?” she pondered, lost in thought, but no answers came to her.
She recalled the harrowing scene in the boiler room, where the air had been filled with the wails of a hundred ghosts, and the brilliant fire had illuminated the space. Her heart swirled with a blend of awe and confusion.
There were, indeed, countless mysteries in this world that she neither understood nor had ever known existed.
Meanwhile, at Ravenridge Senior High, Leander sat in the principal’s office, anticipation bubbling within him. Across from him sat the principal and a middle–aged scholar wearing black–rimmed glasses.
“This is Leander, correct?” the scholar inquired, a smile gracing his face as he addressed him.
“Yes, that’s me,” Leander nodded, already aware of the visitor’s identity.
“I should introduce myself first. I am Nigel Moss, the head of the admissions office at Highcliffe University,” he said, a warm smile lighting up his face.
“I’m not one for beating around the bush. Every year, top students from Ravenridge enter Highcliffe University, and Ravenridge Senior High happens to be my alma mater. I was genuinely shocked to discover that your monthly exam score fell just one point short of the total. This truly astonished me p>
“Before you arrived, I reviewed all your monthly exam papers. Each question you tackled was nothing short of perfect. I believe your academic level is already quite remarkable p>
“Therefore, I would like you to consider whether you would accept our school’s special admission offer. You could enter directly without taking the college entrance examination p>
Beside him, the principal felt a surge of excitement. Highcliffe University stood as one of the highest institutions of learning in Astria, where countless students aspired to gain admission. For Leander, as a student of Ravenridge Senior High, the chance to enter without an exam was an extraordinary stroke of luck.
“Special admission without examination?” Leander echoed, his curiosity piqued.
Faced with such an enticing offer, Leander paused, lost in thought. In his childhood, he had promised Daphne that he would achieve the highest score on the college entrance examination. He initially intended to become the top scorer in Mornwick, making a powerful entrance into Highcliffe.
He stroked his chin, deep in contemplation. Suddenly, Daphne’s words echoed in his mind.
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You are you, Leander. Whether you shine or stay ordinary, you will always be my Leander in my heart. But if I had to choose, I would prefer you to be ordinary. This way, I would feel that you are close to me and wouldn’t need to chase after you. In fact, I could turn back and protect you.
The delicate and gentle voice resonated within him, softening his gaze and bringing a trace of nostalgia to his expression.
“Mr. Moss, I accept,” he said, raising his head and responding succinctly.
Nigel didn’t show much surprise at Leander’s agreement; he had anticipated this outcome. After all, very few students would turn down an opportunity to enter Highcliffe University without examination.
“We at Highcliffe University warmly welcome your arrival. However, all students admitted through special channels must undergo a private assessment by the head of the admissions office. This is more of a test, and I hope you won’t mind,” Nigel explained, his tone professional.
He regarded Leander with an official demeanor, recognizing that a score of 749 in the monthly exam might involve some luck. As the head of the admissions office, it was essential to evaluate Leander’s true abilities.
Leander had no objections. An extraordinary score on a mock exam would surely attract Highcliffe University’s attention, but it could not guarantee their complete recognition of his talents.
“Mr. Moss, I have no problem. We can start the test right now,” he replied, spreading his hands in a gesture of calm indifference.
Upon hearing this, Nigel promptly retrieved a test paper from his briefcase.
The principal observed from the side, a chill running down his spine. The questions on this test paper integrated knowledge from various subjects, including mathematics, physics, chemistry, history, geography, and literature. Nearly every question required a blend of these fields. A simple multiple–choice question could involve elements from several disciplines, making it far beyond the typical high school curriculum.
Such questions would daunt high schoolers and pose challenges even to esteemed scholars and guest professors at universities.
“Leander, this is your assessment test,” Nigel announced, placing the test paper before him. He discreetly watched Leander’s expression.
The questions were crafted by senior professors from various departments at Highcliffe University. They encompassed a wide range of knowledge and key concepts from nearly every field. Answering them required not only a solid academic foundation but also agile thinking and the ability to integrate concepts seamlessly.
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Even the most accomplished high school students would feel overwhelmed by this test. However, Leander remained unperturbed, showing no signs of struggle as he faced the challenging paper before him. This composure left Nigel genuinely astonished.
“May I borrow a pen?” Leander asked, turning to the principal.
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Upon hearing this request, the principal promptly handed him a sleek black gel pen. grasped it confidently and began to write, his pen gliding across the page as if he didn’t need to pause for thought.
Both Nigel and the principal watched in rapt attention as Leander worked. He wrote swiftly, pausing only briefly, and in just a matter of minutes, the test paper was filled with his neat and impressive handwriting.
“Mr. Moss, I’m finished,” he finally declared, setting down his pen and returning the test paper.
Nigel’s mind raced in disbelief. This test was far beyond what any high school student could reasonably be expected to tackle. In the current academic climate of Astria, finishing half the questions within the allotted two hours would mark a student as exceptional. With a total score of 150, even achieving a score of 60 would qualify someone as a provincial top scorer.
Yet here was Leander, who had completed every single question in a matter of mere minutes- an accomplishment Nigel had never witnessed in decades of teaching.
As he carefully reviewed Leander’s answers, Nigel was astounded to discover that not a single response was incorrect. Each answer was the epitome of precision, with reasoning that was clear and succinct, devoid of any unnecessary steps. Some solutions even employed methods that left him utterly amazed.
Leander’s performance on the entire test could no longer be described as merely “excellent.” The only fitting term was “genius p>
“A genius! This is undoubtedly a super genius! A student like you must be recruited by Highcliffe University!” Nigel exclaimed, struggling to contain his excitement. It had been some time since Highcliffe University had encountered such dazzling talent.
“Leander, I am thrilled that you wish to join our university. You can report now, and I will arrange accommodations for you. Alternatively, you can wait until the school year begins in early September. Either way, I will ensure everything is taken care of,” he added, his enthusiasm palpable.
The principal had once harbored concerns about Leander’s ability to pass the assessment, but in that moment, Leander’s astounding performance firmly established him as a prospective student of Highcliffe University.
“Thank you, Mr. Moss. I have some matters to attend to, so I prefer to report in early Find the newest release on
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September when the school year begins,” Leander replied politely. He had much to consider regarding the Phoenix Essence Pill and needed time in Mornwick to address those matters. Furthermore, with Daphne still in her senior year, she wouldn’t arrive at Highcliffe until the following day in September. There was no rush for him.
After bidding farewell to the two men, Leander felt a sense of lightness envelop him. He had ample time to prepare for the months ahead, ensuring his journey to Highcliffe would be a confident one.
By then, even when faced with the formidable Ashcroft family and the renowned master Gareth, known as the “North Dragon,” he felt he could overcome any obstacles in his path.
The routine of school had lost its significance for him. Leander intended to return to the classroom to collect his belongings and revisit Tardide Valley to check on the progress of the Silverleaf and the Phoenix Essence Pill. However, as he approached the classroom door, he noticed a tall and slender figure waiting for him.
Yvette, dressed in a simple yet elegant dress, stood there, her long, sleek hair flowing gently in the breeze. She resembled a goddess from a painting, a vision of grace and beauty.
Her enchanting eyes locked onto Leander’s as she stepped forward, her expression earnest.
“Leander, I have something to ask you,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper yet filled with a sense of urgency.
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