Chapter 115: Rankich's Assessment Results

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The Card Master Association, on the third floor, bathed in the afternoon sunlight streaming through the glass curtain wall. The orange glow of the epic cards displayed on the magical screen blended with the light, creating countless mesmerizing halos that bathed the entire hall in a shimmering haze.

Meanwhile, whispers and gasps echoed throughout the floors.

Outside the building, on Heton Walk plaza, celebratory cheers rose like distant waves from in front of the screens downstairs, crashing against the glass curtain wall. Even seated on the third floor meeting area, they were clearly audible.

Unlike the joyful atmosphere among those watching,

The air between Huberly and Sophia seemed to be frozen.

The pressure was starting to become a bit suffocating for Huberli.

When Sophia first saw the orange glow, she was stunned for a moment, as if her brain had short-circuited.

"Orange... Epic"

In Sophia's understanding, people their age could already do purple rare qualities, which was the limit.

Only academy professors and the most exceptional of those monster third-year students have a chance of creating Pink Divine Quality.

Orange epic.

This is the realm that only the most top-tier cardmakers of the Myriad Duke level can delve into!

Sophia, do you know what level the Orange Epic will be set at Did you see it Ranch is so awesome!

After coming to his senses, Prince Eanor's first action was to grab Sophia by both shoulders and ask excitedly.

Even though he had watched so many registration and licensing examiners' tests, he couldn't tell what level his best friend would be assigned to!

And Sophia seemed to have gone mad, staring blankly at the projected screen. Her eyes were like those of a doll who had just woken from a dream and hadn't yet adjusted to reality, letting Eleanor shake her.

On a single-person sofa on one side.

"That's enough, that's enough... Your Highness Anor... Please, just stop... Put away your divine power..."

Herbie lay flat, whispering with all his might.

She now only feels like everything is hopeless and she's on pins and needles!

If she hadn't made a date with Lance to wait for him, she would have vanished without hesitation right now!

……

Meanwhile, on the other side.

In the courtyard on the fifth floor of the Card Maker's Association, Lance seemed to be completely consumed by exhaustion.

Under the immense pressure of magical energy, his body was nearly collapsing. His figure flickered several times before he retreated from the artificial illusionary world and finally appeared in the vast central hall, drawing the attention of all the examiners.

The production of the fifth card was something he could no longer continue, even if there was still a chance.

At this moment, Lan Qi only felt an endless fatigue surging from every corner of his body. Even his eyelids felt heavy. His dormitory, his bed, had become his only desire.

Once I get back to the Ikirete Academy, I should be able to sleep for a long time.

He might sleep even longer than he did the last time he painted Talya's portrait on the border of Namtana.

When Lance stepped out of the portal to the void from the artificial world of Shadow, examiner Lawrence's eyes were filled with shock.

Although the broadcast screen will not publicly display the students' scores.

But as the chief examiner, he could directly see the results and specific content through the examination terminal in his hand.

There, displayed prominently was a simple and clear line of text: {“Candidate Lance Wilford, Platinum Level”}.

This line of judgment, like a bolt from the blue, left Lawrence stunned and speechless.

He felt his heart pounding, as if it had been struck by a whirlwind of surprise.

He stared at the invigilator's terminal, the words echoing repeatedly in his mind, finally confirming whether he had misread them.

However, this result was still there for all to see, and with it came a surge of excitement.

Lawrence, the vice president of the Ecthelite Card Maker Association's branch, has been in charge of registering card maker exams in the royal city for so many years that he's only seen a handful reach gold rank.

And the deposit level is almost like those unregistered but already senior sixth or seventh rank card makers who participate in the registered card maker exam and achieve the pink sacred ability.

This is the first time I've met Lawrence in person, and what's even more important is that he's a local boy!

Orange epic, representing the upper limit of crafting magic cards, is also a kind of chasm.

Many Master Cardmakers, even those at the top of their craft, might spend a lifetime without being able to create a legendary Orange Epic-level card.

Platinum, precisely represents that it has already possessed the possibility of making orange epics.

Magic Crystal Level represents the level of mastery over Orange Epic.

> To be called a master craftsman is just an honor. No one in South Continent today deserves that title.

So even though Platinum and Gold are only one level apart, they are worlds apart.

As soon as Lawrence saw that Lynch had returned to the main hall, he immediately assigned an assistant examiner to take over his duties and quickly strode towards Lynch.

"Ranchi, could I have a word with you"

Lawrence inquired earnestly, his gaze settling on Lance's clearly exhausted features. He quickly added,

"I know you need a rest, I promise this won't take too long. We can talk as we walk."

Of course, Mr. Lawrence. My friends are waiting for me on the third floor.

Lancer immediately perked up and smiled, replying.

He was a little curious about what level his work had reached, to warrant such respect from the examiners.

"Come with me."

Lawrence nodded, his voice calm and composed, as if he had already considered Lance a member of the association.

He led Lance, slowly walking down a hallway that led from the main hall to an internal area on the fifth floor. This was a place usually only used by staff within the association.

The passage is lined with warm wooden walls, the muted tones providing a striking contrast to the overall modern style of the building, creating a sense of tranquility.

They walked to the end of the corridor, and suddenly their vision opened up. A huge floating staircase appeared before their eyes.

This staircase is unlike any ordinary staircase; it's composed of translucent, immortal crystals that seem to float like clouds in mid-air, moving with a mysterious rhythm, like the heartbeat of this very association.

Lawrence and Lance stepped lightly onto the stairs. The crystal steps began to descend slowly, carrying them towards the third floor. The surrounding air was stirred by the movement of the stairs, bringing a cool breeze.

"Lanchi, first of all, congratulations on being assigned to the Platinum-tier card maker."

Lawrence stood on the crystal steps, turning his head to look at Lance.

"Platinum level"

Lanche raised his weary eyelids in a touch of surprise.

He didn't expect to be directly promoted to the Platinum level.

And to think, in a while, a prodigy magic artificer girl, rumored to be coming from the Alorand Royal Academy, only to observe Master Loren's [Primal Slate - Wind]. She is only gold rank.

(The End)

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