Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

"Why are you looking at me? Missing your two ladies, Celid and Relina?"

Ron, who was about to ask something, immediately darkened his face upon hearing the girl's words: He wondered where this little girl had learned this from, because she was becoming increasingly unrestrained in her interactions with him, always bringing up other women.

"Ouch, you're hurting me! Let go!"

Ron gently tugged at the girl's ear with his right hand, and the girl's playful smile froze on her face.

Feeling the warm breath on her ear, Adele's cheeks immediately flushed red. She kept muttering to herself, but she didn't refuse the boy's mischievous touch.

The formal wizards who had been watching the two of them closely from a distance glanced at Felix, whose face was now gloomy, with a strange look in their eyes.

A familiar person asked with a smile, "Mr. Felix, I remember that girl is your granddaughter, isn't she?"

As soon as the plan was announced, people immediately chimed in:

"That's right, that little girl is Felix's granddaughter. I saw her at their family's ball before."

Upon hearing this, the man immediately laughed as if he were performing a comedy routine, "Oh, it seems your granddaughter hasn't inherited your fine traditions. At this rate, won't she be completely outmaneuvered by the little one over there?"

"Hahaha~"

A burst of cheerful laughter erupted from the crowd, and even Ms. Salin, who had been keeping a straight face and not saying a word, now had a rare smile on her lips.

He seemed to be laughing; this old guy had finally come to this.

Felix's once mature and handsome face had completely collapsed, and he stared at the couple who were fighting not far away with a dark expression.

A sudden feeling of sadness welled up inside me:

He had been wise all his life, but he never expected that he would be defeated by his own granddaughter.

Both times, he made a fool of himself in front of others.

"Sigh~"

Upon realizing this, the old man sighed deeply, feeling quite helpless. If Ron were still that little apprentice, it wouldn't matter. He could simply tell his granddaughter not to have any contact with him, and it wouldn't have any impact anyway.

But now, he recalled what the vice dean had said when the two of them had been together before:

"I've got my eye on this kid. If you want to mess with him, you'd better think twice before you do it."

What else can we do but let it be? We'll just have to pretend we didn't see it in the future.

Suddenly, he remembered something else: he seemed to have taken all of this kid's things before the assessment. Would this kid hold a grudge?

Forget it, never mind.

That kid stole his own granddaughter away. If he dares to hold a grudge over such a small matter, then don't blame him for being ruthless.

Although that's what he thought, he still didn't dare to actually do it.

After all, he knew how protective and serious that vice-dean, who possessed the strength of a third-ring wizard, was.

"Adele, stop joking around, let's get down to business."

"Tch, alright, alright, I'm done teasing you, this is really boring."

On the other side, Ron looked at the pouting girl with some helplessness, and for no reason, a bad feeling arose in his heart: if he were to be with Adele in the future, would she play with him like this all the time?

He shook his head, quickly dismissing the idea and shifting his attention to the important matter at hand.

"Which adult do you plan to choose as your mentor?"

Ron looked at her with some curiosity, secretly wondering if she would choose him directly, the same Mr. Felix he had met before.

Oh right, that old guy, didn't he play a trick on me before?

He suddenly remembered this problem. Although he had also taken a lot of interest from the other party's granddaughter, he couldn't help but mutter to himself when he thought about his pitiful magic stones:

As the saying goes, a gentleman takes revenge even after ten years. You old man, you'd better be careful, or you'll end up in my hands one day, or you'll be in for a world of hurt.

"You don't actually think we have a choice, do you?"

Adele looked at the boy opposite her with a somewhat strange gaze and asked.

Upon hearing her say this, Ron seemed to realize something and immediately understood: That's right, what right do these apprentices have to choose? The other party was just talking.

Thinking of this, his previously restless mind immediately calmed down.

It's not that he wasn't curious about the choice of mentors, nor that he was arrogant, but considering his performance in the assessment, logically speaking, someone would have chosen him as a student no matter what.

If even his performance couldn't attract the attention of even one important figure, then he really should consider whether he should defect from the academy.

After all, the mastermind behind it all had been waiting for him.

If he can't find a powerful backer, Ron believes that after this matter is over, it won't be long before the other party finds an opportunity to attack him.

Thinking about this, he started to feel nervous again.

Although he was very confident in his performance, he was always prepared for the worst. If not a single formal wizard took notice of him, he would have to seriously consider his options. In short, it was always wise to prepare for the worst and have a backup plan in advance.

And so, time passed by, and the many apprentices on the field gradually quieted down.

Each person stared intently at the figures opposite them, clad in various colored wizard robes, their eyes brimming with undisguised ambition and anticipation. However, they all tacitly remained silent, for they knew:

I had no choice at all.

The ones who should really make the choice are the adults on the other side.

"Have you thought it through? If you have, come up here and tell us which gentleman or lady you would like to choose as your mentor."

"My lord, we are still young and inexperienced, and we may not fully understand the direction and importance of choosing our future path. Would you be willing to choose us?"

The words were phrased tactfully, but no one present was a fool; they all understood the underlying meaning.

Augustus on the other side chuckled: "Look, the little ones are still a bit shy. Alright, then we old folks will pick them ourselves."

After standing up, the formal wizards chuckled and then took turns choosing their favorite students.

It seems that they were chosen according to their strength and status.

Augustus was the first to come out. He walked up to the crowd, looked at Ron and Adele, and then smiled and nodded at them.