Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

Hearing these words, which were exactly the same as the nonsense literature circulating on the internet in his previous life, Ron could no longer keep his expression in check. His lips twitched, and looking at the old man opposite him, he suddenly had an impulse to fight him without a care in the world.

However, considering that impulsiveness is the devil, Ron forcibly suppressed the restless emotions within him:

After all, reason told him that if he really did that, he wouldn't even need to think about how the mastermind would treat him; this old man could simply turn him into his senior's dog.

A real dog.

He didn't want to spend every day in his senior's bedroom watching her change clothes, unable to do anything about it.

That would be better than just killing him.

"Little guy, you seem to have a lot on your mind?"

The old man opposite him had been smiling at him, but after sensing his inner thoughts, he became speechless.

Unexpectedly, upon closer inspection, this student's mind was filled with rather "colorful" thoughts.

This was torture for an old man like himself, especially one who was dashing, rich, talented, and well-connected in his youth... (and many other things).

Ron's face twisted as he listened to the other person's words.

I quickly suppressed those indescribable thoughts that were running through my mind, afraid that the old man would continue to pry into my privacy.

"Forget it, I can't say much about what you young people think. Anyway, I've come to see you today for one thing."

"Please hurry up and tell me, don't tease me. My heart is fragile, I can't take this kind of teasing."

Seeing that the old man opposite him seemed easy to talk to, Ron immediately stopped hiding his true thoughts and complained to him with a crying face.

Seeing the boy's appearance, the old man named Latour couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing:

"You weren't like this during the assessment, kid. I remember back then. You were yelling for everyone to come at you together. How come you're looking so lifeless now, facing an old man like me? I don't owe you any magic stones, do I?"

You don't owe me magic stones, but for a third-ring wizard to stand here "teasing" a mere mid-level wizard apprentice like me, of course I'm scared.

Who knows what you old man are going to do to a young guy like me?

Of course, Ron would never dare to say these words aloud; the thought only flashed through his mind, and he didn't dare to explore it further.

After all, the old man's ability to see into people's hearts was something he was quite wary of.

Latour observed Ron's expression, a hint of suspicion in his eyes. He had a feeling that the little guy in front of him was muttering bad things about him in his mind. However, the kid was indeed very clever. Knowing that he could roughly hear his thoughts, he still had a way to cover it up.

He's growing to like this little guy more and more.

"Alright, alright, I'm not joking with you anymore. Time is precious, so let's get down to business. I thought you did well in the assessment, and I'd like you to be my lab assistant. What do you say?"

"Of course, of course I'd like to. You should have said so sooner. If you had, we wouldn't have wasted so much time, right? And you even caused me..."

Ron didn't know why, but his urge to complain suddenly exploded at this moment, and he almost blurted out what was on his mind.

Fortunately, at that moment, a ripple suddenly appeared on the [Eternal Sleep River] in his sea of ​​consciousness. It was this slight ripple that stopped him from saying what he was about to say.

"What have I done to you? Keep talking, this old man wants to hear what you little brats are saying about me."

"Haha, you're joking, old man. Who would dare to make fun of you?"

Ron chuckled awkwardly, scratching his head, his heart tightening slightly.

Thankfully, if it weren't for the treasure that Lady Moon gave me earlier, I probably would have been badly injured, if not killed, by that old guy.

Despite the other person's gentle and polite words earlier, Ron knew that the guy was definitely not as mild-mannered as he appeared.

Given such a high level of mental and physical contamination, Ron would never believe it, no matter how normal or kind the other person appeared.

Because he himself had personal experience with it, for example, during the assessment, the worst side of his personality was fully exposed. This was only because he had several treasures to suppress his inner turmoil; otherwise, his performance would probably have been even worse.

"Alright, that's all for now. I'll be going now. Don't forget to report to the lab in three days. The address is the Red Moon Spirit Wizard Tower in the center of the academy. Don't be late. If you dare to be late, I won't mind letting you meet your senior, just as you wish."

Ron watched the old man walk away and heard the words beside him, finally letting out a sigh of relief:

"Phew~"

The pressure of being next to a third-circle wizard is unimaginable.

Compared to his previous performance when the moon goddess Seridwin met the vice-dean, Ron's behavior just now could be considered "composed".

This Mr. Latu is the vice-head of the Tower of Red Moon.

Only then did he vaguely recall that he seemed to have met the vice dean when he acted as a go-between for Ms. Moon and the academy during the previous assessment.

However, for some unknown reason, perhaps due to the self-protection of his mental energy, or perhaps because the other party possessed some kind of magical mark that made people forget him upon seeing him, he only slowly recalled the appearance of the vice dean he had seen before just now.

"This is what Ms. Salin asked me to wait for."

Ron stood still, his right hand touching his chin, a habitual gesture when he was thinking.

I kept replaying the events that had happened in my mind and reviewing them one by one.

From Augustus's speech after the assessment to the political commissar's selection of students by the formal wizards, he deliberately avoided mentioning his own performance, as well as the words of the wizard Salin, and his conversation with the vice-principal, Mr. Latour.

These things gradually connected in his mind.

This eventually formed a complete storyline.

"So what if he's a disciple? This old man is really something. He had to bring up things like 'experimental assistant' and 'if you're late, you'll become a dog.' Sigh, the world is going to the dogs, and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be."

"Hehe, I heard that~"

"..."

Ron dared not speak again, standing silently in place, not daring to move an inch. To speak or not to speak:

Old ginger is spicier!