Chapter 115 Examination Day

That morning, Jace came to Marin’s study as usual to simply clean up and put a book he had borrowed earlier on the shelf.

Was looking to see if he should take another book and leave when Marin walked into the room.

“It’s been a few days since I’ve met you, Mr. Sesso, but you’re getting better at cleaning your room, and every day I feel fresh when I go into the study, at least it’s much more meticulous than that Amy of mine.”

“Practice makes perfect, Master.” Jace had gathered and packed his things and was about to leave when Marin called out to him and said, “By the way, there’s something I need to tell you.”

“Do you remember what you told me earlier about the Jackals secretly making poisons in the alchemy room? You asked me to speak to the King’s mage about it, and as I said, I just got the latest news yesterday.”

“The king sent investigators to look at it and determined that it was indeed the Jackals who were making the poison, and that those fish corpses weren’t fishmen they were experimenting on, but rather fishmen’s eyeballs as part of the poison ingredients, and that the corpses were thrown there to be used as reserve food. Those jackals got the recipe from somewhere and intended to create a plague throughout the kingdom, but Stormwind has sent a squad to smash that alchemy room and destroy all the materials.”

Jace nodded, he’d actually put it behind him for a while, especially after Marin had told him to keep his nose out of it.

Still, he was a bit concerned about how this matter was resolved in the game. After all, there was no one like him in the game, and if he didn’t tell the Sorcerer’s Holy Ruin about it, then the resolution of this matter might be months, if not years, late, so in the end, was the plague of jackals released?

There was no way for him to know anyway, after all, there was no way to go back to the forums or game group and ask if there was anything about it in the game now.

“Did they ever figure out who led this thing?” Jess asked.

“No.” Marin said, “But who else could it be but the one who attacked the Jackal leader? He’s the unquestioned chief of the Riverclaw clan now. At the moment we have no sign of the Jackals joining forces with any other enemy, be it the Blackstone Orcs, or the Black Iron Dwarves, or even the Gulabash Trolls. And of course, there’s absolutely no way the high-minded Gulabash Trolls would cooperate with the Jackals.”

“The only sign now is that the jackals have learned some magic from the orcs, and even then, they weren’t exactly allies during the war, and even broke out into conflict a few times.” Jace asked, “The king is planning to send an army to the Western Springs Fortress to exterminate the Riverclaw clan?”

Marin shook his head and said, “The king has just raised the bounty again now, another team of mercenaries went missing earlier, so I guess the price of the bounty will go up again after a while.”

Hogs continued to wreak havoc along the Elwyn Forest until a dozen years later, so it’s no wonder that Doohan, the sheriff of the town of Shining Gold in the game, felt that the Hogs were on the verge of causing as much trouble as the Black Stone Towers.

After all, as terrifying as the Black Stone Orcs were, they only rampaged around the northern part of the Red Ridge Mountains, whereas Hogg had been hanging around Stormwind City with a group of minions every day, ambushing passing travelers and caravans for so many years.

Add to this the fact that a few years later the Brotherhood of Stonemasons rebelled, the town of Moon Creek was gradually abandoned due to rampant banditry and thievery, and the entire western wilderness was in complete decline, and the Elwyn Forest’s security forces had no synergistic help, and the elimination of the Hoggs became that much harder to achieve.

“You’re going to take your exams this afternoon, aren’t you? Orcish, at Master Duchamp’s.” Marin asked.

“Yes.” Jace answered.

“How’s the preparation going? Any confidence that you can take first place.” Marin smiled as if flirting.

“Shouldn’t be too bad.” Jace rubbed his head and said, “After all, I’ve only been studying abruptly for a month and a half.”

Marin said, “Do your best then, even if you don’t end up with a free ticket to Dalaran, it’s good to motivate yourself to learn more.”

“Master Duchamp never mentioned it.” Jace said, “He only talked about the exams, not Dalaran’s orcish language exchange at the end of the year, so I wonder if this will fizzle out?”

“No.” Marin explained, “Because there’s no need to bring it up, he just picks the students. Master Andromas had all the travel expenses prepared in advance, just waiting for Master Dushan to find out the students to travel to Dalaran with himself. In the current context, Dalaran is still quite eager to produce a group of orcish language professionals earlier, to strengthen communication with those sheltered orcs, and to prove Master Antonidas’ conjecture earlier.”

“It’s not like there’s no possibility of cancelation, if we have to say so, like a few black dragons popping up over Dalaran or something like that. But instead of worrying about that, it’s better to have a good exam, isn’t it?”

Jess nodded.

Heading to his orcish language classroom in the afternoon, he specifically wore the light tawny mage short top he’d picked up from Larson a few days ago this time, to make himself look more in line with the common image of the mage district, and maybe add a little bit of an impression point on the exam or something like that.

Although it was said that when booking the clothes, he had specifically asked for something simple and plain, and this dress was not much more refined than all the shirts and jackets he had worn before, after all, it was also something worth more than a dozen silver coins.

And this is still made in the Larson store that specializes in reducing the price of custom-made robes for the Wizard’s Temple, if you buy the finished product directly outside, the price is afraid to be in a big rise.

When I arrived at the classroom, there were already a few students sitting in the doorway waiting to take the test.

“Nice outfit, Jess.” A young classmate greeted.

“Good afternoon.” Jess returned, “Good luck with the exam.”

“You too.”

Everyone’s demeanor was relaxed, as the Orcish language class was an elective, and didn’t even count towards tests or grades, etc., either at the university or at the Sorcerer’s Sanctuary.

This is simply an interest course, only he is nervous. Both the students who went in and the students who came out had expressions that were almost like normal classes, and this final exam like test was not very important to them, and when they came out, they didn’t discuss how well they performed, and they directly made a date to go to the Blue Hermit for a drink.

Jace thought to himself that it was going to be bad, not only was he probably taking the least amount of time to learn out of all the students, but now he was turning out to be the most mentally challenged of all the candidates.

In fact he should have and should have been in a similar state of mind as everyone else, the difference was just that he knew from Marin what this exam meant.

If the other students know that they can fight for a public money Dalaran tour if they do well in the exam, this exam does not know what it will be rolled into, that is the heavenly city that all mages …… no, all students, all scholars aspire to ah.

In other words, there is an opportunity in a crisis, which brings a disadvantage, but at the same time is also his advantage.