Duke of Bauhinia's mansion, Mark Oscar's study room.
"Bastard, as soon as you get some power, you can't control that mouth of yours. Tell me, what exactly is there for you to show off?"
"You even went to the Las Vegas casino to spread the word, are you out of your mind?"
Mark Oscar pointed at Lucian's nose and started cursing.
"You are just a little fourth rank mage now. Do you know how many mages like you are in the entire Hiro Empire?"
"There are so many that I can't even count them!"
Looking at his father's furious look, Lucian did not have the slightest bit of regret.
"But how old are those people? I am only fifteen years old this year. I don't think there are many who can become a fourth rank mage at my age."
Lucian raised his head proudly and said indignantly,
"I'm not bragging. In the entire Imperial City, which person can do it other than me?"
"Is that from your own ability?"
Mark looked at Lucian angrily. He really wanted to kill this insolent b*stard.
But in the end, he held back. After all, Lucian was his biological son. He had raised him for fifteen years. He could not do that.
"Tell me, if I didn't give you something, how would you be able to advance to tier 4?"
"Isn't it just a bottle of magic medicine and an anti-magic stone? What's the big deal? When I become a Tier 8 mage in the future, I will return it to you."
Wasn't it just a bottle of magic medicine?
Marl was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He really wanted to tell his stupid son.
That bottle of magic potion was not something that you could obtain just by becoming an eighth rank Saint Magister. In the entire Hiro Empire, only the imperial family could obtain it from those old geezers in the anti-magic Research Institute.
However, when he recalled the humiliating scene that night, Mark still held back.
He did not want his son to know too much.
Once he understood that in the mind of that emperor, he was just a tool, this immature son of his who liked to pretend to be deep, might cause some trouble!
"I think that this is not the result of your potion at all."
Lucian raised his face stubbornly. Although he was still kneeling on the ground, his aura was not inferior to Mark's.
"I have told you a long time ago that I am a genius for the anti-magic stone cultivation method, but you refused to believe me."
"Well, I have only received the anti-magic stone for a few days and now I am already a peak tier 4 mage now."
"Tell me, what else can I be if not a genius?"
As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.
Lucian, who was only fifteen years old, was proud and confident.
The anti-magic stone that others did not dare to touch was, in his view, a gift that the world had set up to welcome him.
He firmly believed that he was the cultivator chosen by the mage God, a natural anti-magic stone cultivation genius.
"B*stard!"
Slap!
Mark raised his hand and slapped Lucian's face.
"Get lost, get lost!"
"I'll get lost then. One day, I will make you admit my talent."
Lucian was not angry at all.
Firstly, he had suffered too much from Mark's slap. He was immune to such physical damage.
In comparison, he was more afraid of Mark's mental attacks.
Secondly, his thoughts were not there at all. His heart had already drifted to the second day after the Hiro Empire's Royal Academy examination.
At this moment, other than occasionally replying to Mark with his mind in the present, the rest of the time, he was fantasizing about how he would enjoy the cheers of the citizens after defeating Hughes.
"Just you wait. Tomorrow, I will become famous in the imperial capital. At that time, the people will definitely not mention you because you are the emperor's Internal Affairs Officer."
Lucian placed one hand on the door frame and said confidently,
"At that time, you will become the star figure in the entire imperial capital's noble circle as Lucian Oscar's father."
"Your method of raising children will become the educational bible that the imperial city's nobles will strive to imitate!"
"I will allow you to brag a little for yourself, but at the same time, you can't forget to mention how talented I am!"
Lucian threw out his words like a barrage of cannons.
For a moment, he actually sent Mark into a daze!
"What the hell did I give birth to!"
Mark was so frustrated that he beat his chest and stomped his feet. But at this moment, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind!
"Yes! I can make use of this thing to make a story!"
Mark's mind was working rapidly, and an extremely meticulous plan popped up in his mind.
Fifteen minutes later, Mark's secretary hurriedly walked into his study. Before he could ask anything, Mark's order came.
"Withdraw all the plans we made before. Don't target Hughes anymore."
The secretary looked at Mark with a stunned face. Seeing Mark's beaming face, he quickly swallowed the words that were already on the tip of his tongue.
"Not only that, we also have to give some help to Hughes. Pass down the order. This time, we must let Hughes get first place in every exam in the first four rounds. I won't allow any mistakes on this point!"
What!
We will help Hughes and help him obtain the first place in each of the examinations!
Duke, are you sick? !
The secretary was full of doubts, but in the end, he did not dare to ask.
"What are you waiting for? Quickly go back and do it. If you can't do it well, bring your head to me!"
After saying this, Mark picked up the robe that was placed on the clothes rack at the side.
He put it on as he walked out of the study.
"I'm going to see His Majesty in the palace now. Before I come, you'd better settle this matter for me."
..
Fifteen minutes later, Mark entered the palace through the emergency passage and arrived at Napoleon's study.
After receiving Mark's message, Napoleon waited in the study.
"Your Majesty, I have a brilliant idea..."
Mark walked to Napoleon VII in small steps and carefully explained his idea to Napoleon.
After pondering for a moment, Napoleon raised his head and looked at Mark with a faint smile. He said mockingly,
"You want to use this opportunity to push your son to the cusp of the storm. Your heart is a little ruthless."
"My son is incompetent and proud. I just want to use this opportunity to temper his character. I hope Your Majesty will grant my wish."
Napoleon VII looked at Mark with a smile and said gently,
"As a father, you have already made a decision. How can I refuse? Follow through with it."
After saying that, Napoleon VII stood up and left the study.
Continue?
As expected, he planted a spy by my side.
Mark smiled bitterly. But now that he had the emperor's support, his plan would be better implemented.