Skynder and the Imperial Scholar left the palace as many servants spurred into action. After a brief goodbye, the Imperial Scholar left to plan his lessons.
Skynder had a bit of ti alone, and for the first ti in a while, he relaxed. He went back to his house, which now belonged to lly. However, he could enter whenever he wanted.
Skynder learned that lly had returned to her parents Dukedom. Most likely, she would return when news spread to her about Skynder's return.
With more than four years having passed, their class had already graduated from the Imperial School. He learned that lly had impressively graduated 12th of her class.
Skynder learned most of this information from Fatty, who was now much older. He was still just as fat. He had been running the restaurant well, and had even paid people to create so new recipes.
After he told Skynder about the events since he was gone, Skynder spoke. "It is ti to sell the restaurant."
The Fatty nodded, but hesitated. "What if you sold it to , Skynder?"
Skynder thought for a mont before nodding. "I can do that. And I can do it at a reasonable price."
He and the Fatty instantly began to negotiate, and Skynder ended up with 30% more money than he had ever put into the restaurant, which was quite the gain.
After selling the restaurant to Fatty, Skynder headed to the mail office. Although he usually had mail delivered to his house, it had stopped due to his prolonged absence.
Once at the mail office, he picked up the mail that had been gathering for more than four years.
Opening them up one at a ti, he saw many letters from Li Youcai, who had heard about his journey but continued to faithfully send letters and money. Even after so many years, Li Youcai was doing great. He had even hired two new assassins.
As Skynder counted up all the money, he was astonished. It was an unimaginable sum.
Enough to buy his house three tis over.
He felt that it was the right decision to leave the assassination organization to Li Youcai. After writing a letter to Li Youcai, explaining that he would no longer have to send any money, and that he was the new owner, Skynder left the mail office.
He visited his Aunt in the Imperial Capital, and had a few als with her family before leaving.
Over the next week and a half, many servants were constantly working. In addition, people were sent out to bring people from all over the Empire. After another half week, everything was set up, and everyone was gathered.
Skynder once again attended the Imperial Scholar Camp. He once again started in the lowest tier of room.
A day passed, and they had their first eting at the Education building. Skynder saw Charles there. There were also a few other people from last ti. Charles was much more refined.
Skynder was now an adult, but the blindfold that covered his face was very obvious, and distracted others from realizing that fact.
The Imperial Scholar explained the rules. Many of the new students were eager to have the chance to beco the next Imperial Scholar. Only Skynder knew that this entire thing was a charade. He could not possibly lose to anyone here. Even Charles was no longer anything close to being his equal.
Things were noticeably different this ti. Everything moved much faster. Despite that, the Imperial Scholar only spoke for four hours a day, condensing his teachings greatly. For another four, he would teach Skynder personally. There was not much left to teach him, but everything left to learn was extrely advanced or classified knowledge.
He was tutored on how to run the Empire as the Imperial Scholar, and how to deal with things such as corruption and war.
Everything he needed to know about being the Imperial Scholar was taught to him.
The first test ca upon them. Sa as before, there was a ranking board. As ti passed, everyone noticed that Skynder's na shot up. He was constantly at the top. The Imperial Scholar seed to be in a rush with everything.
A week passed, and surprisingly early, the great library was opened early. It was the Imperial Scholar's way of repaying the people who were not focused on, as he was too focused on Skynder.
Everyone's growth increased, but none could compare to Skynder, who found that everything they were being taught, he already knew.
As the days passed, he noticed Charles growing increasingly maddened. He felt as though he could not even touch Skynder's coattails. Everything he had prepared for and believed was crumbling in front of him. The second week finished, marking the halfway point.
Skynder moved into the penthouse of the dorm building. His points had reached 90.
After a few more days, it reached a total of 100.
Late one night, Skynder left the dorm building, heading towards the largest building in the Imperial Scholar Camp, The Tower.
He stepped into the entrance, and was received by an elegantly dressed woman. Despite having stood here every Imperial Scholar camp, without a single custor, she remained standing with a great posture, and without the slightest sign of exhaustion.
When she saw Skynder, she knew that she was looking directly at the next Imperial Scholar.
"Welco, Skynder. It is my pleasure to serve you." She said.
Skynder nodded. The Tower was thin, and all that was in the lobby besides the lobby room itself was a spiraling staircase. Skynder began to walk up it.
He felt a feeling that was hard to describe. It was as if with every step he took, he was elevated above the common people. Yet, the common people he referred to were also nobles. The majority of nobles could not longer compare to his status alone.
Skynder eventually reached the top, which had a single, comfortable seat, and table facing the distance. From here, he could see the entire Imperial Scholar Camp, as well as most of the Empire.
He let out a sigh. This was why it was worth 100 points. The feeling of being above everyone else was truly unimaginable.
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