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Chapter 346: Chapter 255: End of Final Exams Chapter 346: Chapter 255: End of Final Exams “King” Augustus was, ultimately, placed in temporary residence within the White Queen District by Aiwass.

After settling him, Aiwass and Isabel returned to the Hall of Silver and Tin.

For his safety concerns, and also to prevent him from taking the chance to escape, Augustus was actually under soft imprisonment there.

He was monitored and protected by at least six Inspectors in shifts, along with three servants taken from within the Hall of Silver and Tin who were responsible for his daily care and reporting his every move.

Even so, the “King” was moved to tears of gratitude.

What a good person!

Oh, wrong.

What a clever fox!

Before this, he had even been mentally prepared to go to prison.

The prisons in Avalon were different from those in Star Antimony.

The most common punishment and work there involved walking treadmills.

Each set of treadmills was like seven interconnected hamster wheels with partitions in between, to prevent whispered conversations.

Below, a rotating shaft device was attached that could grind corn and other grains.

Once the devices were started, they would keep turning due to inertia.

As a result, once seven people started running, no one could stop.

The prisoners had to run for three hours each time, twice a day, while those with more serious offenses had to run three times.

The exertion was equivalent to climbing a mountain with an altitude of three to four thousand meters.

In this way, the prison could also act as a large mill.

And since the prisoners’ energy was completely drained by the machine, as long as their diet was controlled, they naturally did not have the extra energy to think about escaping or fighting.

The speed of the treadmills was not actually very fast, after all, it was not idling but needed to grind grains.

But the workout was basically equivalent to climbing stairs non-stop.

The most terrifying aspect of this penal labor was that while working, the only thing one could see were the white walls in front, to the sides—the white was the emblem color of the Silver-Crowned Dragon, and seven is Its sacred number.

While being punished, it was also tantamount to worship toward It.@@novelbin@@

Therefore, the prisoners would not faint or die suddenly on the treadmills but could receive slow healing…

However, because of this, the body’s self-protection limitations could gradually be overridden, leading to even cleaner exhaustion of physical strength.

Furthermore, the prisoners had no decorations and could not see the time, so they did not know how much longer they had to work or how long they had been working.

Even when returning to their cells, they typically had no energy to chat with others.

Over time, they wouldn’t even know how long they had already spent in prison or how much longer they would have to stay.

Therefore, the jailers in Avalon did not need to use restraints or torture devices to beat or torment the prisoners, as the fear of prison was enough.

After their release, they seldom dared to commit crimes again and return to prison.

This was starkly different from Star Antimony.

The prisons there were not much different from the slums.

There were gangs, rules, illicit booze, frequent brawls, and usually prisoners worked in the prison workshops, occasionally able to read newspapers and work out.

In exchange, they would sometimes be pulled out by jailers to be tortured as a form of punishment.

But the King would rather sit in a Star Antimony prison, tormented by torture devices, than sit in an Avalon prison.

Having mentally prepared for this, even if Aiwass straightforwardly said he would be put under house arrest, he would only be thankful for Minister Moriarty’s great magnanimity and hoped that Avalon would quickly bring his family over.

Augustus certainly knew that the most expensive thing was what came for free—

It seemed like Avalon wanted nothing in return to bring over his family members and let them escape from Star Antimony’s surveillance and abduction.

But in truth, this was asking for the rest of his life—since his family would now be in Avalon, naturally, it would be much harder for him to flee.

It’s simple to run away alone but nearly impossible to escape with one’s family.

—But what of it?

If Avalon went through so much effort to bring him and his family, that showed Avalon needed him.

Though August himself didn’t know what he could do, it was still better than slowly dying of poverty in Star Antimony.

The place where he was now under soft arrest was even a villa in the capital’s White Queen District—with even a butler and two servants to care and watch over him!

To alleviate his boredom and also to see his level…

Aiwass had specially instructed these servants to buy some raw materials for Augustus, allowing him to make essential oils at home using professional equipment.

This week, Aiwass and Isabel were also focused on their exams.

After this week, Aiwass’s subjects were all settled.

Isabel was a year ahead of Aiwass and had enrolled in more electives, so she had more course exams, with three more exams next week.

Having achieved five perfect scores, he almost knew his level after advancing to the third Energy Level.

Thus, he controlled his scores a bit on the last Star Antimony Language and Iris Flower Language exams, getting only two three-petaled flowers.

In truth, if he had seriously written the exam, he should have managed at least five petals or more.

But with five “impeccable” and two “exceeding expectations,” he would definitely have been the top student of their class.

However, Aiwass wanted to leave some opportunities for other talents.

Now, although Aiwass also had an extremely daunting five impeccable scores, he had received three-petaled flowers below the four-petal flower mark—being the top student required all subjects to have at least the “normal level” of four petals and above, and having a three-petal flower indicative of “pass” meant one could not possibly be the top student.

Hayna had already graduated early and had even been working for almost half a year.

Although she still hadn’t been assigned her own Gryphon, final exams were clearly not something that she needed to concern herself with too much.

Aside from having to take a few elective courses, she had already completed all the other exams in advance.

Furthermore, the scores in those few elective courses didn’t really matter…

Nevertheless, Hayna had still spent a few weeks reviewing in her spare time while working, so that she could keep her perfect scores.

Aiwass, who felt light as a feather after completing the exams, gathered at Bishop Mathers’ home with Hayna.

“Do you particularly want to get perfect scores, senior?”

Aiwass was a bit curious, “Your graduation scores don’t really matter to you anymore, do they?”

“It’s more like an obsession…”

Hayna, beaming, held her diploma and couldn’t resist kissing it, breathing in the fresh scent of the ink.

Then she turned to Aiwass and explained, “You know…

I’m not actually smart; I’m just good at studying.”

——Indeed.

Aiwass thought to himself, you’re indeed not very smart.

This naturally graceful and beautiful country girl was still, at heart, a country girl.

Apart from studying and training, she was still rather clumsy after a few months of frontline experience.

Despite possessing an extensive range of theoretical knowledge and skills that were outstanding among her peers, she still hesitated a bit in applying them.

This was the case not just in the use of theoretical knowledge, but even in combat, she was a bit unaccustomed.

There seemed to be this strange sense of disconnection within her—as if it were not she who had systematically learned the skills, but another Hayna.

Aiwass, who directly raised his skill levels through the system, didn’t have the same sense of disconnect as Hayna.

Fortunately, although Meg had succeeded in her rebirth, her promise to Hayna was still in effect.

Now Hayna had become Ligeia’s official disciple.

If everything went as expected, she would move to the Arbitration Hall once she advanced in rank again.

Currently, she was at the Supervisory Bureau, simply accumulating work experience.

Aiwass even speculated that the Supervisory Bureau had always been reluctant to assign Hayna a Gryphon because they couldn’t decide what level of Gryphon to give her.

Because even before being noticed by Meg, Hayna’s scores had always been outrageously high.

It was highly likely she would be transferred to the Supervisory Court or the Arbitration Hall after a period of time.

And for Gryphons, they were basically permanent assignments.

There was no such thing as getting a lesser one initially and then receiving a better one upon promotion, or replacing a fallen one with a new one—Gryphons were bonded with their careers.

Even Meg herself, after her Gryphon had died in the line of duty, had not used her position to raise a new one for all these years.

This was not only a matter of rules but also of love.

As partners to the Avalonians, Gryphons were not merely pets; Gryphon Knights were not their masters, but their human companions.

Since humans and Gryphons could synchronize their Path levels, it meant that their souls were essentially mingled together in reality.

This was precisely why Gryphons could share their ability to fly at high speeds after elementalizing into wind with their companions.

Otherwise, with the maximum speed of a Gryphon, just flying would be enough to conjure storms on the ground and shred trees.

The physical strength of a Gryphon would not withstand that kind of pressure, and humans even less so.

But they didn’t need to resist.

Because Gryphons were the darlings of the storms.

Even a level eighteen typhoon could not harm even a young Gryphon in the slightest.

As long as it was a Pureblood Gryphon, it could transform its essence into a storm.

This was a natural talent that could be mastered without instruction, akin to how humans use tools.

For this reason, most Gryphons could only fly at full speed when accompanied by their partners—in this state, other companions riding on their back would just fall off as soon as the Gryphon accelerated.

Even the Gryphon of the great Guardian that Aiwass had ridden before could control the wind around it to prevent Aiwass from being blown off but dared not fly at full speed.

“I’m pretty sure now that you’ll get a White-Feathered Griffon,”

Aiwass said with a smile, sharing the good news with her.

He also felt genuinely happy for Hayna.

In some ways, Hayna was like a good brother to him, and their interactions were utterly stress-free.

“That’s awesome?!”

Hayna exclaimed with surprise, “That’s strong—”

Even though her words were a bit coarse for a girl, they were just right for her.