Whether people admit it or not, setting aside her questionable behavior, Willis’s words were quite effective in motivating those who had no understanding of the nation.
But at this moment, coming from Willis herself, they inevitably felt a little off.
“At this critical juncture, what does the Okam Empire need? Talent!”
“Talent who can uphold the future of this nation, bear the hopes of millions, carry the glory and mission of our ancestors, and build a great empire!”
Willis swept her gaze righteously across everyone in the hall. Although many had heard rumors and held doubts about her character…
At this moment, under her gaze, they involuntarily lowered their heads!
They were in the Royal Academy. Could they honestly say they were the kind of talent Willis spoke of?
Meanwhile, Willis, standing on the moral high ground, grew more passionate with each word. Despite being a villain, she spoke as if she were a paragon of virtue, without a shred of shame.
“And where do we find such talent? I, Willis Egbert, say the answer is—the Academy!”
“Only the students here are pure and untainted, not yet polluted by the undercurrents of society. They are rough gems, the hope of this nation!”
“As a princess of the empire, it is my duty to share the burden of the empire and guide millions of subjects. This! Is why I have come to take up this position!”
“If this night has no light, then I shall be the Guiding Light, leading the way! If the world has no fire, then I shall be the Brilliant Torch, igniting a raging flame!”
Willis raised her arm and shouted. Her tall, holy figure was bathed in light, dazzling and magnificent.
So much so that all the teachers and students present forgot her name for a moment, as if the woman before them truly could lead the Okam Empire to the glory of its ancestors!
But Ofilia was shaken by these words, her delicate body trembling slightly. She had seen shameless people before, but never such a shameless princess!
If anyone was the greatest harm to this empire, it was none other than you—Willis Egbert!
Ofilia clenched her fists, her sharp eyes locked on Willis. Her chest heaved with heavy breaths, her anger barely contained.
“According to Your Highness, you are the bright star of great teachers, guiding those lost on the path?”
Ofilia sneered, cutting her off.
“Forgive my rudeness, but I have heard that Your Highness is uneducated and ignorant, and to this day is nothing more than a low-ranking mage who climbed up by using your high status.”
“May I ask, Your Highness, the entry requirement for mages is proficiency in at least three types of spells. Do you possess that?”
Ofilia hated the woman in front of her with all her heart, but she knew her well.
Willis Egbert, as a princess of the empire, spent her days scheming and indulging in affairs, never focusing on cultivation.
But this was the Royal Academy, not her imperial palace.
Here, they pursued scholarship and knowledge, not power struggles.
The reason Willis wanted to enter here aside, Ofilia clearly knew whether she had the qualifications.
Since that day, Ofilia had been tracking the information on her enemy, seeking to trip her up.
Among all the spells Willis had learned, only the high-level Wind Magic skill—Air Blade—was proficient.
The rest were mediocre and barely practiced.
Ofilia’s mind churned, confident she had found Willis’s weakness.
“Your Highness repeatedly says you wish to cultivate talent for our empire, but with your strength and knowledge, can you truly fulfill the sacred duty of a teacher?”
“I acknowledge that Your Highness’s words about the nation’s fate depending on its people and talents are reasonable, but I do not accept that you are qualified.”
Her gaze was sharp, her confidence unshaken—and this was all thanks to Willis herself, who handed over her own flaw so readily!
“How can someone who hasn’t refined their own magic be fit to teach the Academy’s students, the geniuses of this world?”
Ofilia’s words hit hard, striking directly at Willis’s weakness.
The hall fell silent. Everyone’s eyes flickered between Willis and Ofilia.
They didn’t know what grudge existed between the Second Daughter of the Laiensi Family and Her Highness the Princess, but it didn’t stop them from cheering for her.
Having a new Academy student challenge the princess’s qualification was far more convincing than if the teachers had done so.
If even the students didn’t recognize the teacher’s qualification, the Academy had even more reason to reject this appointment!
Mark stood quietly at the corner of the podium, eyes sparkling as he watched the scene, then shifted his gaze to Willis.
Heh, Second Princess, this is your Achilles’ heel! How will you handle it?
Or will you just accept your fate?
Lose face in front of a thousand teachers and students, including the Emperor himself, and flee in disgrace?
Seeing no one come forward to stop Ofilia’s rudeness, Willis understood that most here were just waiting for her to become a laughingstock.
Including the lofty Father Emperor.
At this moment, only Hill Yu, hidden backstage and nervously clenching her fists, truly cared about her.
Willis took a deep breath, scanning the hall before fixing her gaze on Ofilia.
Facing the princess standing in the light, Ofilia showed no fear. She met Willis’s icy stare head-on.
That blazing anger, carried through her mocking and provocative eyes.
Willis! The pain you’ve caused me—today marks the start of my revenge!
Willis finally spoke, asking, “Oh? May I ask, from where did this student hear the rumors of my poor skills?”
“That’s no rumor! It’s the truth!”
Ofilia stated firmly.
“May I ask if the truth you speak of is that this princess, with only apprentice mage ability, is unfit to be an Academy teacher?”
Willis asked again.
“Exactly!”
Ofilia sneered coldly.
Pretending! Keep pretending!
Willis Egbert, no matter how eloquent you are, your lack of skill is a fact!
And this will be the boulder that shatters your dream of entering the Royal Academy. No matter your noble birth or your scheming, in this place that values knowledge and talent, it’s useless!
But facing this predicament, Willis didn’t panic. Instead, she revealed a triumphant smile, like a predator with its prey hooked.
To Ofilia, this was pure contempt, Willis’s indifference to her defeat.
“Damn despicable woman! At this point, what chance do you have to turn things around!? I refuse to believe you can master the other spells to proficiency in such a short time!”
Ofilia’s mind screamed, her face icy as frost.
On stage, Willis smiled faintly. Her breathtaking beauty overshadowed everything in the hall.
At that moment, she seemed like the only presence in this world.
“Very well, this student, then the princess must take the time to properly criticize you.”
Willis smiled lightly, confidently looking at all the teachers and students present.
“I’m sure everyone here has the same thoughts, right?”
As Willis’s voice fell, several Academy teachers and professors nervously refused, but their relaxed smiles clearly showed their agreement!
“Never mind… Since everyone thinks my skills aren’t enough to be a teacher, then this princess shall explain properly…”
Willis turned slightly to look at Mark. In that moment, Vice Dean Mark suddenly felt a chill run through him and an ominous premonition rise in his heart.
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