Reborn as the General's Useless Daughter-Chapter 347: The Tri-Academy Exchange Arc (Part-39)

Sure enough, when the crowd saw Cindral standing alongside Eamon and the others, expressions of shock and admiration spread.

After all, the status of these three inscription masters in the Tempest City was extraordinary—figures that ordinary people might never glimpse in a lifetime.

"Thunderclap Academy is becoming more and more formidable," someone in the crowd whispered in amazement. "Not only have the three grandmasters of alchemy arrived, but even the inscription masters who rarely ever appear are here. That’s truly astonishing."

"Thunderclap Academy has long been the strongest of the three academies," another replied. "With such close ties to the royal family, it’s only natural that their influence runs deep."

"I’ve only ever heard the names of the three inscription masters," someone sighed. "This is my first time seeing them in person."

The students of Thunderclap Academy were visibly excited. Their academy’s enjoying such prestige filled them with pride and a sense of honor. To be a student of Thunderclap Academy at this moment felt like standing at the very center of attention.

"Master Eamon, please take a seat first and enjoy watching the students participating in the alchemy competition," Cindral said with a warm laugh.

Eamon exchanged a glance with the other two elders before nodding. They did not refuse.

There was little choice. Since Zora was still participating in the alchemy contest, they could not approach her now. Waiting for the competition to conclude was the only option.

Seeing the three elders agree, the smile on Cindral’s face deepened. He personally invited Eamon and the others to the high platform, his manner full of courtesy.

Hector, who noticed their arrival, was equally delighted. This was truly an unexpected bonus.

At this moment, Gerrad and the other alchemy masters also stepped forward. Although the Alchemist Association and the Inscription Masters Association were separate entities, they had frequent interactions. Perhaps because all of them devoted their lives to their respective crafts, Mariette and the others shared a good relationship with Eamon’s group.

"What brings you here today?" Tancred asked in surprise.

They had spoken before, and it was clear that Eamon and the others had little interest in such events. By all accounts, they should not have appeared today.

If this was merely to give Cindral face, Tancred did not believe it for a second.

The character of Eamon and the others was well known. Status, influence, and favors meant little to them. Cindral alone could never invite them here.

Eamon chuckled. "A few days ago, we discovered a remarkably talented inscription artist. After asking around, we learned that she is currently at Thunderclap Academy, so we came to take a look."

Hearing this, Cindral’s eyes lit up.

A genius inscription artist had emerged from Thunderclap Academy? This was truly an unexpected delight!

He wondered which class this student belonged to. To almost overlook such an outstanding talent would have been a grave mistake.

At the same time, Cindral felt even more pleased. As long as that student belonged to Thunderclap Academy, then her future achievements would also be part of Thunderclap Academy’s glory.

"Then why not wait until the alchemy competition ends?" Cindral suggested with a smile. "After that, I can help you find the student."

Eamon nodded. "That’s exactly our plan."

A trace of emotion flashed through his eyes. He had not expected Thunderclap Academy’s standing to have risen so much that even a genius inscription artist had emerged here.

Thinking of this, he could not help but sigh inwardly. Not to mention the academy, even the entire imperial city lacked a true inscription artist.

Such was the stark contrast of reality.

Malrick’s expression also shifted subtly. Although Lunar Academy had aligned itself with Thunderclap Academy, witnessing Thunderclap Academy’s influence firsthand was still shocking.

At this moment, he could not help but sigh inwardly. It seemed that, for the foreseeable future, Lunar Academy would have no choice but to follow Thunderclap Academy’s lead. As for whether this balance would ever change... that was a question for another time.

Cindral cast a proud glance toward Gerrad. When he caught sight of the latter’s calm, unreadable expression, the smugness in Cindral’s eyes only deepened.

In his view, neither the Academy nor Lunar Academy could truly rival Thunderclap Academy.

In the future, Thunderclap Academy would undoubtedly stand at the very forefront. Lunar Academy, at least, knew how to read the winds and attach itself to the right pillar.

As for those who failed to recognize the situation... sooner or later, they would fade entirely from the Holy Mystic Continent.

On the other side, Reesa and the others exchanged glances when they saw Eamon appear. None of them had expected the three inscription masters of Sapphire’s Exchange to show up here.

"I didn’t think inscription masters would be interested in an alchemy competition," Baldwin muttered.

A trace of disappointment crept into Reesa’s eyes. "Did you see the reactions of Thunderclap Academy’s students? The moment those masters appeared, they looked like they’d been injected with chicken blood. It really feels like Thunderclap Academy deserves its reputation as number one."

Her feelings toward Thunderclap Academy had already sunk to the bottom today. Now, with the sudden appearance of the three inscription masters adding even more prestige to Thunderclap Academy, her mood inevitably turned gloomy.

Sebastian’s expression wasn’t much better. The stronger Thunderclap Academy’s influence became, the worse it was for the Academy.

That said, Thunderclap Academy being located in the Tempest city of the Leon Empire did give it a natural advantage. At the very least, its students had opportunities to come into contact with inscription-related matters.

Meanwhile, in other places, even seeing an inscription master once was nearly impossible.

Lionel took a seat beside Eamon and asked curiously, "Master Eamon, did you really find an inscription seedling at Thunderclap Academy?"

He was genuinely surprised. Inscription masters were even rarer than alchemists. Although alchemy had a high threshold, there were still far more alchemists than inscriptionists.

That was precisely why finding an alchemy master’s successor was far easier than finding an inscription master’s.

Even in the entire imperial city of the Leon Empire, only the three people before him could be considered true inscription masters. To discover such a seedling at Thunderclap Academy was nothing short of astonishing.

Hearing Lionel’s question, Eamon paused for a moment. He understood Lionel’s temperament well. This fellow had always loved talent. Was he planning to compete for her?

With that thought in mind, Eamon replied ambiguously, "That girl is currently at Thunderclap Academy."

Lionel frowned slightly. For some reason, he felt that Eamon was acting a bit strangely today.

The three inscription masters had never shown interest in alchemy contests before. In their eyes, inscriptions were the supreme path. Yet here they were, sitting patiently and watching young alchemists compete with great interest.

"Master Tancred," Godfrey suddenly asked Tancred, "who do you think has the best chance in this alchemy contest?"

Godfrey’s thoughts mirrored Eamon’s. No matter what, he could not allow Zora to be taken away by the Alchemist Association.

Tancred was momentarily surprised by the question. Had this old fellow suddenly changed his nature today?

Still, he did not dwell on it and answered straightforwardly, "Sylvandria has always been known as a genius alchemist. Her alchemy skills are indeed excellent."

Hearing Tancred’s answer, Godfrey quietly let out a breath of relief. It seemed that, in this alchemy contest, Zora was not the most eye-catching figure after all.

"Besides Sylvandria?" Godfrey pressed on.

Tancred’s gaze drifted unconsciously toward Zora and Reynard. According to what he knew, Reynard was already a second-rank alchemist.

To reach the level of a second-rank alchemist at such an age was no small feat. His talent was undeniably outstanding, only slightly inferior to Sylvandria’s.

As for Zora, Tancred had received very little concrete information. All he could rely on was what he had seen in the previous rounds. From that alone, it was clear that she possessed a certain foundation in alchemy, but just how deep that foundation went was hard to judge.

After a moment of thought, Tancred spoke cautiously. "Reynard’s alchemy is also quite impressive. He’s the one most capable of challenging Sylvandria."

"So that’s how it is."

The smile on Godfrey’s lips deepened slightly. From Tancred’s words, it was obvious that the Alchemists Association had no intention of competing with them for Zora.

Anselm also wore a faint smile. There was no need to ask further. Eamon had already obtained the answer he wanted.

"I think Zora’s alchemy level shouldn’t be underestimated," Mariette suddenly said. "She might surprise us in this third round."