Chapter 235 Lanchi's Racial Affinity

It was December in Ikrith Academy, and the three o'clock bells were ringing in the afternoon.
　　
Frey's dormitory had the feel of a detective's office.
　　
Dark brown walls were adorned with newspaper clippings of cases he had solved and old maps. His desk was cluttered with files and memos, and next to it stood a microscope, a few alchemical reagent jars, and an open geography magazine.
　　
On the low bookshelf beside the desk were newspapers, manuscripts, magnifying glasses, fingerprint powder, and magical gadgets of unknown purpose.
　　
Two leather sofas sat quietly by the fireplace, for visitors or Frey himself to use.
　　
As the ancient clock tower echoed, Lanchi and Frey both looked out the window.
　　
Thanks to the prestige Frey had accumulated in the student council over the past few months, his obscure detective agency occasionally received commissions.
　　
However, Frey's approach was very different from that of ordinary detectives. Hiring him came with the risk of things going awry, and his prices were proportional to his abilities, so people would not easily ask for Frey's help unless absolutely necessary.
　　
Now that the holiday had begun, the detective agency was completely closed.
　　
On the low table in front of Frey were newspapers and two cups of black tea.
　　
But this was not a business meeting, but a temporary farewell to Lanchi.
　　
Since Hyberion had been living in the Cat Boss Restaurant, the two of them often spent time together. Lanchi was not only Frey's legal advisor, but also a valuable assistant in Frey's detective work.
　　
"Lanchi, your level is forty-six."
　　
Frey held up a dark gray crystal, looked at Lanchi through its light, and said.
　　
"Is that so?"
　　
Lanchi thought it was reasonable. After the last Shadow World incident, he had advanced from the third tier to the fourth, and he didn't feel like he had just reached the fourth tier, nor was he particularly far from the fifth.
　　
"What's your level, Frey?"
　　
"Fifty-four."
　　
Frey replied.
　　
In the past few months, the [Leveling Appraisal Technique], which Lanchi had unintentionally proposed in a casual conversation, and which was jointly developed by the Alchemy and Magic Engineering Institutes of Ikrith Academy, was now rapidly spreading throughout the Southern Continent.
　　
Because its magical structure was very simple, and it mainly focused on the theory, measurement, definition, and calculation of conversion values, it was very convenient to spread. Spell versions, magic card versions, and magic item versions of the [Leveling Appraisal Technique] already existed, and it had even spread to the Northern Continent through the interactions between Shadow World challengers.
　　
In the next few months, there might be an explosive popularization trend.
　　
The research team pointed out in their paper that the person who first proposed this theory was Lanchi Wilford. Even if Lanchi didn't participate at all, he might still gain considerable academic prestige if this research could achieve significant success in the next year or two.
　　
Although this appraisal spell was ineffective against strong individuals in their usual state...
　　
Strong individuals generally concealed themselves. Dean Loren seemed to be at the first tier or even zero, but he was actually at the eighth tier.
　　
"But according to the news I got from the Alchemy Institute, Dean Loren's level was measured at eighty-seven during the development process to assist with the research."
　　
"No wonder he's so freakishly strong."
　　
At Lanchi and Frey's level, crossing a few levels might be possible with talent, special mechanics, or the advantage of mutual restraint. But at the end of the sixth tier, starting from level sixty-nine, each level would have very significant growth, and the attribute gap brought about by the level would be increasingly difficult to compensate for with other factors.
　　
The number of ninth-tier powerhouses in the North and South Continents combined was only in the single digits. There was a reason why Loren was called the strongest guardian of the Kingdom of Houton.
　　
The two chatted idly.
　　
Now that the holiday had begun, the campus was much quieter, and without the student council affairs, they even felt a sense of listlessness after retirement.