Chapter 263
"Now, time for the first assessment." Eric clapped his hands together, the sharp sound echoing through the training hall.
"I want you all to understand something clearly. During these assessments, I'll be taking notes of your performances and submitting them directly to your academy instructors."
He paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping across the group before narrowing on a single individual.
"And right now, one arrogant student already has a poor score for the first round," he said, his voice laced with disdain as his eyes lingered on Grey—who stood motionless, arms folded, eyes shut as though lost in meditation, completely detached from the surrounding commotion.
'Tsk. Filthy peasant dares ignore me. He doesn't realize the power I wield over his chances to compete in the tournament. I'll make sure he never steps into that arena,' Eric thought, his fists clenching at his sides before he turned away, masking his irritation behind a thin smile.
