"Next one, Maxwell Gillette."
With that call out, the academy training grounds suddenly went quiet.
A second later, the sound of laughter started up. Even the Dukes on stage had a look as if they were watching a comedy show.
"Previously, the trash servant; now it's the trash boss's turn. The results will definitely be the same, and not a single spawned beast was killed, resulting in 0 points."
"It's best not to come out and disgrace yourself."
"I bet he has become accustomed to losing all this time and doesn't even know what shame is anymore."
All these discussions started up and they were all ridiculing Maxwell.
However, some junior members remained silent and stared steadily, like soldiers, as Maxwell walked up.
On top of the stage, Fargo narrowed his eyes with a cold intent and muttered: "You actually didn't die!"
In the eyes of Maxwell, Fargo's name now appeared red to him.
