At Leonheart Royal Academy, everything depended on strength. Bloodlines determined potential. Aura levels determined dominance. And the arena? It was where the world watched legends being forged.
Yet even here, some were born different.
Silver hair flowed like liquid moonlight as she stepped into the arena. Rose Leonheart, Fourth Princess of the Leonia Kingdom, carried herself with calm authority. Her blue eyes scanned the field, unshaken.
Even among top students, she radiated something rare: true presence.
Opponents approached, aura flaring. Their swords gleamed with enchanted light. They were skilled. Dangerous. Top ten ranked. Yet none dared underestimate her.
With a flick of her wrist, the first strike came—and was effortlessly blocked. Her movements were precise, elegant, lethal.
A whirlwind of sword aura and flashing steel surrounded her, leaving only a trail of dust and awe.
Leonheart Royal Academy — Combat Rankings (Top 10)
Kael Draven
Seraphina Vale
Lucien Mordred
Astra Whitlock
Darius Crowne
Felix Arden
Rose Leonheart
Elias Vorn
Lyra Moonveil
Vacant
She was ranked seventh. Not the first. Not the second. Yet among her peers, whispers always followed her: "The Silver Leon bloodline… it's impossible to contain."
Because Rose was different. Her aura was not just power—it was instinct. She moved as if the battlefield itself bent around her, as if every opponent's strike was already known.
And she was holding back.
From the observation deck, instructors nodded quietly.
"Her control is improving again," one murmured.
"Still… she's hiding true strength," another replied.
Even at her age, even in the top ten, no one had fully seen what Rose Leonheart could do.
Outside the arena, a shadow fell over the courtyard. Heads turned. Students paused mid-step.
Tall. Broad-shouldered. Black hair. Light blue eyes that surveyed the academy with unnerving calm.
Jax Pendragon.
No one knew his bloodline—or even his aura. But whispers spread instantly:
"Entrance exam Rank 1."
"He doesn't even have a bloodline."
"He's… different."
The system couldn't read him. Teachers couldn't measure him. Even the academy AI, the one that calculated aura, strength, and potential, simply marked him as Unknown.
And yet, his presence alone made the top students tense.
Jax moved silently across the courtyard. His eyes, cold and calculating, scanned the academy. Everything was familiar. Because he had already seen it—months ago—in a story he read on another world.
A world that now seemed impossibly real.
And at the center of it…
Her.
Silver hair. Blue eyes. Confidence radiating in every step. Rose Leonheart, the princess with a mythical bloodline that could rival legends.
Their eyes met. A brief moment.
She didn't bow.
She didn't speak.
She simply acknowledged him with a flicker of curiosity.
And something in Rose's instinct whispered: this one is different.
Above them, the academy system recalibrated.
STUDENT ANALYSIS: Jax Pendragon
Bloodline: Unknown
Aura Level: Unknown
Mana Capacity: Unknown
Status: Unreadable
The academy had never seen a student it couldn't measure.
And today, a storm had arrived.
This was just the beginning.