Chapter 90: Second Magic Exam
When the mage appeared, Knight Kael stepped back slightly, still holding his ground but with his guard up.
"Luca... You’d better back off; this isn’t your concern," he said in a serious tone.
The words drew a small chuckle from Luca, who, with a flick of his hand, conjured a small electric orb that floated above his palm, vibrant and menacing. It suddenly began to dance gently between his fingers, demonstrating his exquisite control over his mana.
"Kael, the last time we faced off, I recall you couldn’t walk for a month... How about this time we double that, or would you prefer I make it permanent?"
The threat was direct, spoken with chilling calm, making it clear how confident Luca was in his ability to finish him at any moment. Kael, for his part, seemed to be debating internally, but before he could respond, Luca spoke again with a mocking smile.
"Besides, it seems you’re forgetting that it was your student who attacked first. This room is fully monitored, so don’t think no one will notice what happened. And even if my apprentice were to blame... are you really willing to risk your reputation for this small conflict? What will the academy think if they find out a third-year student was defeated by a newly arrived recruit?"
Luca’s words were sharp as an arrow to Kael’s pride. He clicked his tongue before looking at Argus, lying on the floor like a dead dog. The fury within Kael’s heart surged. Argus didn’t know it, but he would be the one to pay the price for this situation. If Kael couldn’t kill him in front of everyone, he would have already ripped off his head.
"Fine... we’ll let this end here." With a scoff, he turned away before saying, without looking at Dixon and the others, "You, recruits, follow me."
Dixon and the others looked at him seriously, not out of fear of punishment—they were already accustomed to injustices from their time on the ship—but because they knew William had deliberately taken all the blame. He had earned the hatred of the nobles so they could live in peace. Despite coming from the same place, the difference continued to grow, making everyone feel miserable and useless. Despite everything, they were deeply grateful, so no words were needed. A fleeting glance and a slight nod were enough for everyone to understand the message.