Chapter 43: EX 43. Double Difficulty
Rebecca stood tall, arms behind her back, her cold blue eyes sweeping across the crowd of cadets gathered before her like a hawk gauging prey. The air was still and tense, as if the very atmosphere was waiting for her words.
Her voice crisp and sharp, sliced through the silence like a blade.
"I’m sure all of you know why the selection is held."
She paused deliberately, letting the weight of her words hang in the air. Her gaze swept across the crowd like a silent challenge.
"But if you don’t..." she continued, her tone turning colder, "that’s already the beginning of your failure."
A ripple of unease passed through the crowd. Some cadets visibly gulped. Even among the nobles, anxious glances were exchanged as she continued.
"Now, for the rules. First of all there are 4,567 cadets present today."
"But only 500 will be accepted into the Attack Military."
Gasps erupted across the arena.
A stunned silence followed, then a wave of murmurs as the cadets struggled to process the reality.
"What?!"