Chapter 32: Academy Hall
It turned out that the Mushroom Lizard man wasn’t anyone especially important. Jethro and other new tamers barely acknowledged his presence as they walked through the entrance door.
Only Kekius was kind enough to greet.
The door led them through an imposing corridor filled with bulbs of purple and red colors, straight into the grand hall.
Inside, Jethro was met with a galactic space of a room, designed almost like a colosseum with rows and rows of seats arranged in a circular design. Hundreds of students filled these seats, chatting, laughing and arguing with each other.
On the walls were murals of President Velara, Vice President Maximus, and the Prime Minister at the center. A sun simulation hung on the ceiling, illuminating the entire room. Mechbeasts ran around while their masters chased after them, others played with each other, or sat quietly beside their masters.
Jethro, flanked closely by Kekius and Oand, navigated the edge of the crowd, looking for a less conspicuous spot. But as they made their way past cliques of young tamers, they slowly began to draw attention.
Well, Jethro began to draw attention.
"Is that a Gutterling on that guy’s head?"
"It’s him... the one bonded with the scrap."
"Seriously? A Grey Rank? How the hell does he plan to get by?"
"He’ll be gone soon. I just hope he doesn’t end up in my Faction."