Chapter 810 - 125 - Odd Pair To Odd Trio (2)
The professor walked in, his steps echoing against the walls, and without even the slightest hesitation, he made the announcement that cut through the air like a blade. His tone was so casual it almost made it worse.
"Unfortunately, someone from the Gold Class will now be transferred to the Silver Class, effective immediately," he declared, not even blinking. "As of now, you’re no longer part of this class, and you’ll be replaced by Miss Rose."
The moment those words landed, the whole room froze. And then, it was like something inside that guy just shattered.
"No... No...! Ahhhhh!" he screamed, voice cracking, raw with panic. His hands flew up to his head, clutching at his hair like he was trying to rip it out. "I can’t get demoted! I can’t get demoted! S-Stop this! T-This is a lie!"
It was hard to look away. His voice was hoarse and almost broken, like the floor had vanished under his feet and he was desperately clawing at empty air.
Getting promoted in this academy was so rare that most cadets didn’t even dream about it. And being demoted... well, that was even worse. It felt like falling from the clouds, smashing face-first into the ground, and then being told to keep crawling.
I could almost guess what was running through his head. He probably thought he was safe and that there was no way in hell anyone would catch up to him. But Rose had been steadily grinding her way up, and that last physical exam last month must’ve tipped the scales.
And because the academy could only hold a strict hundred cadets in Gold, someone always had to fall when someone else climbed. And unlucky for him, it was the one at the very bottom.
"T-This has got to be a mistake! Y-You can’t do this to me! I’m a son of a viscount! I-I can’t go down to the Silver Class! What does that even mean?! Are you sure this was the administration’s decision? Are you all sure?! T-This can’t be happening! If I get demoted, my family will kill me! P-Please, just give me another chance! I can prove myself! I can do it! Just please... please!"
But the professor’s expression didn’t waver. The decision had been sealed. And that was it.