Hilde creased her forehead as she furrowed her brows. She looked at Lyon calmly walked to the First Hall leisurely.
His nonchalant bearing had always been one of his greatest traits. However, the one that knew what the smirk meant was far and few.
(What is he up to...) Hilde's heart raced as they arrived at the First Hall.
Everyone immediately turned their heads. Some of them recognized the youth, and some were not there yesterday.
"Azure... cloak?" one of the cultivators raised his brows. "He is an alchemist too?"
"Incredible, only a select few able to take both paths as an alchemist and cultivators at the same time," commented another.
They were awed by the status that Lyon wore. All except one young man that had just arrived.
