I watched as the Scholars match was concluded—the winner being Dave, a glasses-wearing boy whom I knew quite well in our class.
Of all the Scholars, he stood out the most, besides Ana. Of course, if he were to go up against her, there was a huge gap in their mental abilities and he would definitely lose.
Looking to my side and watching Ana, I noticed that she was smiling slightly and had a grateful look in her eyes that she wasn't participating as a Scholar.
"I prefer using Magic than just solving theories, what was I thinking before now…?" She muttered to herself.
My smile widened. Of course, it was only natural that practicing a craft would be preferable to just studying and propounding theories. Now that Ana had enjoyed the thrill of using Magic, there was no going back for her.
After the Scholars match, that wrapped things up for the Lower Class first years. Next up were the Middle-Class students.
To be honest, none of them caught my eye.
