"Winner, Jared Leonard!"
Upon securing my victory, I heaved a sigh of relief and began walking down the stage.
Surprisingly, I was met with the deafening roar of the crowd as they cheered in amazement. The students—especially those from the Lower Class—burst out in cheers of excitement.
A brief smile formed on my face and I relished the moment for a little while.
A Lower Class reject had defeated one from the Upper Class—and not just any kind of elite, one of the two biggest geniuses among Ainzlark Academy's First Years!
Somehow, this occurrence must have given other students hope. If a Lower Class reject could beat a genius, then it certainly wasn't impossible for others to rise above their designated spots.
I hoped this battle would prove to be an inspiration to those who had lost faith in themselves and had given in to the current system.
'There's no placement that's absolute in this world! We make our own ranks!'
