Guile stared at Arcuied's back, watching the snowy white haired student step forward to the portal — vanishing along with his teammates.
Guile nodded, satisfied. He shifted his attention to the room, staring at the swarm of students. He narrowed his eyes as he smiled.
Good, they were all filled with ambition and impatience.
"Alright, next group." Guile shouted, his arms crossing over his chest. "Team Eugene! come forward!"
Hearing the name, all the students immediately distanced from each other — forming a straight line in the middle of the room. It did not matter whether they were a noble or a civilian. They obediently took a step back and shifted their attention to Eugene.
... None would dare to disrespect a Pendragon after all. In a Kingdom where the nobles were the absolute forces — disrespecting one of the largest noble houses was akin to a death sentence of eternity.
