The next day after the Auction Night, news about the auction was already spreading like wildfire throughout the entire World Academy.
Leonard was in the third-year student's Ranker's Dorm.
He was sweating profusely as he swung his sword in his training facility.
He tightened his grip on his sword as he swiftly performed the special sword art that he had learned from his dad, Osbert Tarvian, Chairman of the World Association.
His mood was worse, but he looked at the sword artifact he had received.
A deep blue sword, which shined as if it were made out of a gem, but Leonard could feel its power and knew it was a good investment.
But he looked back at the White Blade that had cost him 70,000 GP, and it was all because of one man. This C Rank sword had cost him way more than it was worth.
