On hearing this the crowd of students went silent. They were scared to speak out at all against the three robed kids who held status right now.
All of them knew who they were, popular prodigies from the northern side of the nation.
The staff wielder, Hashus. The rod wielder, Kang. Sword wielder, Zoldith.
On top of that, they also yearned to see the kid who bashed them get eliminated or bow down to a high-status noble to feed their egos.
Seeing this, Lyrian honestly couldn't care less. 'I wonder what this shrine is all about.' He thought to himself, looking at the large, enclosed metal object beside him.
At that moment, he saw Arthur tense up his body language and clench his fist. Glancing at his face for a split second, he caught a glimpse of worry etched all over it.
