"Are you alright?" Tron immediately went forward and held Sethra's body up. The dagger was still embedded deep in her belly. Thankfully, there wasn't much blood spilling out.
"Y-yeah, I am aright." Sethra smiled awkwardly. Sweat dripped down her pale face as she smiled.
"It's good you were able to hold yourself back this time, I'm proud of you." She whispered in his ears.
Tron's face changed slightly. If only she knew he wasn't planning to intervene in the least, he wasn't sure what she would think.
He managed to smile at her while retrieving a bottle from his pocket.
"Let me take you somewhere to heal up your injuries." Tron gently carried her in princess style and walked to one of the trees nearby, settling her down.
He expanded the torn hole in her gown and immediately removed the dagger in one swift motion, drawing a rapid gasp from Sethra.
Quickly pasted Jason's smelling healing potion on the wound till it was tightly packed and then he wrapped bandages around it and gave her a sip of the potion to drink.
Sethra's pale face finally started recovering after some time.
"Where did you get the medicine?"
Tron glanced at Sethra and smirked. "I have my ways."
"Hmph! Pretending to be mysterious."
She playfully snorted and rolled her eyes in false anger.
"Tron, are you still going to watch the examination?" Sethra suddenly asked.
"Of course, I'm going and I'm taking you with me."
"My injury is inconveniencing me. The hall is a bit far. I don't think I can walk that far with my injuries without making them worse. I think you should go alone." Sethra thought for a while before saying.
The entrance examination was her life's dream. She did not want to miss it even once. Even at her age, seeing those youngsters become students of the academy
Brought her happiness. It was a very satisfying sight.
"No need, I'll carry you there," Tron said offhandedly. With his strength, he might even forget he was carrying someone.
...
An hour later, Tron and Sethra headed to the academy's gate. It was the only time the academy was opened to the Beast Rearing servants.
Although Sethra hesitated, upon seeing Tron walk steadily even after carrying her on his back, she did not comment further.
Darkbane Arcane Hall!
The most lively place in the Darkbane Arcane Academy on this day.
Whether the internal servants' examination or the externally invited genius examinations, it was all held there.
Today was a huge day for the many others, including the servants. Many had departed before the sun had even risen. The real examination would only take part at noon.
"Your injuries have recovered very well." Seeing Tron not tired even after walking for so long, Sethra was rather surprised. Even the injury in his head only left a lightning-shaped mark.
"Yeah, my body heals fast."
Sethra fell asleep on his back, and Tron increased his pace. Just as the sky was getting really bright, he had arrived at Arcane Promotional Hall.
The arcane hall wasn't exactly a hall. The moment Tron entered the hall with Sethra, his eyes widened.
From the outside, the hall wasn't just like a Roman Patheon but was a true Patheon!
The building was extremely large, spanning about three hundred meters in height and about five hundred meters in width.
However, as Tron stepped a foot inside, he couldn't help but be shocked.
"Space expansion magic, gravitational magic, automaton magic... "
Tron gasped at the awe-inspiring sight before him.
This was no hall, but was instead, a massively opened space, that spanned almost fifty times the size of a regular stadium. It was like another world in here.
The interior was roughly fifty times the size of the exterior, showing just how massive the hall was.
That, however, wasn't the most astonishing aspect. It was the fact that there was another upside-down stadium stacked right above this first one, making the two oval-shaped stadiums transformed into one entire, real circle.
It was like the upside-down world movie back on Earth except this particular space possesses both horizontal and vertical gravitational pull.
What was even more shocking was the floating large Orb at the center of the stadium.
It was a planet floating right at the center of this great Patheon! It was a realm claimed by Darkbane Arcane Academy.
Today, they wanted to use it for the examination.
The first test was authentication through the Arcane Path. The second test was a battle through the Darkbane realm and the third test was the rankings battle.
Tron inhaled deeply and managed to get rid of his shock. He looked upwards and saw spectators directly above him staring down at the gods looking at ants.
The space above was given to great exceptional people. For example, the instructors, some exceptional acolytes as well as great guests.
Tron didn't stare much and only continued to the servants' space which was positioned at the lowest level where the servants could barely watch the battle.
At this point, there weren't any vacant spaces left. The seats were all but taken. It seemed even after arriving early, he still didn't make it.
Tron paused and headed towards a random position and with an imposing growl, he commanded.
"Move."
The servant in the seat laughed coldly and was about to say another word when Tron's hand moved, grabbing the servant's skull in his grip and clenched tightly.
"Crack!"
The servant's face turned incredibly red as his skull cracked but he wasn't even able to shout due to the hand clamping tightly against his nose and mouth.
"Are you sure you are willing to die for this seat?"
The young man trembled as he shook his head without hesitation.
The moment Tron released him, the young man scurried off as though he possessed ten legs.
Sethra was still sleeping in his arms. However, her injuries had healed a lot at this moment.
Tron gently placed her on the seat. Stroking her silky gold hair gently, he decisively blurred into several afterimages and left the servant's area in the blink of an eye, heading to the participant's hall.