The following day.
Town Seden, a persistent drizzle.
The desolate rain knocked against the old, damp tower, with droplets slowly infiltrating into the castle, ivy swaying shadows outside the windowsill, and the fireplace casting a gloomy light on the faces of all the saints.
At this moment, a meeting of the saints was in session.
The presiding officer of this meeting was Knight Rosen of the Order Temple, who held the position of High Priest; sitting beside him were the leading representatives of the Druid Sect and the Alchemical Church, their ranks being Priest and Viscount respectively.
This fortress was also the residence of Viscount Seden.
The saints seated at the round table were representatives of various Sects, along with team leaders from each group—generally taken up by the top performers from the previous two exams.
"...Only ten teams have assembled."
Rosen's handsome face looked grave as his eyes swept across the saints at the round table.
