Lucien stood before a group of Formal Wizards, silently watching the frenzied crowd before him.
Three months later, it'd be good if one-tenth of these Wizard Apprentices survived. And by that time, the entire Greybone Academy would be dead silent...
With this thought in mind, Lucien gently closed his eyes.
But even with his eyes closed, he could still hear the passionate cheers and shouts of the Wizard Apprentices at that moment.
…
"Mentor Lucien."
"Teacher."
"Lord Lucien."
In his residence, Lucien silently observed Carly, Edison, and Gagarin before him, his eyes gently closed, pondering how to begin speaking.
"Mentor Lucien, rest assured, we definitely will not let you down!" Carly, representing the students at the time, took a small step forward and made her promise.
Although she didn't care much about the resources in the blood battle, she was eager to prove herself in front of Lucien, so at that moment, she seemed a bit impatient, her eyes filled with a fighting spirit.
