William was expecting the youth to be quiet and ignore what he said, but the man actually answered him.
"Please, find someone else," the youth pleaded, his voice trembling. "I-I need these points to get into the school and give my family a better life, please!"
With a quick analysis, William noticed that the youth had simple clothes. He even spotted a hole in the shirt the young man was using it. It was evident that the boy was one of the commoners.
"Are you speaking the truth?" William asked, "I don't want to get the spot of a commoner who really needs it."
"Yes, of course I am! Look, I know where a noble is hiding, so you can get his points!" the commoner blurted out, desperation clinging to his voice.
William exchanged glances with Altair. "I think it's better to target the nobles," Altair said, echoing William's own thoughts. "They have other options, other magic schools, private tutors... For commoners like them, this is their only chance."
