"She is cheating!! She's a cheater!!"
Grand Magus William, the Imperial Wizard of the Aryan faction, bellowed, his voice echoing across the arena. His accusation, backed by his formidable reputation, sent a ripple of tension through the crowd.
The Aryan acolytes, emboldened by their master words, quickly began to shout their complaints in unison, their voices rging into a chorus of outrage. Hundreds among the audience, drawn in by the fervor, joined in the clamor, creating a wave of discontent that swept through the stands.
With Grand Magus Aurora, the Oracle, still preoccupied with the ongoing dispute between the Proxima and Navarro factions, only a handful of senior staff were available to handle the escalating situation.
The tension in the arena was palpable as the Aryan instructor, standing tall and indignant, demanded that Shinta hand over her sword. But Shinta, clutching the sword tightly, refused. The sword was too precious for her and such refusal only inflad the instructor's anger further, fueling his complaints and adding to the growing uproar.
As the situation threatened to spiral out of control, Lucius Corvin stepped confidently into the arena, his presence commanding imdiate attention. However, another figure flew ahead of him. It was the newly advanced Hall Instructor, Ery Ambrose.
"Father…" Shinta's voice was soft, tinged with regret, she feared that her actions had caused unnecessary trouble. But Ery placed a reassuring hand on top of her silvery hair. "Don't worry, you haven't done anything wrong." Ery's words only fueled the Aryan instructor's anger further.
"You have no business here! Get off the arena!" he snapped, his voice dripping with authority and disdain. But Ery remained unperturbed by the outburst, Ignoring the man entirely, he turned to address the Academy's senior staff, his tone respectful but firm.
"I am the one who gave her the sword, I'm here to explain."
At Ery's instruction, Shinta hesitantly handed the sword over to the staff. They examined it with ticulous care, their expressions shifting from curiosity to deep contemplation as they analyzed every aspect of the blade.
The [Gentle Sword] was initially a tier 5 sword, but Jinkan, the Nephilim princess had refined the sword for Ery as part of a favor for joining the Celestial Expedition.
However, before passing it to Shinta, Ery had removed the mythical soul embedded in the sword and the intricate refining runes, leaving only the tempered tal intact. While this left the sword in what could be considered high-grade tier 5 status, the tal's durability was rivaled that of a tier 6 weapon, which so might view as problematic.
It was a delicate situation, as the distinction between tier 5 and tier 6 was significant in the context of the Academy's regulations.
Ery, understanding the complexity of the situation, made a polite request for the staff's understanding. The senior staff, however, seed at a loss. They exchanged uncertain glances, clearly grappling with the dilemma presented by the sword's unique nature.
In contrast, William, the Hall 15 Instructor demanded Shinta's disqualification. His voice rang out with a harsh, authoritative tone, echoing through the arena.
"Hahaha hahaha"
A ripple of laughter surfaced, drawing attention away from the tension.
Lucius, stepping forward with a heavy tone, sharply criticized the Aryan instructor. "How shaless!" he declared, his voice cutting through the commotion. "Look at the silver armor worn by your acolyte! Is it not the sa thing? It's filled with high-grade anti-curse and anti-poison runes! What a joke!"
The Imperial Wizard's face darkened, his aura flaring dangerously as he retorted. "This is not the sa! The armor is ant for protection, while the sword is a dangerous weapon intended to cause harm!"
His declaration was t with a collective gasp from the others. For Ery and Shinta, it was clear that the Imperial Wizard was being unreasonable. The Imperial Wizard was grasping at straws, using any ans necessary to find fault and make trouble.
All eyes turned to Headmaster Goldstein, waiting for his final decision.
However, before he could speak, Grand Magus William's voice rang out, filled with fury.
"Is this what the academy has beco? Discriminating against our own race for these cheaters?" His words ignited a chorus of support from the Aryan faction's supporters, and the arena echoed with shouts of agreent.
The pressure on Headmaster Goldstein was palpable as he remained silent, his expression unreadable.
Amid the uproar, Lucius Corvin stepped forward with a resolute stance. He pointed directly at the Aryan instructor and declared, "There is no need for this. Let's settle this ourselves!" His challenge cut through the noise, drawing attention and creating a tense anticipation among the crowd.
The Aryan instructor's face broke into a sinister grin as he responded, "Hahahaha! Alright, Lucius, let's fight!" The instructor's eagerness was evident as if this confrontation was what he had been waiting for.
Ery moved to stop Lucius, preferring to wait for the Headmaster's official decision. But Lucius rely chuckled, brushing off Ery's concern.
"Dont you understand? ...If we allow this to continue, your daughter, my strongest acolyte will be branded as a cheater... We can't let that happen!! ...Now move over!!—let do my job!" For that brief mont, Ery glanced at Lucius with a new light before stepping out of the arena.
The duel between two Grand Magus of their caliber was a spectacle the audience eagerly anticipated. As the fight comnced, the crowd's focus shifted entirely to the battle before them, their earlier concerns about the sword and armor forgotten in their excitent to see who would erge victorious.
Grand Magus William, the Imperial Wizard of the Aryan faction, was a master of the four pure elents: earth, fire, wind, and water. His command over these elents was so profound that he wielded a tier 8 spell for each—one for defense, one for offense, one for mobility, and one for healing. This comprehensive mastery rendered him a formidable figure, nearly invulnerable with no apparent weaknesses.
In contrast, Lucius, known as the Golden Wolf, relied on sheer strength. His dual proficiency in tal and fire-forged into attacks and defenses of unparalleled power. His innate savagery and dominating presence allowed him to plow through any spells William could conjure.
Lucius's raw might and relentless aggression turned the duel into a battle of endurance and power.
The clash between these two titans was nothing short of explosive. Each strike and spell caused the arena to tremble, with hundreds of clashes resonating through the crowd.
Lucius, with his unyielding strength and strategic prowess, ultimately erged victorious. His dominance in the battle not only upheld his hall's ranking but also preserved the honor of the half-bloods.
With a triumphant smile, Lucius addressed the defeated Grand Magus William.
"Don't be too sad, You can always try again next year!"
Lucius's thunderous laughter marked the end of the advancent challenge and the yearly exams.
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