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The boy gritted his teeth in frustration at his test score but soon regained his composure and walked to the side.

"Why are you staring at him? You missed that guy\'s funny water blades," Sam muttered, kneeing Damian lightly in the stomach. His attention snapped back to the remaining participants just in time to see a kid drenched in water, his leather armor soaked, shuffle back into the crowd with a disappointed expression.

The youngest member of house Sunblade shouln\'t be able to recognize him. It was surprising, but Damian decided it wasn\'t important. He had never considered that family his. The young boy had no fault in it, but then again, Damian had no obligations toward him either.

Finally, it was time for the heir of Goldilocks to show her might. Lucian stepped forward, closed her eyes for a moment, then raised her sword high. The shiny silver blade immediately lit up with a solid ocean-blue aura. That wasn\'t something one saw every day. It must have something to do with her hair and eyes turning light blue as well, from the signature golden as he remebered.

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She made a single, simple slice above her head, sending an arc of blue light so thin the color was almost invisible. The kids nearby laughed at her unassuming aura slash. But their amusement died the moment the arc cleaved its target cleanly in half.

And it didn\'t stop there. The two halves of the target froze solid, losing whatever mana had kept them airborne, and crashed to the ground in shards. Without even glancing up, Lucian turned and performed a horizontal slash. The shattered pieces, now at eye level, were reduced to hundreds of frozen fragments that littered the ground.

Amid the stunned silence of the crowd, Lucian walked off and stood beside the second-ranker observer, who stared at her with wide eyes.

"Uhm… Lucian Goldilocks from Dawnstar—97."

Tied with Sam. That was indeed impressive.

"Damn… that was…" Sam muttered beside him.

"Cold?" Damian offered with a grin he couldn\'t suppress.

"Why are you so happy?" Einar asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"She got a 97," Damian replied. "She\'s not even a second-ranker. I\'m disappointed in you two. Good thing they don\'t know you\'re with me.. You guys are an embarrassment.." The two just squinted at him.

Evrin chuckled, standing between them as a few boys, both younger and older, blushed at her enchanting voice in the background. Even without the beastmen revolt and the war, Damian thought, the elves were a high-risk group to guard.

His attention shifted to the next participant—a handsome boy dressed in premium white noble attire accented with shiny gold armor. The armor looked more decorative than protective, with its open and showy design. The boy stopped to speak with Lucian for a second, seemingly congratulating her, even though it was his turn to perform.

At last, he stepped forward, his hand resting on his sword hilt as he focused on the target. He began chanting. Damian assumed he\'d use his sword but prepared his spell-recording book just in case. Toph also wheedled in anticipation on his green head, clearly enjoying the numerous colorful displays.

A runic circle of advanced-level magic formed in red and green color. Even before the spell was completed, Damian stopped drawing. He recognized it—It was a kind of flame pillar, another version of it, this one went up in a twisting pattern with the help of a wind element. It was equally deadly or not, it was hard to say - but it was impressive to see dual element control being done on such an advanced level spell without even breaking a sweat. The mana levels in the boy were indeed impressive for a first ranker spellsword in his third job.

"Maelor Goldflame from Dawnstar—94."

Goldflame? The royal family of Dawnstar—Goldflame? Damian\'s brow furrowed. These people were sure surprise after surprise. Damian didn\'t pay much attention to politics or gossip, but he knew Dawnstar had numerous princes and even a princess. His father sent him here.. Instead of fighting alongside his brothers in Ashenvale or defending their borders from the Empire..?

Well, each to their own.. Who knew what kind of family environment they had. Prince of Dawnstar and Lucian.. Was the closeness between them the crafty Baron\'s scheme..?

The crowd burst into applause, admiring Maelor with gasps of awe. Damian noticed a cluster of well-dressed teenage girls eyeing him from a distance, and he fought the urge to barf on the spot. While Maelor\'s performance rivaled Evrin\'s, the latter had showcased a unique spell, whereas Maelor\'s was more refined than original.

"The token numbers 501 to 1000, line up. Those who are done with their tests may rest for a while. The second test will be conducted at midday, the third in the evening, and the SSS ranking test will take place at the end of the week after the entrance exams conclude," one of the third-rankers announced in a commanding tone.

Since they were free for a couple of hours, they decided to just roam around the academy garden and pass the time. It would be a waste to go all the way to their quarters and come back, they were pretty far and the day was pretty nice with sunrise and all.

They didn\'t go much far though, and just chose a place to sit down, it had a clear view of the new participants getting ready for their test. Actually it was more like Damian chose the high place under the tree to build a table and chairs for them to sit. The princess froze and looked at him with surprise clear in her eyes.

"You can do woodstyle..? Evrin asked as Damian sat down and placed Toph with his spell book on the table. "Weren\'t you fire and spacetime user..?"

It wasn\'t just her—many gazes turned toward Damian, including those of the second-rankers and even the two third-rankers. Damian remained unfazed. His Woodstyle wasn\'t a secret, after all. Plus it would give his Eldoris background one more layer of believableness.