Chapter 333 The Final Group
"And that also explains why this map is lit up, just like the last one. It's showing us how many parts have been completed, and when the final one will be." Jackson finally exclaimed.
"You are correct," Lyrian answered.
At that moment, Geld broke out into a slight chuckle, "My god... just how smart can a human being be! I can not believe you figured all of that out in such a short time!"
Hearing this, Jalern also mused, 'He is indeed smart, I have to give him that. Even I wasn't thinking so deeply into it.'
Lyrian simply smirked, breathing a deep sigh, "Haa~"
'I guess attempting to steal Orion's wand was a blessing in disguise after all.' He cheekily mused.
'Still, I now have to maintain peace between the two continents. It's not a small task.' He thought to himself in a now more serious tone.
'I lied and said there were whispers of war spreading, but thankfully, that isn't true. Orion said that there will be something waiting for me if that moment comes though... I must prepare myself for it.'
Finally, he thought, 'But... who knows if such an event will actually occur. For now, I will just concentrate on passing this exam.'
"Hey, but surely, we aren't the only ones that are going to be in this waiting room, right?"
Jackson questioned, counting how many people there were in the group.
"There are only eight people here and nearly fifty in total. If there are 4 waiting rooms, shouldn't there at least be over 11 people in each?"
Lyrian paused for a moment before replying, "Well... that depends on the size of the groups, and also on whether the groups can make it here or not."
"Ah..." Jackson retorted.
"Make it here? It wasn't so hard. I'm sure most if not all the students will be able to get here." Alten exclaimed abruptly.
"Didn't you almost die in that pit trap?" Kaspov suddenly called out.
Alten turned toward him, "Huh? At least I saved myself... didn't you almost die in that crossbow trap, and needed your leader's help to be saved?"
Kaspov was both taken aback and offended by this comment.
Usually, no one ever dared to talk back to him, especially when he was around Jalern.
But recently, it seemed everyone wasn't hesitating to insult him.
"Damn it! Do you want to die or something!?" Kaspov exclaimed in frustration.
At that moment, a few footsteps could be heard echoing across the room.
The footsteps sounded from a distance. Lyrian turned his head to look toward the path where the steps came from, as he said in the midst of the silence,
"Alten... we had it far easier than everyone else. I mean, just look how much faster the students in this part of the map have already all gathered in the waiting room."
As he heard this, Alten exclaimed, "So those are the last group of students in this part huh..."
Lyrian's explanation sounded valid, but he really knew that this part of the graveyard was easier than the rest because of the memory of the graveyard he had.
'I don't know if it was because it led to Orion's real grave, but this part was far easier than the rest. Still, that probably won't matter as soon as these doors open.'
Lyrian looked at the metal door, 'Once all the groups reach the center...'
Before he could finish his thoughts, he saw a group of students walk into the room.
It was only three students, and Lyrian recognized only one of them.
The one at the front was a boy who wore a decorated blue and white robe.
He had long hair and a calm expression.
Another boy who was behind him was the boy that Lyrian recognized.
'Jiller...'
Lyrian mused, switching his gaze to the boy beside Jiller.
This boy wore white knight's armor, but his helmet was in his hands--revealing his bright face.
The boy had slightly long, flowing blonde hair, blue eyes, and a bit more of a feminine face than normal.
"Well, howdy! Look what we have here!" This boy in knight's armor suddenly exclaimed in a girlish chirp.
'Hm?' Lyrian mused--confused, just like the rest of those in the room.
The three stopped, as everyone already in the room stared at the figure dressed in knights armor.
"Well... this isn't new. You're all right to assume that I'm a girl, but I get the confusion." The bo--girl dressed in knight armor exclaimed.
"Lyrian! We meet again!" Jiller suddenly called out, stomping forward near Lyrian.
'Huh? I thought he was angry at me back then...' Lyrian mused, looking at the approaching boy.
"Listen! Let's forget our pasts and forge new futures, shall we?" Jiller exclaimed with a bright smile.
'Looks like he doesn't hold grudges...'
"Cillion! I wondered when I would see you in this exam!" Jalern suddenly exclaimed on seeing the calm-faced boy at the front of the group of three kids.
"Oh... Masvidal!" The blue and white-robed kid addressed as 'Cillion' smiled as he acknowledged Jalern.
"How are you, friend?"
The two shook hands in their air, as Alten mused, 'Oh god... a friend of that idiot is definitely going to be trouble.'
In the next moments, Jalern and his group explained to Cillion and his friend who was the knight, Bret what was going on so far.
About how the map and the waiting room worked.
Jiller began yapping to Lyrian but was quickly cut off and told to shut up.
Instead, he began yapping away to Jackson and the others.
Lyrian laughed at their suffering before suddenly, the map on the pedestal gleamed brightly.
*Shing*
It caught everyone's attention, as they saw that another part of the map was completed.
Now, the map resembled a half circle, as the top half had been completed.
"Jeez... just how long is this going to take? One more took that long..." Alten complained.
"Only our path is far easier than the others... after one, there should be more coming quickly."
*Shing*
Another part of the map gleamed brightly in the golden aura, and before anyone could react...
*Shing*
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