Chapter 348 Representatives Of The Crowns
The students didn't really know what to do. They laughed in a little shock, happily surprised.
At that moment, an empty booth at the top of the stadium filled up with people.
The examiners of the test appeared within, using some sort of teleportation magic.
Jalls lowered his wand, clearly the one who teleported them.
From his spot up top, Julius stood and walked to the railing of the booth.
He was the figurehead of Anaviotis. The vice principal, and the powerful magus who garnered respect among even royals.
With a smile, he addressed the crowd, "How about it, folks! Are you all proud to see your next generation of magnificent mages gathered here today!?"
He spoke with enthusiasm and confidence, exalting his voice to every corner of the stadium using voice enhancement magic.
The crowd suddenly abrupted into cheers once again.
"And students!" He now bestowed his presence to those down below him.
They all looked to face him, as he spoke with charisma and order.
"Feel proud! Future pioneers of our nations! You have completed your final Exam for the first grade of Anaviotis!"
Lyrian was slightly surprised to hear this. "Final test?" He said in a low tone, "I thought we would have an end-of-the-year exam, but if not, then does that mean that this deployment will stretch on until the next year?"
As he said this, Alten, who stood next to him, exclaimed, "Really? If that's true... I wonder what kind of horrible deployment we will be put through!" He cried in slight horror.
At that moment, Julius continued.
"Victorious mages! I urge you to understand who has gathered here today to witness your greatness!"
The students looked around as they heard this.
"Not only important figures of our kingdoms but even three representatives of the three crowns!"
His hands gestured towards the three thrones placed in the biggest booth.
"Only representatives huh? That makes sense... the three kings themselves wouldn't come just for this." Lyrian said with slight disappointment.
He had wanted to see the kings, as they were likely the strongest people he would ever see.
For some reason, that gave him a sense of exhilaration, and he didn't know why.
Maybe it was because he wanted to see the challenge that lay in front of him, but he wasn't sure as of now.
At that moment, Lyrian looked at the three currently empty thrones.
As he continued to stare at it, along with the large crowd, he couldn't help but notice many eyes moving over to face him instead.
It felt a little awkward, as this was much more than normal.
But then, he remembered why this was the case.
Only hours prior, he had shown all the three kingdoms that he was the strongest student that the first year of Anaviotis students held!
He was the prodigy, the phoenix in the rubble.
Many looked at him with awe and wonder, imagining just who was this young genius.
Finally, three figures slowly materialized in the thrones.
On the first throne, placed to the right, was none other than Yesan.
He faced the crowd with a smile behind his ivory feather and deeply squinted eyes.
"The Chairman Of Yaltas! Yesan Hellespont!" Julius proclaimed loudly.
Many gasped in awe as he appeared, and they continued to do so with each of the other figures.
Next to appear was a person on the left, a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe, with hints of golden crescent moons adorned all throughout his clothing.
"Supreme Commander Of The Imperial Yuun Army! Atlas Daia!"
He had a chiseled jawline with a slight stubble, and a serious, stern face.
His gaze was dominating, and that alone verified his immense strength.
His stature was not little by any means. Muscles poked out of his robe, and his posture was nearly flawless.
Finally, the figure who appeared in the middle was an older man with a long beard. His eyes were surrounded by light scales, and despite his age, his developed body was adorned in a green, reptile-scaled knight's armor.
He wasn't as tall or muscular as Atlas, but he did not represent the average old man.
His gaze exalted wisdom, along with power.
"And finally, Supreme Hand Of The King Of Veridrake! Drafos Pendragon!"
As the audience and the crowd of students around Lyrian cheered, he couldn't help but laugh.
"These people... they are insanely powerful!" He was blown away by their sheer presence.
There was no way he could go on without trying to figure out their power.
'Scan,' He said in his mind.
[Error! The target's power level is too high to scan]
[Increasing your mastery of the Scan skill will enable you to scan individuals with higher power levels]
'Wow... when's the last time that has shown up? When I first Scanned Brakaan?' Lyrian mused, slightly surprised.
Then again, thinking about it, there would have been no way for him to get an accurate gauge on these people.
They were of another species of power completely compared to him.
However, this made him curious to Scan some others for their power.
'This is the last time that I'll probably see them in a while... so I might as well. Scan. Scan. Scan!'
Several panels appeared in his mind.
First, he tried Julius.
[Error! The target's power level is too high to scan]
[Increasing your mastery of the Scan skill will enable you to scan individuals with higher power levels]
'That's too bad...'
Then, he tried Rerth.
[Error! The target's power level is too high to scan]
[Increasing your mastery of the Scan skill will enable you to scan individuals with higher power levels]
'What? Even that old man?' He was slightly surprised with this one.
Finally, he decided to try Granweid, who sat next to Rerth.
┏━━━Scan━━━┓
Name: Granweid Phovos
Species: Human
Bloodline: Phovos Family
Age: 33
Overall Power (OP): 30
Health: 305/305
Stamina: 301/301
Strength: 300
Agility: 315
Defense: 295
Rank: Central Ascension Rank
MP: 800/800
┗━━━━━━━━━┛
'Holy fuck...'
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