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Leone is a princess? I recalled her image—her features were elegant, and her speech carried a strangely old-fashioned grace. Somehow, it suits her.
Yet her hair was black. Had she dyed it like Perist, or was Verita speaking nonsense?
I regarded Verita with mild puzzlement.
"Brother, could it be that you—" Verita began, then abruptly stopped. She had sensed someone approaching.
Chain Scythe Lorcan appeared, fully armed and outfitted like a mercenary embarking on a long-term mission.
I raised an eyebrow. "What's with that outfit? Moving houses or something?"
Lorcan shook his head in disgust. "Are you going on a picnic? The promotion trial only becomes official in the second round. If it weren't for you, we'd have all failed the first test… This trial's difficulty is unusual."
Judging by his tone, Lorcan had clearly faced several promotion trials before.
After him, the other participants appeared one by one. I had countless questions for Verita, but the heavy silence made it impossible to speak freely.
Normally, nine people gathered together would exchange at least a few words. Yet the awkward tension between us stifled conversation, and the examinees waited quietly...
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