I Level Up Dragons with My Evolution System-Chapter 42: The Night of the Stars (2)
On the other side of the door was not a hall, a courtyard, or a stone.
There was another dimension.
The starry sky greeted them, and the countless stars in the firmament bowed to them.
The feeling it conveyed left everyone in shock, but they quickly realized they were inside a coliseum. There were lots of seats around, most of which were empty.
Only small, luxurious seats had people in them.
The first thing they saw were the high-level students.
The Academic Student Council!
There were 12 high-level students standing there, looking at the newcomers with interest. Each one wore red clothes. Four stars adorned their shoulders and one more was placed on their chest, next to their heart.
5-Star Students.
And they weren’t just 5-Star Students... they were the 12 most powerful ones.
All 100 young people watching from below longed to one day be part of those 12, as it was the highest prestige a student could have. They were practically the leaders of the entire student body.
Several of them stood out.
Myles, Number 1. His trademark was a red scarf that adorned his neck and fell forward, which was decorated with several additional stars. He was the Captain of Regiment 01, believed to be the most powerful regiment today.
Another who stood out naturally was the one ranked fifth. Perhaps the most interesting of the 12, even though he was the least mentioned.
For many, he is the most distinctive. Captain of Regiment 101: Gideon, The Magician.
He was the only one of the 12 who had earned his own title, which he had earned through hard work and by being the best Magician in the Academy’s Magic Manifestation Group. He also wore a scarf characteristic of those students who had made great contributions.
The only thing that took its toll on him was his age. This was his last year, unlike the other 11, who still had at least two years ahead of them.
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"Is that Robert Morris?" On the balcony of the Academic Council, Myles’ gaze immediately fell on Robert. "He’s changed."
"He has. If you hadn’t said anything, I would have had a hard time recognizing him," replied the second-ranked Charles, looking at Myles. "Are you interested, Captain?" he asked.
Myles laughed. "Let’s put his talent aside for now, because it’s not certain they’ll be able to exploit it, you know how the Morrises are," he said and continued. "But that Lion has so many uses that he could join any of the Celestial Regiments right now."
Charles nodded. "Indeed. I think that boy will be the most sought-after this new year. How much do you think the Regiments will pay to have him for the next five years?"
Myles shrugged. "Who knows? Anyway, we often pay too much and end up losing. This time we have to be more cautious and remember Jostein."
Jostein... Charles felt a twinge in his heart. That name still hurt him.
Such a talented star... but so unfortunate. He burned out before his time.
Those who heard their conversation felt the same way about Jostein...
"By the way, where’s Gideon?" Charles asked suddenly, forcing Myles to turn around.
"He’s not here?" The spot where Gideon had been standing a moment ago was empty.
Even the person next to him was stunned.
"That bastard..." Myles sighed and put his hand to his head. What was he going to do with this stubborn senior?
He disappeared and reappeared whenever he wanted...
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From the Academic Council, the students’ gaze moved forward and ended where the academy elders were standing.
It wasn’t unusual to see them, but they were the most powerful men, in many ways, in the entire region.
They ruled the Province.
Generals were their subordinates.
The Nobles had to pay homage to them, and only those powerful Dukes of the Capital could be on their level.
There were only seven of them... well, there should have been. One was missing.
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"With the addition of Robert Morris and Elizabeth, I think this year’s group of 100 is pretty complete. Especially that Morris boy, his talent is majestic," said an elder named Enzo.
Another elder, Shawn, nodded. "I’m curious about his talent," he said. "I think the change is so big this time because his talent will be something that will leave us speechless."
"You’re right, Elder Shawn." The ’oldest’ elder, whose head was completely white, nodded. "This boy could be one of the greatest talents the Kingdom has produced in the last 100 years."
"I agree, Elder Jacob," Elder Shawn replied.
Unlike Jacob, who was elderly in every sense of the word, Shawn was a "young man", one of the youngest in the group.
But his vision was spectacular. He is considered the best talent scout behind Owen. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
"By the way..." Jacob looked around. "Where’s Owen?" he asked.
Shawn laughed. "God only knows, Elder Jacob. That guy’s never around, but he’s always watching."
"Young Gideon isn’t here either," Enzo said suddenly.
Finally, they understood what was going on. "Gideon and Elder Owen are very close," Jacob said, nodding.
"Well, they are teacher and student, after all," Enzo reminded them.
"I’m afraid that this time, Owen wants to recruit one of these young men to Regiment 101. I wonder who it will be."
The elders continued their lively conversation, some trying to guess Owen’s plans. But others simply remained silent.
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The students walking around the coliseum felt nothing but admiration and even adoration for these Elders, who were at the pinnacle of power, led by the director standing before them.
But for most of them, these were distant dreams.
All the students, including Robert Morris, were more eager to reach the Academic Council than the Hall of Elders. And that’s because the Hall of Elders is too far away.
So, after paying their respects, they turned their attention elsewhere.
’Royal Force?’
Edward wasn’t the only one surprised that there were Royal Emissaries here.
They weren’t sent by the king, though. They were sent by a powerful local count: Count Hazzard.
The only thing Edward knew about this man was that he was the main competitor of Aurora’s family, House Ashford, and he might be the one to bring down the Ashfords in the future, because he certainly had the talent to do so.
After all, Myles is the count’s son and the current student leader.
Although it wouldn’t be by much... many of them thought, glancing sideways at Robert. If they let him mature, this new student would far surpass Myles.
The students stopped rummaging through the VIP rooms when they reached the center of the coliseum, where a Mother Stone awaited them and the director was ready to begin.
"Gentlemen," he called out. "The Night of the Stars has finally begun."
