Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119 Chapter 29.2 - Banquet

-THUD!

The moment the door swung wide open, it revealed six young individuals who immediately gathered every bit of attention to themselves.

Each had a presence that commanded attention and respect since every one of them was one of the high-ranking members of the society.

A young man with his wavy blue hair and sharp hazel eyes stood tall with a smile. He had an amicable expression and looked easily approachable.

Beside him stood two young men.

One, a handsome figure with white hair and cold blue eyes. His usual smiling face was nowhere to be seen, and his gaze was piercing.

On the other side, a small giant followed, with his disciplined posture and the aura of a warrior. His buzzcut hair and posture alone showed he was a descendant of a soldier.

The three boys had similar clothing, and their suits looked like they were tailored specifically for each of them, and the brand Mythweave on the suits.

A special brand that made clothes for high-ranking young men and was famous all around the world. They were shining brightly, complimenting the incredibly handsome features of the three, making them the center of attention.

"These features....Isn't he from the Hartley Family?"

A young woman spoke, looking at the newcomers. She was a journalist who was waiting at the entrance to take photos of the celebrities.

"Yes. He is the youngest member of Hartleys, Ethan."

Her question was answered by her colleague.

"Hmm? Ethan Hartley?" However, she didn't know much about the young man whose name was mentioned. It was pretty normal since Ethan's reputation had yet to bloom in the sector of paparazzi.

"He is not that known yet since he is a rather late bloomer."

But, the word 'late bloomer' was enough to make her understand. The sources belonging to their agency had obtained the information from the Hartley family, and they knew the one heir that the patriarch was disappointed with.

"Ah…..He is the Scapegoat of Hartleys, right?"

"Ssh….Lower your voice."

"Hick! Right!"

Of course, mentioning him like that would bring disaster to their agency. What they were talking about was Hartleys, after all, a family that had a lot of influence as well.

"The Middletons are here too? That's Lucas Middleton, right? So striking."

"Is that Carl Braveheart? Just as it was said, the blood of giants runs in his veins!"

Then, just on the right side of the three young boys were another three girls.

One was an ethereal beauty with white hair and striking blue eyes. Her hair was a bob-cut, and she was curiously looking around. Her facial structures were similar to the young man beside her, just as if they shared the same blood.

"That girl with white hair... she must be Julia Middleton. Such elegance. Just like her twin, her looks shouldn't even be compared to those so-called models."

"Don't ever think she is just someone beautiful, or you will miss the most important thing."

"What?"

"She is a hunter just like her father, you know. I heard she had already mastered the Fifth Style of the Middleton Family."

"That Fifth-Style? At the age of 15?"

"Yes."

And then, just to make it contrast, the one beside her had a blazing feature. She gave a fierce and arrogant aura as if the world belonged to herself as if she was the one commanding everyone here. The fiery mage with red hair and yellow eyes made her entrance with a flicker of magic in her presence.

"Irina Emberheart, the fire mage, they say she's vying for the title of Archmage after her mother."

"But, the rumors surrounding her is a bit….."

"We both know who they are competing with, right?"

"I know."

And lastly, the stunning beauty whose elegance exceeded even the previous empresses. Green hair floating like the wind and red eyes burning crimson.

The way she carried herself, the dress she had chosen, and her small gestures…..All captured the attention of the young man present.

Women sent envious glances while their partners were in a trance.

"The Thornheart heir, Lilia... she's captivating, isn't she? A vision."

"Yeah…..She is….Isn't she operating the guild her father gave her?"

"Yes."

"Wow, she is doing that while also maintaining her grades in the academy….Certainly, a genius blessed by heavens."

"If it exists."

"If it doesn't, then I don't know what to call her anymore."

"True."

Cameras clicked and flashed as the journalists tried to capture the essence of the gathering. The anticipation and excitement in the air were palpable.

These young individuals, heirs to renowned families and possessors of extraordinary abilities, were a spectacle in their own right. The atmosphere buzzed with intrigue, and guests leaned closer to each other, exchanging snippets of information.

Amidst the murmurs and commotion, a dignified personage strode through the gathering with piercing eyes and a formal manner.

Reginald, the head-butler of the Blackthorn family and the main organizer of the event, had arrived to welcome his guests.

He approached the group with a warm smile, a practiced grace in his movements. "Ah, the esteemed representatives of renowned families," he greeted, offering a respectful bow.

Ethan and others stepped forward, each giving a polite bow or a firm handshake. Their upbringing in noble families had prepared them for such formalities.

"Mr. Reginald, it's an honor to be here," Lilia expressed with her usual elegance and her business-like polite tone. Even though the person was the butler of the Blackthorn family, that didn't mean he was someone to take lightly.

In fact, he was one of the most dangerous individuals to put an eye on.

"Indeed, the honor is mine," Reginald replied, his eyes subtly assessing the young individuals before him. "It warms my heart to see the future leaders of our society gathered in one place."