"Well, it seems some of the students have already cleared their dungeons and finished the exams." One of the VIPs, a man with a clean suit and impeccable aura surrounding him, exclaimed.
As the practical test continued in the dungeons, some students had already cleared the trials and finished their exams.
"Check, the names of the first finishing students for each dungeon and record them." The VIPs commanded their assistants to make sure everything they wished was ready. "I don't want any mistakes."
All the students who finished emerged victorious, showcasing their talents and abilities.
The observers and VIPs, watching the live feeds and discussing the students' performances, couldn't help but express their thoughts on those named characters.
"Victor Blackthorn…..was as expected….He dominated the higher-ranked dungeons with his strategic raw power alone. He's a prodigy, that's for sure."
"Indeed, Victor is a force to be reckoned with. Blackthorns never disappoint."
"Though the Middleton twins didn't fall short either. Lucas and Julia proved their worth with exceptional teamwork and adaptability. They complement each other perfectly."
However, even between the VIPs, there was a clear difference. Some of them had a different special room that no other had.
"What do you think, patriarch?"
Inside the room filled with luxury services, a man was sitting watching the screen.
"It is decent." The man's chestnut hair fell to his shoulders, and his cold eyes were targeted on the screen where a student was walking alone.
Behind him were corpses forming a mountain.
"….." The butler behind him didn't say anything, but he knew even the word 'decent' was a compliment coming out of this man. The position he held and his temperament…
All of this made him into such a person that he no longer expressed extravagant emotions. Sitting on the peak of the world,
"Is there any progress related to the investigation of Kaiser?" The man opened his mouth again as the words continued to spill.
"We are utilizing everything we can, but we have yet to reach anywhere."
TAP! TAP! With his eyes still on the screen, the man tapped on the chair's arm.
SWOOSH!
And then he immediately stood up.
"Survey that woman. Make sure she doesn't do anything stupid."
"Understood, master." The butler bowed as he prepared the man's coat and suit.
"And increase the security around Victor and Jane. There is a possibility that they will also target them."
With those words, the man started walking out of the room, his expression nonchanging.
But, the butler who had been following this man for years knew.
The fact that he was showing special treatment to Victor was already a sign of him making his decision.
And that meant the road ahead of this young man meant to be thorny.
Turning his head to the screen once again, his eyes locked into the walking young man.
"Young master…Hope you don't break."
Those were his last words.
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For most guilds and cooperations with high standings in the social structure of the Valerian Federation, the mid-term exams were the place for scouting talents.
They would fight for high-ranking students who performed well and came from relatively amicable backgrounds.
However, not every VIP here had such a standing.
There were some who barely qualified to enter here and didn't have the necessary power to compete with big shots.
That was the case for the young entrepreneurs in the VIP room watching the low-ranking students.
"Lark Whitehorse, huh?" Contact him after the mid-terms end.
"Check the name of this swordsman. If possible, offer him a contract immediately."
Conversations buzzed, and phones continued to ring as the young entrepreneurs tried to acquire personnel for their businesses.
But, there were also some who trusted their eyes to find hidden gems.
They were the ones who would find the gems that would go unnoticed between the shiny success of high-ranking students. Even though the possibility was low, if such a thing happened, they would be able to save a lot of money and manpower.
That was the case for the young woman as she continued to watch monitors displaying students' progress.
In her hand was a simple notebook that wasn't electronic, and there were some names written there.
And on the top was a name [Astron Natusalune] written.
She was eager to see how he would perform in the lower-ranked dungeon.
However, just as Astron was about to confront a group of monsters, the footage abruptly cut to a black screen.
Furrowing her brows in confusion, she quickly glanced at her assistant. "What just happened? Why did the footage go dark?"
The assistant scrambled to check the technical equipment, pressing buttons and trying to restore the image. However, nothing had changed, and the assistant made sure that the equipment was working just fine.
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