Six months later.
Adrian, who was supposed to graduate and leave the academy as planned, suddenly sent a request to Davis asking to stay another half year.
Davis was briefly stunned.
After all, Adrian had already qualified for graduation six months earlier. He only agreed to stay an extra six months after several teachers repeatedly persuaded him.
He was the most exceptional student the academy had ever produced—a true genius by any standard. The teachers had wanted more time to observe him.
No one expected that after finishing the extension, Adrian would choose to stay even longer on his own.
Davis was naturally pleased, but he still couldn't help asking, "May I know why you suddenly want to remain for another six months?"
Adrian's expression barely changed as his eyes drifted calmly toward the window.
Below, a tall teen in a black-blue military uniform walked steadily across the campus grounds. It was Thora.
Following Adrian's gaze, Davis spoke tentatively, "Thora is nearly your equal now. After you withdrew from the overall rankings, she basically took your place. In just half a year, she ranked first in every subject across the academy. It's very similar to how you were back then—only she's moving even faster."
He compared them unconsciously, not worried that Adrian might be offended.
He knew Adrian wasn't narrow-minded or prone to jealousy—unlike Tobias, who fell far short in that regard.
Since the academy was established, only two people had ever earned perfect scores across all institutes—Adrian and Thora.
Every course here was built for professional soldiers and tested a wide range of skills. Most people had clear weak points. But those two were nearly perfect in every military field, balanced and overwhelmingly capable.
As principal, Davis had carefully studied both of their records.
Adrian was a natural-born prodigy, with an extreme learning speed that made mastering subjects feel effortless, almost unfair.
Thora, however, followed a different path. She relied heavily on real combat experience and showed remarkable creativity.
Though she was only 18, her fighting style felt like that of a battle-hardened veteran. Her techniques had already become instinct.
That was the core difference between them.
Davis withdrew his gaze from Thora and looked at Adrian with a faint smile. "What do you think?"
After a brief silence, Adrian finally replied, "You're right, sir." He paused, then suddenly shifted topics. "I once saw a photo of someone who looked very similar to Thora. Have you ever had that feeling?"
After Thora completed a double major across two institutes, other qualified students gained the same opportunity.
However, most of them were Command Institute students adding electives from elsewhere. Students from other institutes taking command courses were extremely rare.
That was the difference between all-around elites and specialists.
Astralis Empire, Skybound Tower.
Darius sat in the CEO's chair with his back to the desk, staring out the floor-to-ceiling window at the city below. His fingers tapped lightly against his leg.
"One year..."
There was still one full year before Thora graduated from Blue Star Military Academy.
That wait felt endless.
Just then, there was a knock on the office door.
"Mr. Blackwood, Dr. Hovland is here," Carl said as he opened the door and led Yereah inside.

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