The students quickly took their seats. Catrine, Margaret, Luna, Liora, and Monica sat in the front row.
Many boys wanted to sit next to them, but Catrine's aura was so intimidating that they changed their minds.
"May I sit here?"
A girl's voice ca from beside them. They turned and saw Nexara, the daughter of the dragon race.
Liora seed to have t her counterpart and nodded with a friendly expression.
"Of course!"
Nexara smiled and sat down beside her. Luna, Catrine, Margaret, and Monica said nothing, as if they agreed.
"By the way, my na is Nexara. Nice to et you all," Nexara introduced herself.
"I'm Liora. Nice to et you too," Liora replied with a sweet smile.
"I'm Monica," Monica chid in.
"I'm Luna."
"I'm Margaret."
Only Catrine remained silent. Feeling their gaze, she turned to Nexara and gave a slight nod.
"I'm Catrine. Nice to et you."
Nexara was not offended by her cold deanor.
"The strong show arrogance and dominance," was a saying among the dragon race. Since Catrine had already shown her abilities, Nexara saw nothing wrong with it.
They then talked and beca acquainted with Nexara. Since she was from the dragon race, Luna and Monica asked her many questions about it, which quickly brought them closer.
"By the way, where is rlin Clay?" Nexara asked curiously.
As soon as rlin's na left her mouth, Margaret, Luna, and Catrine's expressions imdiately changed. Their faces tensed, and their gazes sharpened.
Sensing this, Nexara coughed and quickly clarified, "Don't get wrong. I'm just curious. After all, rlin Clay and I are friends."
"Friends?" The three of them looked surprised.
Nexara smiled and gave a small nod.
"Yeah, he and I are friends. We t during the previous test."
She then explained how she had t rlin during the Star Island test.
After hearing that, the three of them simultaneously felt a sense of relief.
They had thought Nexara might be a threat. Fortunately, she was just rlin's friend.
Even so, an ancient proverb once said, "Love grows from friendship."
So, they weren't going to let Nexara get closer to rlin. They had to prevent it, no matter what.
As if sharing the sa thought, the three of them exchanged glances and nodded.
Nexara was confused by their reaction. For so reason, instead of fading, their wariness toward her seed to grow.
"rlin isn't here," Margaret replied casually. "He'll be the representative of the first-year students."
Liora, Monica, and Nexara were surprised. Liora and Monica, in particular, didn't expect rlin to be their representative.
At first, they thought rlin was waiting for them in the welcoming hall. But after seeing that he wasn't there, they assud he was late.
Who would have thought he would be their representative?
Their faces clearly showed admiration and amazent.
It wasn't just the two of them—Nexara hadn't expected rlin to be their representative either.
But after witnessing his abilities two days ago, it made complete sense.
Nysera had been defeated with just one punch. In fact, the punch didn't even hit her; it stopped a few ters from her face.
Although Nexara was quite far from the arena, she could still feel the pressure of the bloodline from that punch. It felt as if rlin possessed a dragon bloodline far purer than hers.
The reason she approached Luna and the others was to et rlin Clay.
She wanted to confirm whether rlin truly had a dragon bloodline purer than hers.
If that were true, it would surely cause an uproar among the dragon race, and whatever the reason, it would have to be investigated.
Unfortunately, the boy wasn't here, which made her feel sowhat disappointed.
Just then, Ronald and the professors appeared on stage.
But unlike before, an extraordinarily beautiful woman walked in front of Ronald.
The woman was tall, had gray hair, and possessed a beautiful yet stern and cold face.
Many people did not recognize her, but Catrine, Luna, and Margaret did.
'The Head of the Academy even ca in person. It seems rlin is truly very valuable to her,' Margaret whispered in awe.
Linda rarely appeared in public. Margaret had assud the woman would not attend this ceremony.
To her surprise, she had actually appeared before them. Margaret couldn't help but associate this with rlin, Linda's personal student.
Ronald stepped forward and stopped in front of the podium. He looked at the students and said firmly, "Thank you all for coming, new students. Welco to Saint Freya Academy. We welco you here, and I hope you can bring great change to our academy."
Upon hearing his words, all the students' blood boiled with excitent.
Entering the academy was a dream for the young generation on this continent. And now that they had the chance to study here, they were extrely excited.
However, they did not shout and continued listening quietly to Ronald's speech.
After five minutes, Ronald finished and said, "Now then, let's welco the representative of the first year, rlin Clay!"
rlin appeared from the right side of the stage. He looked incredibly handso in his golden academy robe.
But unlike the other students, he wore a white cape draped over his right shoulder.
A sword and spear emblem was embroidered on the cape, making him look even more authoritative.
His white hair was combed back, adding to his charm.
When the girls saw him, their eyes sparkled with admiration and love. rlin was the most handso boy they had ever seen.
"He's so handso! Do you think I can approach him?"
"Pfft! Don't even hope for it. Don't you see the girls beside him? Each of them is very talented and strong. You'll get beaten up if you try to approach rlin Clay."
"You're right. But I really like him! Ugh… Is this love at first sight?"
Whispers spread among the girls in the hall. Even Caelith and Crystal, who considered rlin their rival, couldn't help but admire his appearance.
"Damn! Is this the charm of a handso man? Why don't I have a face like his?" a boy gritted his teeth as tears stread down his face.
The other boys felt sympathy for him, but then they realized they weren't as handso as rlin Clay either, which made them feel just as sad and devastated.
rlin stopped beside Ronald, nodded to him, and then stepped forward to the podium to give his speech.
His gaze swept over the students below before he spoke confidently.
"Welco to Saint Freya Academy, my friends..."
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