"Everyone, listen carefully. Before you go back to your homes, I'm going to share some important information with you all."All the fourth-year students immediately looked to the front, their eyes fixed on Master Jael, who had previously said that class time was over and everyone should get ready to go home. But, now the master wanted to provide additional information."This won't take so long that it will take up your time to go home, so listen up for a moment." Master Jael clapped his hands together once, his facial expression becoming more serious, and after watching his students listen, he cleared his throat softly and then continued. "I just received information from the elders, the elders received information from the kingdom, or more precisely, King Edward himself conveyed the information. Now, I will convey this information to all of you.""What information do you mean, master?" asked Gaby as she raised her hands high, she was indeed an overly curious little girl, her curiosit

"Look, I'm not trying to be accusatory or anything, it's just that anything can happen, right?" Finn looked at Darren with a serious look on his face."And?"Finn licked his dry lips before he finally answered, "It was probably Nail who put your name in that glass box, so you ended up being listed as one of the contenders for the Crimson Prince position." Finn's shoulders shrugged as Darren widened his eyes. "It's just my guess, no one knows how, not even you.""Nail?" Darren squeaked softly, his eyes blinking rapidly. "Why are you accusing him of doing this to me?""Darren ...." Finn let out a long breath. "Like I said before, I'm not accusing Nail at all, it's just my guess.""Nail would never do something like that.""Well, that's up to you. If you believe that, that's your business. I'm just saying that someone can be mean to you even if they're very nice to you. It's not that I'm saying Nail is mean to you, it's just that he might mean well to get you into the game. Okay, anyway,

Two days later, as night fell, Darren sat on his not-so-wide bed. The young man bent his knees, a tattered piece of paper in his hands. For the umpteenth time, Darren stared at it, reading the lines on it.Darren let out a long breath along with the cold that pierced his skin. The young man didn't close the window, letting the wind into his room."Tomorrow is the day of the first challenge." Darren muttered, "I don't know what game King Edward will come up with."That's right, that's what the flyer said. Darren had read and listened. It wasn't a serious matter that he had to think about for a long time, but Darren felt that he still had to prepare himself.If he deliberately failed himself during the game, it might attract great suspicion, especially if King Edward realized it. What should he do if that happened? Darren didn't know."I do need to foil myself, but I need to do it carefully so it's not too obvious." Darren straightened his back, his hands already clenched into tight fis