Birth of the Demonic Sword

The brother caught his sister and bowed toward Noah.

"Thank you so much!"

However, Noah had already moved his gaze back to the screens.

'I guess I passed the test. Why is everyone still looking at me though?'

It wasn't only the participants that were staring at him, even the cultivators on the stands had their eyes wide open looking in his direction.

Thaddeus Elbas was smiling lightly as he inspected Noah, he kept on nodding as golden runes floated in the air around him and entered his mind.

Samuel continued to look at his name on the screen.

He was in the sixth position and he could not help but blame Noah for his failure.

He raised his hand and pointed it to Noah while he spoke with a loud voice.

"He cheated! He endangered the lives of all the participants of the test by awakening that rank 4 Ice-born Yeti. He should be disqualified!"

No one of the others around him spoke though, there was no benefit in Noah's exclusion for them so they would rather accept their loss humbly.

After all, Noah's kill count was so high that it was obvious that he was the strongest of them.

Thaddeus then clapped his hands and the numbers on the screen changed slightly.

The number "25" next to Samuel's name was transformed into a "0".

"Samuel Muwlos has almost killed a participant when he was escaping, his points shall be nullified."

Thaddeus' voice resounded in the square and he stood up.

"The five of you in the top position, follow me. You are now members of the Royal Academy. The others shall remain here, I will announce those in the ten spots tomorrow morning."

Noah and the other four youths moved across the group in the square and arrived in front of the throne where Thaddeus was standing.

All the gazes remained on Noah while the five walked and a few whispers resounded from the stages.

Thaddeus gazed at the five and launched a rune between them.

The rune radiated a blinding light and the pressure of the teleportation pressed on Noah's sea of consciousness.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a luxurious room large thirty square meters with a table at its center full of delicacies.

His gaze then moved to Thaddeus that was standing in front of him.

He was looking at Noah with a smile on his face while nodding.

"What a strong mental sphere, it's quite rare for someone of your age."

He had been again the first one to recover from the pressure.

Noah hastily bowed to accept the praise and Thaddeus made a small laugh seeing his action.

"No need to be so polite, in the academy we give importance to strength over status and you are definitely the strongest in your generation."

Noah maintained his bow and replied.

"I was just lucky, my Lord."

Thaddeus laughed again and teased him.

"You know, since I belong to the Royal dynasty, you should refer to me as Majesty and not Lord."

Noah raised his gaze only to see Thaddeus smiling slyly.

The other four had recovered by then and were staring at the interaction between the two with wide eyes.

Thaddeus laughed again and continued.

"Anyhow, for you all, I'm just a professor of the academy. You will soon refer to me as Mister Thaddeus and I'm specialized in runes, mainly those regarding space. Now, you should be tired. You can use everything in this room for your wishes. I need to review the information about the test to fill the other ten spots. Use this time to rest and to get along with each other."

Another blinding light surrounded him and he disappeared on the spot.

'Space runes? There are specializations too?'

He had to stop his thoughts though since he felt four pairs of eyes on him.

He turned and saw that the four youths were all staring at him.

They were two men and two women and an awkward silence was created in the room due to the exchange of glances.

At some point, one of the men coughed and raised his hand.

"I am Troy Orgoo from a large-size noble family. Fire element and sword wielder. Fifth in the entrance test."

Troy had short brown hair and a small stature but his manners were refined and direct.

One of the girls followed his suit and spoke.

"Grace Harlyn, large-size noble family. Wind element. My weapons are the daggers and the bow. Third in the entrance test."

Grace resembled a delicate flower and her skin was white as snow.

She had long blonde hair and her gestures were precise and slow.

It was then the other man's moment.

He was tall and burly, with dark skin and no hair.

A trace of a black beard was on his chin.

"Perry Illou, medium-size noble family. Earth element. I use the hammer. Fourth in the entrance test."

The last girl snorted and replied shortly.

"June Ballor, small-size, thunder element. Spear and second place."

She had long and unruly silver hair that reached her knees.

Her skin was clean and she was undoubtedly a beauty but some scars were visible on the uncovered part of her arms.

She had never moved her gaze from Noah since she opened her eyes and a tinge of battle intent was exuded from her stare.

'I lacked only the battle maniac between my admirers.'

Noah was about to turn toward the food on the table when he noticed that the four of them had begun to stare at him again.

"Oh right, my name is Vance."

And then, he went to the table and picked a roasted chicken wing, eating it cross-legged on one of the couches in the room.

After he finished his meal, he joined his hands on his waist and begun to meditate.

June's eyes sharpened and she released another snort before sitting right next to Noah.

She then crossed her legs too and begun to cultivate.

The other three looked awkwardly at the pair on the sofa and decided to ignore them.