Fortunately, this is a sparring match.
The principal of the Holy Spear Knight Academy, Hopkins Leon, lightly exhaled, then turned to look at his 'colleagues' beside him, who had expressions so grave their faces seemed nearly drenched with water, smacking his lips.
Clearly, although those few resentful individuals were stronger than him in power and broader in vision, they did not understand the Diesel Family, nor the knights emerging from that family.
But Hopkins knew that if the battle before them weren't a [tournament] but a real war, the Holy Spear Knight Academy, which for now seemed not yet at a disadvantage, would probably have already crumbled.
Hopkins could assure that even if they had the Snow Bathing Sword whose individual strength far exceeded other competitors of the same class, and Batty Arthur with outstanding tactical skills, as long as it was a real-life death duel, the kids on his side would have already been defeated.
