Alex continued selecting students as though nothing unusual had occurred earlier.
The revelation regarding Leon's bloodline, the tension surrounding the Light God Temple, and the panic among the observing elders did not affect him in the slightest. His expression remained calm while he walked through the plaza with steady steps, occasionally stopping before certain students before either accepting or rejecting them.
Time slowly passed.
The sun gradually descended lower across the horizon while shadows stretched across the academy grounds.
Three full hours later, the selection finally ended.
Fifty students now stood behind Alex in complete silence.
Some came from supreme clans possessing ancient inheritances stretching back thousands of years. Others were ordinary commoners who had clawed their way upward through talent and determination alone.
Yet despite their different backgrounds, all fifty shared one common point.
Alex had personally chosen them.
