He even dared to casually converse with Demigod-level beings and send nobles from the Imperial Capital to the mines for labor reform.
To him now, the scheming and petty squabbles of the academy seemed like nothing more than children playing house. He simply couldn't get interested.
But his composure and detached air only made his fellow students admire and worship him all the more.
"Is that Senior Lynch? So handsome…"
"I heard he's practically a lord in his own right on the border, yet he still remembers us old classmates…"
"What is class? *This* is class! Look at that bunch from the Imperial Capital Academy. Haven't seen them achieve much, but every one of them walks around with their noses in the air. Now look at Senior Lynch…"
As the crowd murmured amongst themselves, the battle on the field entered its final stages.
