"Besides that!"
"Every year, the three academies have to compete for the right to form the 'Ultimate Class'!"
"Whoever becomes the boss of Ultimate Class stands at the pinnacle of all Hot-Blooded High School!"
Ryumon's voice grew more impassioned, and his emotions became increasingly fired up.
"All students must bow when they see him, or they'll receive a major demerit!"
"But it isn't just an honor. There are tangible benefits, too."
"The academy that houses Ultimate Class will have all its students receive monthly scholarships from the school."
"The money isn't much, maybe just a few hundred bucks, but that little incentive is enough to make these brats fight until their heads are bloodied for their respective academies and bosses!"
At that, Ryumon could not help but burst into laughter, as though he could already see the blazing scene before him.
Being a hero was his dream, while running a school was his career.
Both had been fulfilled here on Sea Star.
What Morgan William saw, however, was the future graduates of Hot-Blooded High School.
They would continuously join the Morgan Group.
Most could serve as low- and mid-level guards, while those with high talent could be groomed into powerful fighters.
He understood very well that in this supernatural world filled with all manner of monsters and unsavory figures, it was difficult to grow a business without sufficient combat strength.
"But chaos alone won't do."
Ryumon reined in his smile and looked at Bard, who had Metal Bat slung over his shoulder.
"So we need a force under the school's command to maintain basic order."
"I plan to call it the 'Armed Front.'"
"Other than hiring outsiders in the beginning, any student who has reached the 'pinnacle' or performed exceptionally well can join directly after graduation if they haven't decided