"How's the quality this year?"
The Snow Elf professor glanced up at the other party, his expression turning somewhat odd. That was an awfully clumsy change of subject, wasn't it?
However, he had little interest in continuing to twist the knife, so he flipped through the data. A huge virtual electronic table appeared beside them.
"The quality is pretty average. Very few descendants of orthodox Magic Beast Master families signed up this year. Even among those who did, most are branch-family descendants, and the ones with very ordinary aptitudes at that... Here, this table lists the youngsters I've compiled who might achieve some results. But even so, the quality still can't compare with the previous intake..."
Dilan looked over the table, her brows knitting tightly. It listed the top hundred outstanding candidates selected through a comprehensive assessment of four categories: initial racial traits, bloodline purity, basic Mental Strength evaluation, and foundational-score examination.
But at a glance, even the first-place candidate's overall score was inferior to that of the previous intake's fiftieth-place candidate. She had expected this intake to be underwhelming, but she hadn't expected it to be this underwhelming!
Then again, it made sense. Who would choose to compete in the same intake as the Crown Prince if they genuinely wanted to stand out?
Campus resources were limited and distributed in the shape of a pyramid. The higher one climbed, the more generous the school's allocation became. Unless they had simply come to obtain a diploma, most outstanding descendants naturally hoped to climb as high as possible.
But the competition was especially fierce this year. Starry Sky Academy was a royal academy, and the Crown Prince's emergence wasn't a one-man affair. The outstanding candidates within the royal family would all choose to compete for a chance. Although the Crown Prince