"The second one is Adonis. He's not bad, I suppose."
"The last one to compete is Basaro. Before Andre switched to magic, Basaro was known as the Aristocratic Academy's greatest magical genius. Like Andre, he could have advanced to Black Iron at the end of last term, but he suppressed his level for this Small Competition."
After Niedern finished speaking, Suye couldn't help asking, "Are there no upperclassmen in our school who suppressed their levels for the competition?"
"Plato Academy doesn't need to."
"I do!" Suye said.
"What you need most right now is to think about how to win two matches," Niedern said.
"With such an irresponsible teacher, I give up!" Suye began seriously considering how to fight.
For the Black Iron Medal, and for the Mirror Gate.
Mostly so he could pass this year.
After all, a Black Iron Medal could be exchanged for first place in one subject.
Suye kept thinking. Before long, he arrived at the arena.
"Roar! Roar, roar..."
Provocative roars actually rang out from inside the arena.
Suye looked up and saw that the noise was coming from several hundred people standing opposite him. They were all dressed in identical white robes embroidered with gold trim, looking dignified and luxurious. Although there were more people on the Plato Academy's side, they wore all kinds of clothes, and their imposing presence was clearly suppressed by the other side.
Niedern said quietly, "Walk a little faster. They're getting impatient."
Upon hearing that, Suye slowed down instead and continued thinking.
Niedern watched him, lightly nodded, and said, "Good. He truly is the student I chose."
"Teacher Niedern is here!" a student shouted excitedly, with even a hint of a sob in his voice.
"He really came!"
"He went to find a Magic Apprentice."
"Huh? Who's that? I've