As for the Holy Church's current Chief Archbishop, he was still unable to form a clear assessment.
But that was only natural. If one could see through a Chief Archbishop after so little contact, it would be far too disrespectful to the Holy Church.
Still, he could more or less tell that one of the reasons this Chief Archbishop had come to Saint Marian Academy under the pretext of leading the exchange students was—
I didn't expect the Holy Church to already place this much importance on me. They actually sent the Chief Archbishop himself to test me. Dark could not help but heighten his vigilance.
He had never expected Caleb Norris to be coming specifically for him.
It seems I need to restrain myself a little over the next month. I can't expose any flaws.
I wonder how much Caleb Norris already knows about me.
Dark raised his head and looked at Victor Gaude and Evan Pearson as they descended from the Duelist Platform.
Victor's posture carried a trace of dejection, but his expression somehow gave the impression that he had become even more resolute.
After stepping down, Evan Pearson quickly composed himself and returned to how he had seemed when they first met.
The onlookers' attitudes toward them had changed considerably after that duel.
The students had set aside their initial curiosity toward the "Saint Son." More people began to take him seriously, and some even regarded him with hostility.
Meanwhile, perhaps out of a sense of shared enmity, quite a few people offered Victor encouragement.
Victor responded to them well.
At one point, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. He spun around and saw Robert grinning broadly.
Robert slapped his shoulder hard and boomed, "No problem, Victor. You've already dueled the strongest 'Saint Son'