"Then let me get the ball rolling."
Pariston seemed oblivious to everyone's gazes as he said casually, "I propose-"
"Only licensed Hunters may take part in the assessment."
Pariston's first strike was aimed straight at Dio!
Dio narrowed his eyes, folded his arms across his chest, and leaned back. Without hesitation, he said, "I object."
"I agree." ×2
Mizaistom and Cheadle both voted in favor.
At this moment, there were no teachers, no seniors, and no mercy.
The Hunters each followed their own will, locked in an invisible battle to the death!
"One objection recorded for Dio. Pariston's proposal is invalid. Mr. Mizaistom is next!"
Beans spoke up at just the right moment, methodically announcing the results of the first round before moving on to Mizaistom's proposal.
But Mizaistom was in no hurry to propose a rule. Instead, he gave Pariston beside him a long look.
The rule Pariston had just proposed served no purpose except to add another objection to Dio's tally.
Was Pariston planning to stall for an hour this way and eliminate Dio outright?
If this kept going, they would undoubtedly fall into an endless cycle of hurting one another. Once the chairman had beaten them all black and blue, what would they have left to handle the assessments afterward?
What exactly was this man thinking? He couldn't win this way either.
"-I propose that candidates be forbidden from using force to harm one another."
Mizaistom proposed what he considered the safest rule, hoping to confine their conflict to the intellectual level.
"I agree."
Cheadle's answer came as no surprise. She was the least skilled fighter among them, and this rule benefited her.
"I object."
Pariston spoke softly, his eyes fixed on Dio.
"I object."
Dio's voice rang out casually.
"Hm?"
Cheadle froze for a moment. Why