"Perfect! Thank you."
Marquise Julienne nodded approvingly at Luca's answer before turning back toward the projection.
But as she spoke, the golden-eyed cadet found his thoughts drifting to the competition he had been so excited about.
In his mind, he had imagined it as something akin to an interschool event—a chance to bond with his friends, engage in friendly competition with other participants, and perhaps even get up close and personal with corruption.
Looking back, he was beginning to suspect that he might have underestimated just how seriously everyone else was taking it.
But really, the money-grubbing guild leader had no intention of abolishing long-standing political climates!
If anything, he only really wanted a shot at the promised access to the MCZs!
Oh no!
"If the Astral Cup were to proceed as originally scheduled, then every flaw they've been desperately trying to conceal would become much harder to hide."
