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Chapter 57: The First Lecture
The Special Class lecture hall was not a normal classroom. It was a reinforced bunker.
The walls were lined with thick steel plating and glowing defensive runes. There were exactly ten desks arranged in a semi-circle.
This was the domain of the Top Ten.
Draven sat at his desk near the back corner. He leaned his chin on his hand and watched the chaos unfold.
"You hold that spear like a club, Logcheville," Lucien Vaelmont stated smoothly.
Lucien sat two desks away. He wore a pristine, perfectly tailored Vanguard uniform. A thin, elegant rapier rested against his desk.
He was Rank Six, the Tempest Fencer, and the heir to the Vaelmont house. He possessed an aristocratic arrogance that rivaled Aegon's.
"And you hold that rapier like a knitting needle, Vaelmont," Aegon shot back instantly, resting his heavy boots on his desk.
