Emperor's Reckoning

With the expansion of the land to almost half of Deo, Nostria was in a crisis of lack of personnel to govern the kingdom. Luckily for the immature queen, Biane and Clemora decided to step in and aid her in maintaining the huge kingdom. Not to mention that the place was actually separated by a dessert, it would be hard to travel from one place to another.

On the other hand, with the new ruler, Sylviana immediately abolished the human-race only rule to become a multi-race just like the small Nostria. Of course, this kind of rule will be enacted immediately but the result will not be instant since they were taught from a young age that the other races were inferior to them. With that as a fact, the queen humbly asked the original Nostrians to have a merciful attitude toward them, otherwise, there would be infighting.

With the hectic situation and since the world kinda getting into a peaceful state, Lyon's whereabouts were something that not everyone he knew would expect him to be.

"Why am I here," asked Lyon with a twitched mouth. Even he himself wouldn't expect him to be here.

"Don't complain and just listen," said Luna as she pulled his ear.

The light of the sun rays the room from the east windows. It illuminated the place just enough for them to see clearly. The brown desks were neatly placed as they were each separated by two inches wide. The green boards in front of them had traces of writing from chalk while there was a lone wide desk in front of it.

That's right, a classroom inside the only academy in Nostria.

"I get it, but why do I have to sit on the front?" complained Lyon. (Shouldn't I be sitting beside a window and stare at the horizon while the teacher is explaining? I mean, that's like, a universal law for MC right?).

However, contrary to their casual conversation, the students behind them was busy with admiring the legendary young man. It was rare enough to see the number one and number two students in the same class, not to mention their class.

"Do you know how many applicants applied to join the student council?" asked Luna.

Since their absence for quite some time, the academy got more popular as the recent events went. There were uncountable letters stacked up on the front of the student council's office. All of them contained the same thing, to join the prestigious group.

"Well, I'm a vice-president, not the president, so I leave the decision to my boss," smiled Lyon with his eyebrows moving up and down.

"Stop doing that, that princess from the east rubbed her habit on you," hmphed Luna with her crossing her arms.

*creak

The door opened and reveal a handsome figure. The students were excited to see this young man. He was without a doubt one of the legendary figures the academy could have.

"Ah, big brother!"

"Ah, it's you."

Unlike the figure's excited tone, Lyon felt disappointed. Who else would dare to call him big brother except for that blonde young man?

Jugen didn't show any disagreement toward his attitude, he knew him too well. With a smile, he took the empty seat behind him, leaving the seat on Lyon's left empty.

"Young miss, I believe we have a chance to win in the Crown," said a red-haired young man beside Luna.

His face was the very definition of hot-blooded, everywhere he went he would always bring his trusted sword. Dubbed as the strongest swordsman in the academy, he was none other than Martis, Luna's bodyguard.

Luna nodded, "A good chance at that."

*creak

The door opened once more as a middle-aged man walked inside. There was some sort, of wild aura that seeping out of his figure.

The students immediately talked among themselves.

"Hey, who is that teacher?" said a student in the back.

"I don't know, never heard a teacher like that? Maybe a substitute?"

"Most likely."

While the students in the back discussing between themselves. The mouth of the 'teacher' twitched as he could hear what they were saying.

*bang

The teacher slapped the table as he said, "I'm the principal goddamnit!"

"No way!"

"The elusive figure that not an entire three generations of the graduates ever see!"

The principal grimaced before he heard his nephew burst out laughing. He furrowed his eyebrows as he grimaced. He couldn't blame him since it was his fault for rarely in the academy.

He decided to have a bigger heart, "Alright settle down, I'm here to bring you two important news that one of them you might have heard."

He put up his finger, "News number one, we finally got an invitation to join the infamous tournament, Crown!"

(Well, actually, we got it every five years or so, but I never tell them) thought the principal. At the time they got no power to even make a difference but now things had changed.

"The Crown consists of five students from the invited academy or school as representatives for the competition. Let me warn you beforehand, the competition is tough."

"Unlike Deo, they got denser mana in their world, meaning their cultivation realm is without a doubt above us!"

The students' didn't seem to be surprised by his explanation. The principal lamented his fate with a sigh (That's why I never did public speaking nor contending for the throne against my older brother, I have no talent for these kinds of things).

He coughed before he continued, "With that, I would like to point out who are the five members entering the competition."

"Firstly, and the captain of the team, Luna!"

There was no doubt in the students' minds that she would be the captain of the team. Her title 'Godmother' was no joke. She could lead an army of students to clean bandits hiding in the forest.

"Secondly, Jugen!"

"ME?!"

Unlike the calm leader, he immediately stood up before he held his head. He slowly massaged it as he muttered, "Oh god, what kind of tribulation are you preparing for me?!"

"The third one, Martis, I heard you've been training under sir Tristan for a while now is a good chance as any to prove your training."

Martis stood up before he made a salute, "Thank you for the opportunity!"

"The fourth one, our ace, Lyon!"

Lyon nodded, "With me here there's nothing to worry about."

"Yeah!" the students suddenly fired-up as they stood and shout his name.

Hearing the energetic voices of the his fellow students he stood and faced them, "That's right, I will flirt those prideful and beautiful women no matter if they are the teachers or the students," then he clenched his fist in assurance.

"Yeah! WHAT?!"

Lyon suddenly opened his eyes wide as he felt chill running down his spine, a woman gritted her teeth in a smile, "L-y-o-n, can you say it one more time?! HMMM?!"