Chapter 186 Instructors
Back inside the academy control room, a small number of people had already gathered behind Harrison and Isabella.
There were six in number, and all had distinguished appearances. These were all important instructors of the academy.
Despite the overwhelming number of students in the academy, the staff and instructors were completely scarce. They were all very few in number.
Each year only had a few instructors, with each of them teaching the youths their area of specializations and all of the figures currently standing behind Harrison were the instructors for just the first year students, all of them exuding Master rank aura.
They had all come to the control room to watch how the first years would deal with their first hurdle.
But amongst them, the few who had watched the battle between two particular monsters had only came here to watch them. noVe-lb/1n
Each and every one of them gazed at two out of the numerous screens adorned on the wall with astonishment.
On one screen, a behemoth was displayed. His whole form was entirely enveloped in a deep shade of crimson liquid, and in his hands was a broadsword whose form was also bathed in the same crimson liquid.
Eight gleaming swords were moving in perpetual motion around him.
Around him lay the life forms of hundreds of beast carcasses, their red blood and guts bathing the landscape with a crimson hue. Kael Stormrider.
And on the next screen showed a group of white haired youths currently gathered, awaiting the words of a boy with piercing blue eyes, Atticus Ravenstein.
After seeing what they all came here to watch—Atticus and Kael—then they all turned and started heading outside the building.
Eventually, after a while, only Harrison and Isabella remained behind.
Isabella turned to Harrison, "Dad— Vice principal. He was right. Wouldn't it be better to train them separately from the rest of the youth?" She inquired, agreeing with what was said earlier.
Those two were simply far too stronger than their peers to face any sign of challenge.
"It would be best to pit them against each other. Their rivalry would make them strive to grow stronger," she reasoned.
Isabella feared that with how strong they were compared to the others, because there was no one actively challenging them to grow stronger, they could both slack off and get lazy.
"We will do no such thing," Harrison responded.
He could understand what was going through his daughter's head. "Everything is a process, Isabella. Tell me, would those two be as powerful as they are now if their resolve to get stronger was that weak?"
"Regardless of how much talent you believe they have, they are both this strong at such a young age because of one thing, hard work," Harrison added.
It was very easy for him to tell the difference between strength gained by talent and one gained by hard work.
And looking at those two, Harrison could see it. The amount of blood and sweat they had shed training to reach their current level was palpable.
Harrison took his eyes away from Atticus and Kael's screen, his gaze immediately landing on the screen displaying the live footage of a strikingly beautiful purple-haired youth.
She was seated nonchalantly on top of a colossal dragon. In every other second, without a word, the dragon would zoom downwards, its maw immediately turning a crimson hue as she unleashed a storm of fire engulfing the whole beasts, their forms reduced to nothing more than ash.