As he walked back, his thoughts wandered back and forth, looking in a specific direction.
'Such a strange City, with so many powers, gathered, and where there is basically no information coming out of there, that seems also to be the city that the Guild fears the most in the vicinity; what kind of city is it?' Matt thought as he looked in the direction of where the City of Clans should be.
He couldn't see it because it was too far away, but he could picture it after discovering several things in the guild.
He wondered if it was something similar to Earth, where there were some cities where the Hunter's Guilds prevented their hunters from entering. However, here, they only recommended avoiding missions that had anything to do with that city and gave no apparent reasons.
There were places like that on Earth, and they were usually prevented from entering because they were cities controlled by the government or very powerful people in the world who used them to do barbaric things, launder money massively, control criminal gangs, and so on.
'I wonder if this one is similar... Not that I care what they do, but... Those places tend to have the most information on world events... City of Clans of the Hoffman's Bloody Kingdom, huh.' Matt thought, smiling.
Though after thinking for several minutes, he sighed as he shook his head.
'No need to think nonsense. I should try to get in there when I can, but for now, I'd better stay away from those powers.' Matt thought and went to sleep, waiting for the time when he would return to the Academy.
Right now, he was traveling on a train, which, despite being of old design, was quite relaxing, so he could sleep peacefully.
Until he finally returned to the Academy.
As soon as he returned, he went to Isla's room to see how she was doing.
"Matt, you're back!" she said with a smile as she saw him waiting at her door and invited him in.
"How are you? Have you recovered well?" Matt asked as he sat down in a small chair.
Isla nodded at him, "Thanks to the army medical center and the meds they gave us, I was able to recover faster than I normally should be able to. I can go back to training now." She said, smiling and sitting down next to him.
"Miss Isla, Professor Reagan requests your presence in his office." He spoke.
They both looked at each other and came out to see.
The person calling her was one of the professors under Reagan Cooper, and he was surprised to see Matt here as well and smiled to greet him, "Young Mr. Matt, this saves me calling you. Professor Reagan requests the presence of both of you in his office. Apparently, it has something to do with the Battle of the Halls." Said this professor, and Matt nodded.
"All right, let's go, Isla. I have to inform the professor that I'm back as well." Matt replied, and soon they walked through the Academy until they reached Professor Reagan's office.
"Professor Reagan, the students called are here." Said the little professor at the front and allowed them to enter.
When they walked in, they realized Caspian was here too, so Matt now understood what was happening.
"Matt, Isla, sit down. I have good news for you." Reagan Cooper said, smiling.
"We were chosen to represent the hall in that battle of the halls, right?" Matt asked, and Reagan Cooper nodded with a smile.
"That's right, after studying the entire salon, I still think you guys are the most qualified to represent us. But you all need to have over 3,000 Power unless you want to fight at a great disadvantage." Reagan Cooper said and looked at Isla.
"I know Matt and Caspian meet those requirements, but how is your Power going, Student Isla?" Reagan asked, and Isla nodded quickly.
"I have no problem, professor. I also have over 3,000 Power currently." She replied with a big smile, surprising Reagan Cooper.
"Really? How much power do you have right now?" he asked quickly as he stood up and didn't even make her wait when he passed her a vampire ball to test herself.
She did so immediately, and soon, the number was visible.
"That much!?" he shouted in shock, and at the same time, on the other side of the room, Caspian, who had been silent, spat out the tea he was drinking as soon as he saw it.