Chapter 72 Situation Out Of Hand? (3)

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There is an old saying that goes like this: "Don't ever get your hopes up because not everything in the world goes as planned." I was feeling the weight of those words intensely at this very moment. It was early morning, and I had just woken up from a restful night's sleep. As I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, a message hovered in front of me, shattering the tranquility of the morning.

[Your rank in the freshmen ranking has dropped by 1.]

[Your rank in the freshmen ranking has dropped by 1.]

[Updates Ranking, rank - 101.]

1..0...1

The repetition of the message intensified the blow, and my heart ached with an intensity that made me fear a heart attack. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Desperately, I opened the ranking list, scanning it for my name, hoping it was all just a cruel illusion. But the truth stared back at me, taunting my efforts.

Rank 101, Eren Pendragon.

All my hard work and preparations to secure a place in the top one hundred had come to naught. I had slipped out of the coveted top 100.

Even after trying so hard and securing the 95th rank through the ranking battles to ensure my seat to the royal academy, I had failed to keep my place in the top 100.

My eyes narrowed as I searched for the cause of my demotion.

That's when two names caught my attention:

Theodor Brewer and Martha Paige.

'Theodor and....Martha?'

These two students belong to the brahmin class, who were previously in the ranks of 300s.

But now both their names were decorating the top 100 spots.

"These mad researchers," I muttered under my breath, a mix of rage, admiration and frustration coloring my words.NewW novels updates at novelhall.com

The brahmin class within the Freljord Academy held a special place. It was a haven for those obsessed with research, seekers of principles, and believers in science and technology. They were maniacs dedicated solely to their studies, caring little for power struggles or rankings.

When I say manics, it wasn't an exaggeration.

"Princess?"

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It was a forest with towering, majestic trees that reached for the heavens, their branches reaching out like ancient guardians of the land. The sunlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting a dappled pattern on the forest floor below.

Within this enchanting realm, a multitude of wildlife thrived, their calls echoing through the air, creating a symphony of nature's harmony. However, not all inhabitants were friendly. Among the shadows lurked dangerous monsters, their presence sending shivers down one's spine

"It has been so long since I came here."

Mist from unknown origin materialized into the form of a feline as a black cat suddenly appeared on one of the trees

The cat looked around as if trying to discover its current position.

"I am still far away... As expected, I can't bypass his barrier, nya," the cat mumbled, a hint of frustration evident in its voice. Undeterred, it gracefully leaped from one branch to another, navigating the forest with agility and precision.

As the cat ventured deeper, things which didn't make sense were encountered by it.

In this realm of enchantment, reality itself seemed to twist and turn. The cat encountered perplexing phenomena, such as the abrupt shifts in weather as it traversed from tree to tree. With each leap, it experienced the warmth of summer, the vibrancy of spring, the crispness of autumn, and the stillness of winter. The trees mirrored this transformation, their leaves sprouting and withering in a rapid, bewildering rhythm.

Venturing even deeper, the forest revealed its hidden secrets. The very trees seemed alive, their branches swaying as if engaged in a dance of their own. Some trees dared to change their positions, defying the laws of nature to suit their own whims.

"No matter how many times I see it, it is still incomprehensible," the cat murmured, marveling at the surreal spectacle that unfolded before its eyes. Unfazed by the strange occurrences, it pressed on, driven by a purpose known only to itself.

After an arduous journey through the treetops, the black feline finally came to a halt before a massive cave. The entrance was veiled in a thick layer of ice, as if frozen in time. The cave's atmosphere stood in stark contrast to the lush greenery of the surrounding trees, an anomaly that intrigued the cat but did not distract it from its mission.

"You're still holed up inside, even when I've traveled so far to visit you?" the cat playfully scolded, a hint of disappointment in its voice.

A pregnant pause ensued, interrupted by the rustling of leaves and the crackling of ice. The trees quivered as if awakening from a slumber, causing the frozen layer to tremble and cascade to the ground below.

"So, you've finally decided to pay me a visit, huh?" A deep, resonant voice carried through the air, sending chills down the cat's spine.

Emerging from the mouth of the cave was a colossal snake, its immense size defying all notions of proportion. Its mere presence exuded an aura of power and authority that commanded respect.

"Don't be angry, my friend. I bring you good news after all," the cat quickly interjected, avoiding direct eye contact with the formidable serpent.

"Good news?" The enormous snake's voice rumbled, curiosity lacing its words.

"A... GOOD... NEWS," the cat emphasized, its eyes shimmering with excitement and anticipation.

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