Five chosen people were locked in a large rectangular shaped room, and only one could emerge victoriously.

If magic hadn’t been forbidden by Oliver, Stella knew she would have finished off all four others in the first ten seconds. Since she had been practising with weapons for the past few months, she felt that this would be an excellent opportunity to train.

Atilath knew that everyone there should be quite capable; however, she still believed that no one would be as formidable as she was, so she didn’t hesitate too much to run to the nearest opponent.

Wallace, when he saw the short-haired girl running towards him, prepared to receive her and activated his knife-type Panspermia Weapon. If he could make a choice, he would have liked to fight first against the half-beast, but Atilath was certainly a formidable opponent.

When Atilath got within a meter of Wallace, she used her <Morning Perspicacity> ability, which allowed her to teleport behind the boy.

The clang of the knife colliding with Wallace’s armor resounded throughout the hall. Timm!

“Holy shit, that’s not fair!” Atilath shouted and used the <Night Perspicacity> skill to get back to where she was two seconds ago.

There is a difference between physical and magical gene abilities. While physical skills give you a small advantage, magic skills can literally destroy buildings with a move, so only they were forbidden.

When Wallace heard the girl’s clank and scream, he turned back, and when he saw that she was no longer there, he understood what was happening. The man’s body barely reacted in time to turn around again, and when he did, he saw one coming towards him. Wallace was quick and put his arm in front of the blade; the sound of tearing flesh was not that unusual to him. Cratch! 

Despite having almost his entire body covered in armor, the joints were still a weak point and practically a target today, so Wallace was not scared when he was stabbed. Quite the opposite, Wallace drew his arm back, and since the knife was still stuck, Atilath lost her only weapon.

‘Was she really going to kill me? She’s crazier than she looks.’ Class-D thought.

Wallace took the knife from his left elbow, turned it into a sphere again, and threw it out of the room through an open window.

“Now you’ll only have your hands to fight with!”

“And you think that will be good for you? Hahaha!”

Atilath knew that her opponent was already aware of her teleportation abilities, but she would not have gotten this far being a prudent girl. Wallace and Atilath looked each other in the eye, and so one began to run towards the other.

“Aaaaaarghh”

“Aaaaaah—”

Their screams began in unison. However, Atilath had been hit by something while running, which interrupted their shouting.

“Not taking too long there, are you?” said Stella to Wallace, after throwing the boy archer at Atilath. “That way, you’ll be defiling the honor of the Noble Academy.” She was debauching Wallace.

“Why did you come this way?!” He exclaimed angrily and, without much thought, slashed with his knife in Stella’s direction.

The woman sidestepped easily and, with the same sidestepping motion, took the opportunity to grab Wallace’s arm, which was holding the knife. At that moment, she applied so much force that the boy’s arm bone made a loud noise. Crackk!

“Arghhhhhhh! Damn you! I’m out, I’m out!” Wallace screamed in desperation as he watched the bone in his own arm stick out.

“Have you given up yet?” Stella asked sadistically and summoned her Panspermia weapon.

“No finish!” Oliver shouted from across the hall.

“Hmph! All right.”

‘As expected from the Champion, she is adamant and fierce at the same time. Not to mention I’ve forbidden spells so as not to cause damage to the land, if it weren’t for that, I think this would be over by now.’

The Archer and Atilath stood up, looked at each other, and without saying anything, they both understood what should be done. They joined forces to defeat the Champion.

The archer had no experience with a melee weapon, so he was intercepted easily by Stella. Then Atilath, who was already struggling to fight Wallace, had no chance at all against the grey-haired woman and was promptly thrown against one of the walls.

“Resist guys, I don’t want to look that strong in front of my employer, otherwise he will throw a lot of work behind my back.” Stella teased the fallen participants on the floor.

“Fucking sadist… Pruft!” Atilath spat some blood in Stella’s direction.

The foreign girl was the only one to get up because Wallace and the archer continued to lie on the ground. The two boys had already given up on the job opportunity.

Just as Stella was about to finish off Atilath, and Oliver was about to stop the test so the girls wouldn’t go too far, a thought popped into the heads of everyone present: ‘But where is the half-beast?’

Luke seemed to emerge from the shadows of the Champion, coincidentally in the place to which Atilath planned to teleport. However, the yellow eyes of the half-wolf convinced her that this was not a good time to do that.

Had Stella been a little slower, she certainly wouldn’t have reacted in time to use her <The Opposer> ability that created a barrier around her. The only time she needed to use this was in the final of the Tournament of Legends, and she only needed it because her opponent was an archer with wings; otherwise, she would never have used it.

The half-wolf was thrown far away but remained firmly on the ground. Luke knew that the fact that magic was forbidden in the test was a great advantage for him, considering that his skills were exclusively melee.

“Hmph! You’re strong.” Stella said to Luke. “You’re probably a Class B with lots of experience in underground Dungeons, aren’t you?”

In reality, Luke had never entered a Dungeon in his entire life. He didn’t like tight places, especially ones with the smell of death.

“Why do you say that?” Although he had missed his big chance to end it all, he was confident that he would beat her anyway, so he had time for a little chat.

“You hid your presence as I’ve never seen anyone else do. Surely, you’re the type who goes in front of the group to check before entering any room, aren’t you?”

‘I hid my presence?’ Although he knew he wasn’t weak like most, Luke still didn’t understand any of these complicated concepts.

“Stop the exercise, you don’t have to fight anymore. I’ve already decided who will be hired.” Exclaimed Oliver.

Confused, everyone approached him. The ultimate confrontation was about to happen, so why did the guard interrupt? 

If anyone could kick, it would be because he saw that continuing the battle would not show anything more.. All five of them had already shown what they were good at and what they were not.