Chapitre 155: Coming in First place

Aur walked out of the snowy wilderness with cold determination, his steps firm and an icy expression etched on his face.

"The exams should be complete by now—"

Gong!

Just then, a bell rang from the village, signifying the end of the competition.

"I have hunted twenty ice boars; these should be plenty," Aur declared, his eyes narrowing as he walked out.

There were other students, like him, making their way back to the village.

However, these students moved in a group, their expressions grim, and their bodies soaked in blood—whether their own or that of their companions was unknown.

Almost all of them bore expressions of sombre acceptance, heads bowed as if they had finally acknowledged their harsh reality.

One such individual was Ewan, of average stature and a slim build. His left hand was mutilated as he walked with his two remaining companions.