Two months later...
The college entrance exam was an event enjoyed by the entirety of the Vortis empire, as it was fun for both sorcerers and humans alike. People enjoyed watching young aspiring sorcerers fight. It was open to the public as it would show the might of the Vortis Empire and people would know that the young generation is also full of talent and potential.
The biggest arena in Redfield city was used every year for the exams. Students from all over the city would participate for the right to enter top colleges and academies in the Empire. It also allowed famous sorcerers to pick students for themselves.
The atmosphere at Hyperion High was full of vigor. Twenty students were chosen from every high school to participate in the selection tournament. The rest of the students who were considered not ready would wait till next year in hopes of getting a good position as everyone could only take the exam three times. A repeater would be considered second rate and failing the first time would be a stain on their records.
The students were getting ready to leave for the arena and the teachers were giving them advice to take a better position. Everyone The selection exam was divided into two phases. The first phase was the free-for-all stage in which fifty participants would fight each other at once and the last five students standing would be considered qualified. The second phase is one on one battle among the qualified participants.
The participants were looking at each other nervously. Due to the nature of the exam, Students from the same school could also end up facing each other. Friends would have to fight each other for their dreams. Such was the nature of the world.
Meanwhile at the castle of Angelo family,
''Today Mother, I will make you proud. Please cheer for your son''. A cloaked figure spoke to an unconscious woman. It was Adrien who was getting ready to leave for the selection tournament. As he was going to leave the room he bumped into a familiar figure.
''Father...I was just leavin-''. Adrien was cut off by his father.''Walk with me, Son.'' His father said in a calm tone.
''So you have been training''. Alaric enquired.
''Yes Father''. Adrien answered in a brief manner.
No other words were spoken the whole way. They both arrived at a place that was guarded. Alaric signaled and the door was opened for both of them to enter. It was the armory of Angelo family. Alaric went to a shelf and picked something. It was a blade 110cm in length with a sharp edge. The hilt was red and white. It was a tier 2 weapon. He handed it to Adrien.
''Father this...Thank you''. Adrien said in a low voice.
''Win Adrien. Win and make both your parents proud''. Alaric said with a smile.
''I will Dad. I promise''. Adrien said while leaving.
''And Son''. Alaric said without turning.
''Yes, Dad? Adrien asked.
''If you meet that little shit, kick his ass''. Alaric said.
''That's the plan, Dad,'' Adrien said with a smirk and left for the arena.