THE MISSION CENTER
As I walked toward the booths in the Mission Center, I recognized some of the apprentices that I defeated during the Audition for the Apprentice Conjurers. Their heads held low before me as I passed them, their looks filled with fear like they were greeting a demon.
However, not every apprentice in this place was afraid of me. They haven't been bullied by me yet.
"Who do you think you are, scum? The Mission Center is for people who come to cooperate on missions, not arrogant fools who want to show off their wealth", an apprentice shouted to me.
The whole Conjurer Court now knew that I was so powerful because I could afford expensive potions before my fights. I was fighting against the apprentices with money rather than skill.
"You don't deserve to see my wealth", I replied to him.
"Yes, this place is not for you. Nobody in their right mind will have you in their teams", another apprentice added and said to me.