The Dragon's Shepherd

Valkras Continent.

In a remote border town belonging to the Eternal Empire.

At this time, the night had just faded and the morning light was faint.

"Chester, level three, failed.”

Recalling the scene of yesterday's mystical technique level assessment, the young man's expression became unusually bitter. His fists were tightly clenched, and his nails almost pierced into his flesh without him realizing it.

The young man named Chester, the eldest son of the family that controlled this small border city and the main family of Earl City, was in a daze. His body swayed as he walked on the bustling streets in a daze, allowing the busy people to pass by him.