Against The Special Class Students?

"I..." Nox opened his mouth.

He pondered what Luthier said with a thoughtful expression on his face.

It was not a bad offer. On the contrary, it was a very good one. The royal family would definitely come after him—that much was already clear. And to be blunt, if the royal family were to attack now, Nox wasn't confident he would be able to win against them.

Why? They had an army.

Left to him alone, he wouldn't be bothered by this, but the thing was... Nox's circle wasn't particularly small.

He had friends—a lot of them. Many he had not spoken to in years, but they... they were still special to him.

Not only that.

There were also his family members and the people of the barony.

The king would probably target them.

Nox glanced up at Luthier, who stood about 6'3", his hair fluttering in the wind. The older man had an expectant gleam in his eyes and a subtle smile on his face.

He had Nox cornered.