First Class Room.

A first-class room inside the dormitory was extraordinary. It was a privilege given only to individuals the military deemed to have immense potential.

The requirement to even be considered for one was an A-grade talent at minimum or had a talent that made him as valuable as those with such high grades. Those who possessed such a rank were either future legends in the making or already had skills that could change the tide of battle.

Raymond's sharp eyes flickered toward Arthur once again, reassessing him in a new light. There was something unreadable about the young man's posture, his gaze steady, unshaken.'Impressive. But Donald is bound to break him...'

Without another word, Raymond handed the key to Donald, who took it with a nod before motioning for Arthur to follow.