Jeremy was seated on a chair in his office.
He already knew that a virtual combat test was ongoing for the first year.
How could he not know?
He was the one who had ordered the test.
Why?
Because of Nyx.
She had ordered him to arrange a test and, if he could, possibly match her against Amyra.
Jeremy didn't know what was going on in the mind of Nyx.
He wanted to kill her.
Only if it wasn't for the restrictions would he have killed Nyx as soon as she entered this world.
Jeremy was never meant to be free.
Jeremy was actually from a subordinate family that served.
The Clan.
Their family only had one job.
To send their members to different underdeveloped worlds.
Sending someone from outside to an underdeveloped world was not possible.
But The Clan knew of a way.
Still the cost of it was too high.