The remaining students will receive resources and teachings that will help increase their strengths to a monstrous degree according to common standards.

After waiting for a few moments to gather everyone's attention, Theodore Roosevelt with his hands behind his back began to speak, "You've all passed multiple hurdles to reach this point. Now, only the last test remains between success and failure. I hope that you will all pass the last test as you young boys and girls deserve to become a part of the military academy. The final exam is a bit special as it only tests your speed. And what's better to test speed than to race it out, correct? In order to pass the final test, you must reach from one end of the room to the other within half an hour. The further you reach within that time, the better the results and the larger the amount of contribution points you will receive. However, you only need to cross one-third of the room to pass this test."

"Are there any confusion?"

Immediately after he said those words, Varth raised his hand and said, "We can use external items, right?"

"You are allowed to use weapons and items in this test," Theodore replied with a mysterious and cunning smile.

"What about the number of participants? Will everyone participate at the same time? Or split up into groups? Or will we be examined individually?" Vincent asked after a few seconds.

"You'll all be participating at the same time," he said.

Hearing his words, Vincent's gaze deepened. 'What a troublesome situation. It's already bad that the examinees will be taking part in the test at the same time, but even weapons and items are allowed. Worst of all, there's no rule against infighting during the test. The use of weapons and items is permitted. Therefore, there is a high chance that attacks between participants are also permitted. If something goes wrong, there's a high chance everyone will be disqualified,' he thought.

"This is the final test?" Peter's eyes brightened. "It seems easier than the ones before."

Nevis beamed a smile as he was sure that although he might not be the strongest, he was the fastest. "It will be fun to stream the last test and showcase my exceptionally good sides."

"It isn't as simple as you think. Why do you think we can use weapons and items? It's probably to entice infighting." Vincent's gaze flickered with a thoughtful glitter as Felix Walken's figure appeared in his mind: "I don't know about the others, but someone has been itching to start a fight for a while, and I am guessing that he won't let go of such a god-sent opportunity."

Peter's and Nevis's eyebrows raised. What he is saying might really happen. After all, Varth has deeply offended the kid with a redhead. Who knows what will happen once a fight begins in the middle of the test?! They might even get embroiled in a useless battle that will only act as an obstacle that delays them from reaching their goal.

"Big brother, can you promise me something?" Leila calmly looked at Vincent while holding his hands.

"I'm all ears," Vincent said as he gently rubbed the back of her soft hands.

"No matter what happens to us in the last test, please continue to head straight to the goal. If you get a bad result because of me, I will never be able to forgive myself," she said in a gentle and sweet tone with a serious look on her face.

Leila Munrow's words made him smile like a silly young boy in love. He had an idea of what she was feeling in her heart. From her warm words and lovely gestures, Vincent could guess that she didn't want to be a burden to him.

He caressed her head full of snow-like hair while looking in her eyes with a warm and gentle stare and said: "I will do as you say, but you must also immediately use the magic scroll once you are in danger. Do you agree?"

"But it's too precious."

The magic scroll wasn't an expensive offensive item for Leila. For her, it was a deeply cherished love token. The fire magic scroll was the proof of his love for her.

"You must or else I can't agree with your words." Vincent insisted.

His words were like a threat to her, enough to blackmail her into accepting his proposal.

"Okay," Leila nodded, looking like a cute little animal.

A few moments later, after no one asked any questions, Theodore said: "Before we begin, allow me to explain the last assessment's fundamental mechanisms that will act as an obstacle to slow you down and conditions that will act as a reason for your disqualification."

Hearing his words, the student's ears perked up as they showed an adequate level of interest in what he has to say.

"First off, there is only one obstacle in the race, and that are projectiles made out of compressed air. Not only will the projectiles act as obstacles but they will also serve as a means of fulfilling one of the several reasons for disqualification. Following are the reasons why you might fail this test,

1. You are disqualified if you get hit ten times by projectiles before the time ends.

2. If you take a step outside the boundaries of the track, you'll be disqualified.

3. If you fail to run up to 1/3rd of the track before the times end, you'll be disqualified.

4. You'll be immediately eliminated once you are knocked out.

5. In the event of a fatal injury, the examinee that is fatally injured will be disqualified and immediately expelled from the tracks' boundaries. However, you'll receive immediate healing free of cost.

Lastly, a hidden mechanism will activate once certain conditions are met.

With this, my explanations of the test of agility are finished."

Immediately after saying that, Theodore Roosevelt stopped looking at the temporary students and calmly looked at instructor Alex Hollow.

"It's all you now," he said.

Hearing his words, instructor Alex walked up to the front of the raised platform with a smile on his face.