While Nevis walked out of the center of the room and towards the bleachers, Emerald shifted her attention towards her fiance, and she said, "Out of them, who do you think is the most talented?"

"Hmm, it's hard to decide without seeing their performances for myself," said Damien. Immediately after, he lifted his index finger and continued, "Anyone that defeats a robot within less than a minute can be considered as talented."

After a moment, Emerald asked, "How about you? How long did it take for you to defeat a combat robot the very first time?"

Damien teasingly smiled and said, "If you wanna know, kiss me."

As soon as he said those words, Emerald rolled her eyes, saying as she did that, "Don't tell if you don't want to. I am not that interested anyway."

Amused at her loveable behavior and chuckling sue to see her embarrassed and flustered, Damien got so excited that his eyes turned crimson for a moment, "A split of a second, that's the amount of time I took to defeat one my very first time," Damien said earning himself Emerald's eyes opened wide filled with shock and disbelief.

"Are you for real?" She asked without thinking. It's only been half a year since they were together with each other, and she didn't know much about him except for the fact that he was pretty popular with the girls in the military academy and extremely handsome.

Damien blinked his eyes in response and said, "Have I ever lied to you?"

Emerald shook her head, knowing full well that he has never lied to her. Rather he has always had, did his best to make her laugh and please her.

He was a perfect man with exceptionally handsome looks and strength. Yet, she didn't like the fact that he is overly clinging to her. Not a single day goes by without him by her side, twenty-four out of seven.

He would sneak in her room at night, chase her in the day, attend the same classes as her, and so on, and all of that pissed her a lot.

Damien didn't understand how important privacy is for a human as he wasn't a human himself.

A few minutes later, Peter stood before the combat robot with a pole in his hand, and although he has never used a weapon in his life, his basic foundation was so solid that he didn't find it hard to execute basic maneuvers with the pole.

He held his breath before thrusting the pole forward continuously, blood pumping throughout his body.

Within a minute, he managed to land a few powerful strikes on its body, but the robot wasn't showing signs of falling anytime soon.

Desperate to end the battle in the shortest time possible for him, Peter tripped it over the moment he got the chance.

"Get knocked out already!" He shouted while smashing its head with the pole clutched in his hand.

The force behind each of Peter's attacks was well above a few hundred kilograms.

It only took a few attacks to shatter the head of the robot that has fallen to the ground and couldn't defend itself.

"Peter: 1 minute thirty seconds."

When Peter finished in more than a minute, instructor Baldwin remarked in his mind, "This group of students aren't as remarkable as the ones who came yesterday. The descendants of the great royalty ended their battles with the combat robot in less than half a minute while fighting leisurely. Even Asiloman, who performed the best, took less than 5 seconds to chop the robot into 10 pieces."

Yesterday, instructor Baldwin had already seen a group of excellent newly enlisted students performing far well than the ones today.

He was naturally feeling slightly disappointed.

Just then; however, a voice sounded in his ears, listening to which his eyes widened in utter disbelief and shock.

‹ Contestant name: Geom 13 ›

‹ Time taken to defeat the combat robot: 0.9 seconds ›

"Heavens! What a powerful ability! He just swung his sword and the robot was chopped in two halves! What the hell did he just do? What kind of ability is this?"

Geom has astounded everyone by finishing in 0.9 seconds. It wasn't just the students who were shocked to hear his result, as even the instructor was shocked by this young man who killed a combat robot in less than a minute.

"Huh? How is this possible? What just happened?! Let's watch the replay!!!"

Immediately after, Instructor Baldwin started to watch the replay.

In the replay, he saw that Geom had brought out his stainless sword from one of his spatial bracelets and held it tightly in his calloused and thick hands before the three-second countdown ended.

Then he saw how he brandished his sword as soon as the battle started.

At the same time, a horizontal white light flashed in the center of the combat robot's waist and expanded to each side of its body.

After a single swing, he stored his sword in his spatial bracelet as if he was certain that he has killed the combat robot.

And he was right!

The white light dimmed down in the split of a second, and the sturdy metallic body of the combat robot was chopped into two pieces startling the contestants and the spectators.

"Geom 13?! Is he the rumored thirteenth son of the Royal Sword Family? The one said to possess the same ability as the head of the family?" The instructor said, promising to look at the records of this young man after the competition.

Meanwhile, a person sitting in the spectator's sitting area gazed at Geom with deep interest.

"Although I have watched the members of the Royal Sword Family in action a lot of time," Emerald heard Damien say those words, his lips curling into a grin, "the unique ability that goes perfectly well with swords to the point it's hard to believe still amuses me," Damien completed his sentence while staring at him with a look that said, it's a palatable prey.

Geom hair stood on end, as every fiber of his being alerted him that he was in danger as if a beast was about to pounce on him out of nowhere. He turned around and moved his head left and right, looking for any signs of danger. After finding no signs of the danger he just felt, he breathed out deeply, thinking as he walked back to sit down on the bleachers with a back covered in sweat, "It's weird that the feeling of danger suddenly vanished as if it never existed in the first place, but I refuse to accept it. I am sure that my life was threatened, albeit for a moment. After all, my body has never sent a wrong signal to me. I am sure that something dangerous had set its sight on me, but no one will believe me even if I make a scene about it. They will just think I am crazy. I should stay alert from now on."

Meanwhile, with his eyes closed, Damien licked his lips and slowed down his breathing to calm his heart, thinking as he did that, 'I so want to suck him dry of all his blood and obtain his ability, but that will be breaking the rules set by the lords of the Crimson Palace. I don't want to become an outcast and get hunted by the vampire bunds. Now, do I?"