The Genius Mage Was Reincarnated Into A Swordsman Family

Chapter 65 - 65

klaus, in the face of alex’s revelation, held his stoic composure, but a palpable tension gripped the scene. the weight of alex’s words settled upon the spectators, whose initial amazement at klaus’s feat now gave way to a growing realization that alex had a valid point. despite their lingering awe for klaus, a newfound understanding dawned that the test’s objective was not simply to shatter the mythril crystal.

a murmur rippled through the spectators, conversations sparked by the sudden twist in events. while they grappled with the nuances of the test requirements, another layer of intrigue surrounded alex’s mysterious display of voice manipulation. whispers and questions filled the air, as the crowd grappled with both the unexpected turn of the test and the enigma that was alex’s ethereal voice. the arena, once abuzz with admiration, now hummed with uncertainty and anticipation, awaiting the resolution of this unforeseen challenge.

"well, the boy is right; the test wasn’t to break the mythril crystal but to change its color."

"whatever the test was, who in this continent do you know who can even scratch a mythril crystal? hmm, tell me."

"i’m not saying that what he did wasn’t impressive, but who knows, maybe the crystal was faulty."

"can you even hear what you’re saying? we are talking about a mythril crystal here."

"he is right; some trainees even used the same crystal that the boy used."

"yeah, so the crystal wasn’t a faulty one."

"but still, how was he able to destroy a mythril crystal if it wasn’t a faulty one?" read latest stories on empire

"yes, my lord," alex responded, his voice still resonating as if it was coming from all directions. rick, sensing his lord’s impatience, cleared his throat and announced klaus’s result with a resounding voice.

"trainee 401, klaus lionhart! pass!" rick declared, and the lion arena erupted in applause. the patriarch led the applause, and the entire assembly followed suit. no one dared to defy the patriarch’s authority, and the cheers for klaus reverberated through the arena, celebrating his triumphant performance.

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the arena fell into a hushed anticipation as erina stepped forward, preparing to announce the trainee who had secured the top rank in the overall tests. however, before she could utter a single word, alex once again seized the moment, interrupting his instructor.

"if i may, my lord," alex spoke with a voice that resonated from all directions. he bowed slightly, demonstrating courtesy, his right hand placed on his left chest. "i request a sparring match between trainee 401 and me."

a collective murmur swept through the audience, their attention now diverted to the unexpected challenge laid out by alex. the air crackled with anticipation, waiting for the patriarch’s response to this unanticipated twist in the proceedings.

roman raised his brow, fixing his gaze on his grandson, alex. unfazed by the faint ominous energy emanating from alex or the sensory illusion created by his voice, roman faintly smiled and replied,

"i will allow it."

a dark smile crept across alex’s face as he heard the patriarch’s consent. with his head still bowed, he relished the chance to directly challenge klaus. fueled by the mysterious enhancement from arkdieu pride and the confidence in his current state, alex was convinced that victory was within his grasp. the stage was now set for the impending battle between the two apostles, a clash that promised to unveil the extent of their extraordinary powers.