Neyvar was shocked that the girl was Zeltor's granddaughter.
Neyvar: "What? You're his granddaughter?"
Zeltor: "Ah—yes, this is my beloved granddaughter, Serina Velthar."
Serina Velthar, granddaughter of Zeltor Velthar.
Neyvar: "Ugh fine, we're leaving."
Neyvar walked out with Logan.
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20 Minutes Later – Spirit Test Hall
Zeltor: "Ahem... Alright students, as you all know, today we've gathered here to conduct the Spiritual Test.
This year, we have many students from different races and noble families. The competition will be fierce.
As always, the test will be conducted by Master Rongard."
Rongard: "Now, please come forward one by one to take the test. Who wants to start first?"
The hall fell silent.
One timid boy stepped forward, but a noble boy from the Daragel family pushed him aside.
Noble Boy: "Get out of my way, beggar!"
In his thoughts: "I must be in the sixth or fifth layer... This will impress Serina for sure! Hahaha!"
He stepped up and Master Rongard tested him.
Rongard: "Your soul spark... 78. You're in the fifth layer."
The boy smiled and stepped back.
Next, a girl from the Sylorin family stepped up.
Rongard: "Yours... 92. Sixth layer. Excellent."
Then a boy from the Regnvar family:
Rongard: "105. Seventh layer."
Now... a boy in golden robes stepped forward, and murmurs filled the hall:
"Isn't that the emperor's son? Wow, is he really that strong?"
Rongard glanced at him and said:
"Your spark... 118. Eighth layer."
Everyone looked amazed. Serina raised an eyebrow slightly.
She calmly stepped forward and sat down. Rongard placed his hand on the spirit stone, and suddenly a bright flash appeared.
Rongard: "What? Your spark... 138! Ninth layer!"
Crowd: "Ninth layer?! Serina's a genius!"
The prince's proud smile faded.
Serina stood and stepped aside.
Suddenly, Logan walked in with Neyvar.
Serina looked at him and said: "That's the same boy who was in grandfather's office…"
In her thoughts: "Strange, he's still alive?"
Neyvar stepped forward without interest.
He placed his hand on the stone. Silence filled the hall...
Suddenly, a blinding light burst out and a crack sounded from the stone.
Rongard, wide-eyed:
"His soul spark... 166! Eleventh layer!"
Crowd: "Whaaat?! Eleventh layer?! Who even is he?!"
The emperor's son frowned.
Serina stepped closer, staring at Neyvar with a stunned, deep look.
In her mind: "This guy... was stronger than me? That weakling… no way…"
End of Chapter 8 🔥