"D-Daru Finnley!" the B-ranker in front of him accidentally shouted in startlement, causing heads to turn instinctively.
Pure chaos ensued.
If at the start of the academic year there were a considerable minority who hadn't heard of his name, now there was not a single student who hadn't.
A once-promising Sword Prince of a renowned high school, who had a disastrous awakening and was the only F-ranker in history to become his class's representative...
Shortly after this bombshell news, he suddenly fell into a strange state, unable to leave the Myriad Sword Realm.
People had assumed that he was long dead.
None expected to hear the name that was already fading into obsolescence again.
"Y-You! aren't you dead already?!" the B-ranker half-shrieked.
Daru raised one brow.
"How can I be dead? I'm here, aren't I?"
No one could respond, partly because he was correct and partly due to sheer disbelief.
While those at the back were tongue-tied, the commotion scrambled to the front.
