The examiners gathered in the center, discussing each fight seriously. Their faces were stern as they exchanged glances, reevaluating what had just happened.One examiner, a middle-aged man with graying hair, raised his hand and said, "This isn't just talent. This is high-level training. It's impossible to get results like this from ordinary practice."Another examiner nodded. "True. We need to ask the child directly."An official led Lily to the center of the arena. All eyes turned to her, full of curiosity and a hint of suspicion.One examiner leaned toward Lily. "How could you reach this level at such a young age?"Lily looked back innocently. "My dad taught me."The examiners exchanged looks again, their expressions shifting from admiration to curiosity."Who's your father?" another examiner asked seriously.Some participants and parents moved closer, pretending not to care, but clearly wanting to hear the answer. Whispers began spreading through the stands.Callen stepped forward

The room fell silent at once. Callen leaned back, looking at Silas without much expression. But from his eyes, it was clear he was judging all the information given."What about the risks?" he asked shortly."There's always risk," Silas replied. "But so far, everything's under control. No one suspects this connection directly. Every link is separated by layers of companies and intermediaries."Callen closed his eyes for a moment, as if processing everything. Business networks. Distribution routes. Political influence. Everything needed to build great power was already in place.More importantly, all of this came from the followers of the Langford family, where he was the rightful heir. He had to think carefully before involving people from the military, but the power Silas had built could be used without much consideration.Silas watched his expression carefully. He knew the man in front of him wasn't the type to be easily satisfied. A few seconds passed before he spoke again, this ti

Night slowly fell over the Brixton Academy complex. Active layers of defense and patrols that never stopped made it seem impossible to break through.But to Callen, all of that looked like a pattern. He stood at the edge of a rooftop and watched every movement below."This academy is still the same. Strong on the outside… but full of gaps for those who know how to see."His body moved. In one light step, he disappeared from where he stood. The wind only shifted for a moment, as if no one had ever been there. Within seconds, Callen was already at the outer side of the academy complex.He didn't rush. Cameras at three main points. Layered energy sensors along the perimeter. Patrol patterns repeat every two minutes."Enough for ordinary people," he muttered. "Not for me."Energy in his body moved. Smooth. Compressed until it was almost undetectable. There was no aura leaking, no pressure that could be felt.In an instant, he moved.His body slipped through the gaps in surveillance. He pa

A long whistle echoed across the entire arena. The students stood straight in their positions, their faces turning serious.An overseer stepped to the center. "The evaluation will begin now," he announced. "Each participant will be assessed based on strength, energy control, and efficiency in combat."He paused for a moment, making sure everyone heard."You won't only be judged by the result, but also the process. Don't make unnecessary mistakes!"The students nodded.On the examiner platform, Rosalin stood with her hands behind her back. Her gaze was fixed on the field. Beside her, Callen stood calmly, drawing curious looks because of his presence."First participant, step forward!" the overseer called.Several students began to perform one by one. Energy attacks were released, techniques were demonstrated, and their abilities were tested to the highest standards.Some were quite good.Some were average.Some even failed to meet expectations."Not stable enough!""Too slow!""Your en

"He's moving again!" one of the students shouted."What? Is he trying to destroy this place with that big uncontrolled energy?"Kael's eyes were filled with anger and wounded pride. In one sudden move, he pushed himself forward and attacked Callen from behind.His attack shot forward fast, wilder than before. The energy around his fist spun roughly, showing he wasn't holding back anymore.But Callen vanished. The attack hit nothing but empty air. In an instant, he was already standing a few steps to the side, as if he had read the movement from the start.Kael froze for a moment, then turned with a face full of anger. "This isn't over!" he snapped. "You think I'll accept a result like that? This evaluation isn't fair?"Callen looked at him flatly. "You attacked from behind. And you talk about fairness?""Don't lecture me about honor!" Kael shot back. "I haven't used all my power! That wasn't a fair fight!"Some students started whispering."He's really angry…""He doesn't want to lose