Maeve did not like Epita at all! From the moment she entered the origin realm for the first time and felt dizzy due to the effects of change in mana concentration, Epita showed up and began bugging her with questions that she did not wish to answer. Having been given instructions by her elder brother, to probe Epita on which exact pool Rhys entered, Maeve tried to reverse talk Epita into giving her what she wanted, however, the three eyed demoness refused to play her game for free and demanded sensitive information about the Olympian clan to trade for Rhys's results. "That boys results are something that can shake up the whole Olympian clan, if you want more information on his potential, then you have to give me what I want-" Epita said, as Maeve rolled her eyes in disapproval. " Lady, I know how this scam works, I'm Rhys's friend. I know exactly how good his potential is, but let's both be honest it's nothing tower shaking. So if you think you can scam me out of some valuable cla

Maeve couldn’t stop thinking about what Principal Reeves had said.The fact that Rhys had been challenged by an external Champion while she hadn’t even been considered bothered her far more than she wanted to admit.What hurt the most wasn’t his decision.It was the way he had looked at her.There had been disappointment in his eyes, as though she wasn’t worth taking seriously.That expression lingered in her mind long after she left the training grounds.It haunted her throughout the day and even kept her awake at night.In Maeve’s eyes, she had always been Rhys’s equal.If anything, she believed she should have surpassed him after completing the higher-ranked promotion test.Yet no matter how hard she tried, the students and professors at the university continued to treat Rhys as the superior Champion.That constant comparison slowly ate away at her pride.Eventually, she came to one conclusion.If she defeated the Champion who had challenged Rhys before Rhys ever fought him, everyon

“MY SISTER DID WHAT?”Marcus’s furious roar echoed through the room as he crushed the report in his hand.He had to read it twice before he could believe what he was seeing.Over the past few days, Maeve had quietly diverted a considerable amount of Olympian resources to investigate Lu Cook. After gathering everything she could about him, she had challenged him to a friendly duel.Marcus already thought the idea was foolish.In his eyes, revealing your abilities in a meaningless spar was nothing but stupidity.A warrior’s greatest advantage was that nobody knew the full extent of their strength.Showing off accomplished nothing except giving future enemies valuable information.Still, even if he ignored Maeve’s constant need to prove herself, there was one thing he simply couldn’t understand.How had she lost?Lu Cook was the Champion of Buddha.Buddha had never been known as a god of conquest or aggression.His teachings focused on discipline, patience and defence.Naturally, the mart

The next few weeks flew by for Rhys.During that time, his attention was focused on only three things.The first was learning to fully control the strength of his newly promoted body.The second was slowly manipulating Maeve.The third was clearing Floor Raids with Kael and Varyn while helping the three of them build better teamwork.Every Sunday, the trio entered another Floor Raid together.One successful raid followed another, and before long they had cleared three more floors, bringing them to Floor Thirteen.Everything was progressing exactly as planned.At that pace, reaching Floor Twenty before graduation wouldn’t be a problem.His progress wasn’t limited to the raids.The other two goals were advancing just as well.Ever since visiting Maeve after her defeat and reading Marcus’s letter, something had changed between them.She had become noticeably less guarded around him.After spending so much time observing her, Rhys finally felt that he understood how Maeve thought.He had l

“Remember, this is only a spar,” Professor Mae said as she looked from Rhys to Lu. The competitive tension between the two Champions was obvious, and she could almost feel it crackling through the air.“There is absolutely no reason to kill or permanently injure one another. If either of your lives is in danger, I will step in immediately.”Her expression grew more serious.“But if either of you causes lasting damage, whether by accident or on purpose, the punishment you receive will match the suffering you inflict. So keep your heads clear.”Rhys rolled his shoulders before flashing a confident grin.“Don’t worry, Instructor Mae. I won’t kill the bald monk.”He looked directly at Lu.“Giving him a good beating will be enough.”Instead of taking offence, Lu smiled.“Amitabha. I have no desire to take your life either.”His grip tightened around his nunchucks.“But I also intend to humble you.”Rhys let out a quiet laugh.Professor Mae looked at them both one last time before stepping b