"Where are the rest?" Ms. Fiona asked, the nervousness in her voice evident."Eh? Which others? I was ruthlessly thrown off the cliff by Trevor, Jack, and James. They dragged me out of the camp secretly, and after a serious round of beating, they threw me off the cliff. You don't expect me to have kept tabs on them while at the bottom of the cliff, right?" Lux asked in a nonchalant tone, but the anger and irritation behind his nonchalant attitude were like subtitles on his face."Umm... so you mean that they tossed you down there?" Ms. Fiona asked in a barely audible tone."Of course not... I obviously got tired of living, so I deliberately jumped off the cliff, and surprisingly, I'm happy to have survived," Lux said with a tone that reeked of sarcasm.Although Ms. Fiona had saved him a couple of times, Lux didn't have a favorable impression of her. She always seemed to back off or act like she didn't see anything when he was being bullied by people from influential backgrounds. He wa

"Eh? Why is nothing happening?" Lux asked, his face an expression of total confusion, if you could look past his mask, that is. "Maybe you should try again?" Lilith said, the confusion in her tone evident. "Sure... Totem Link... Totem Link... TOTEM LINK!!! Why is it not working?" Lux, at this point, was devastated. The silence from the crowd wasn't helping. Never in his life had he faced this level of disappointment and embarrassment. "Your totem didn't even manifest," Lilith muttered in a low tone. "Are you really a totem wielder?" Lilith continued, looking at Lux with an inquisitive gaze. "How would I know? I didn't even know what totems were until I met Ms. Elenore, who said I was a totem wielder," Lux replied. Turning around, he walked down the stage. The alliance members looked at him—some with pity, some with condescending gazes, and some indifferent. "Matriarch Raizen, I have embarrassed myself. I will take my leave now," Lux said, his tone a bit shaky.

A crimson great sword appeared in Aurmir's right hand. The great sword was rusty and looked like it had been through countless battles. Twilight, on the other hand, was the same, except that his aura had changed. From the calm and reserved aura, he was emitting pressure akin to a sword ready to be unsheathed at any moment. "A different trigger phrase? A totem as an object?" Regal was stunned, his gaze focusing on Aurmir before gliding over to Twilight. "Still not unleashing your totem?" "Who said I haven't? My blade is my totem, and my totem is my blade." "That's clearly an ordinary blade, boy." "Ordinary... if a blade that can devour a totem is considered ordinary, then perhaps it is." The sudden revelation sent a chill down Regal's spine. 'This group... they must not be allowed to survive. A totem with an unconventional trigger phrase, a sword that devours totems,' Regal's thoughts were running at light speed at this point. "I'm sorry, but none of you are leaving here aliv

"Hello everyone, my name is Lucien Hestia," a calm, cold voice cut through the silence. 'No frigging way...' Lux felt a chill run down his spine because that voice was awfully familiar—so familiar because he had just heard it last night. 'No way that's Twilight.' Lux's brain went into a spiral, calculating the odds that it was really Twilight. 'I mean, we met last night. He couldn't have handled everything for the transfer in a single night, right? Unless... nah... no way bro is from that Hestia family.' Lux's brain was running on overdrive. Apparently, there was a Hestia family popular globally as a powerhouse in the business world, and it was pretty much common knowledge because immediately after his introduction, a wave of audible whispers flooded the classroom. "Hestia? Like, the Hestia?" "Oh my gosh, could he possibly be from that Hestia family?" "What in the world? First a Raizen, then a Sungate, now a Hestia? Are we having a congress of big shots in our school?" "Mr. H

"Right... I should have known. Secret organization equals secret base," Lux muttered under his breath, exhaling slightly. "Get dressed. We leave in seven. Wear something formal," Twilight said, returning his attention to the book he was reading. "Wear something grease-resistant." "And something comfortable enough to battle in," Aurmir and Danzai's voices trailed behind Lux as he went into his room. Five minutes passed in a flash. Lux walked out of his room. He wore a white shirt, black pants, and black laced shoes. "I'm all set," Lux's voice resounded through the living room. "Passable." Twilight took a glance at Lux and gave an assessment of his outfit. "Let's move," Twilight said, heading straight for the door. The squad stepped outside, where a black luxury car sat in front of the building. "Who's that?" "The driver sent by the association," Twilight answered. "Wow... I get to ride in a luxury car? A Grolls Groyce Wraith, nonetheless?" "Get used to it, bruva," Danzai s