2025-08-12 01:17:05Chapter 53: Red Headbands and Silver Lies: The Vice Principal’s Game
The morning sun bled through the tall, gothic windows of Frexia Academy's Grand Coliseum. A tension hung in the air like the static before a thunderclap. Today wasn’t a normal training exercise. Today was the Battle Royale—an event whispered about for weeks.A red band of fabric was thrust into Ryan’s hands by a staff member with a strangely knowing smirk. He blinked, then raised an eyebrow.“Please wear this on your head,” the staffer said, nodding politely before walking off.Ryan tied it around his forehead without hesitation, his fingers brushing over the Dioki-sewn threading. The material pulsed faintly—an enchantment meant to track participants, he assumed.But as he stepped forward into the crowd of students, a wave of eyes and whispers followed him.Every other student was wearing white.He paused, one hand brushing the red headband. “Is this th
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