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Chapter XII: The Awakening of the Crucible
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Chapter XII: The Awakening of the Crucible

“The ceremony begins. We shall first welcome the Headmaster to deliver the inaugural address.”

Ryan’s eyes lifted sharply, curiosity pricking his senses. His current instructor was the vice headmaster, a stern woman known as Pearl, but Ryan had never seen the academy’s true principal. What form would this figure take?

To his shock—and the wide-eyed astonishment of the entire assembly—the figure who strode confidently onto the stage was none other than the same grizzled janitor who had nonchalantly pointed him toward the ceremony hall earlier.

Gasps and murmurs rippled through the crowd.

“Wait—no way…”

“Is that really him?”

Among the first-years, reactions scattered like autumn leaves in a storm. Some shrank back, a spark of fear flashing across their faces as if they had accidentally broken a sacred taboo. Others stared with reverence, disbelief coloring their expressions, having never imagined the legendary Headmaster would mask himself behi
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