The results of the recent competition were nothing short of a shockwave, leaving the nobles speechless. Their open insults have stopped, replaced by a thick silence of doubt. They still eye us with suspicion, certain that when we met the elders of royal family, our supposed "evil" nature will finally be revealed to the world. A part of me even wonders if Miss Samantha orchestrated the entire event to shut everyone up.
And on the bright side, I've finally received my official Knights' class: Larkspur (Strength). While I'm grateful for receiving a class, I secretly wished for the Lotus class, which focuses on strategy and planning—a skill I'm kind of confident with.
The next day, three of the nobles—Athena, Stephen, and Marco—came to visit, claiming they wanted to comfort me.
"So, what's the plan?" Athena asked, her gaze fixed on Stephen.
"What? Why are you looking at me?" he replied, flustered.
