Grey wanted to know more about exactly what Sir Trolley was talking about, but the answer wouldn't be coming as quickly as he hoped. Just as he was getting chummy with his apparently new master, he felt a presence behind him that made the hairs on the back of his head prickle.
His head spun to find that Captain Terran was still looming a step over them, his temper—barely having been controlled before—becoming more and more volatile with every passing moment.
'Please don't tell me my test is to fight him. Please don't tell me my test is to fight him.'
Grey could practically see the infinite loops coming already. He just got out of this one thing and now he was about to be thrust into another?
Grey imagined that any challenge to become a Holy Knight would probably be quite steep, but it would likewise also be fair. The idea of defeating someone in the Vector Class while you were in the Proving Class definitely didn't constitute as "fair".
