Park Muyeol was convinced that the young man in front of him was his grandson. He could tell just by the way this person wielded his sword. It was none other than him who taught his grandson the sword.

“What happened? Why are you approaching my trainee?”

“Ah. That...”

The owner of the voice was Keyas, instructor of Group 4. He was one of the instructors who didn’t approve of Park Muyeol, although he didn’t outright hate Park Muyeol like Momori and Tarmo. Park Muyeol opened his mouth to explain the situation but a window popped up in front of his eyes, forcing him to close his mouth.

[The user ‘Raybelt’ has registered you as a friend.]

‘Raybelt? Did I see it incorrectly?’

However, he didn’t see it wrong and a whisper soon arrived.

-Raybelt: Grandfather, you are right.

-Park Muyeol: You...

-Raybelt: Go back first. I’ll explain it all in the whispers. 

Park Muyeol apologized to Keyas in front of him and returned to his original position. On the stage, the fight between Group 5 and Group 6 was going...