The Hall of Martial Arts, located in Aqar Quf, was usually quiet at the beginning of the semester since the students were still adjusting. However, today, over one thousand students were gathered, bringing the place to life.0

“Is she really going to come?”0

“There’s no way she wouldn’t. She challenged him so openly.”0

“Maybe she’s just creating a scene before being expelled. Since she was diagnosed with mana impairment, she can’t become a hero anyway.”0

Although many were here because they were curious about the duel, only a few actually believed that Luize would show up. After all, the mere idea of overcoming mana impairment seemed far-fetched, and more importantly, Gerwin wasn’t the kind of opponent who could be overlooked.1

“I told you, she’s just trying to bring the incident from six months ago back into the spotlight.”0

“Some say that she already fled overseas.”0

“If this is a bust, let’s just go grab some food.”2

In the end, most of the students had come with light hearts, simply stopping by during a weekend stroll. 0

And watching all of their reactions was Se-Hoon, who was sitting on the benches.0

“See? I told you they’re not expecting much from you,” he said, stuffing the last third of his triangular gimbap into his mouth. 4

“Shut up,” Luize responded gruffly.0

Finishing a triangular gimbap, she readjusted her slightly askew hat and pushed up the sunglasses perched on her nose. To anyone looking, her bizarre disguise made her stand out suspiciously. Watching her, Se-Hoon simply sighed in disbelief.0

“I wonder how the duel is going to go down…”0

“Ah, shut it!”0

“Alright, alright. Okay.”0

Regardless of how it looked to others, if covering up like that made her feel more comfortable, what could he do? He just quietly sat next to her tense figure and unwrapped another triangular gimbap.0

Thirty minutes until the duel…0

She should have already been making her way to the waiting room, but...0