10 minutes Earlier:
In the unfolding scene, a luxurious Mercedes-Benz car glided to a halt in front of the colossal edifice housing the Hunter Association.
Accompanying it were two additional cars, one positioned in front and the other behind, forming a protective escort for the central vehicle. This strategic formation attested to the significance of the individual about to emerge from the Mercedes-Benz.
Two security guards emerged from the front car, and two more stepped out from the rear, aligning with precision and discipline. Their synchronized movements reflected a well-rehearsed security protocol. As the guards secured the area, one of them respectfully opened the car door, revealing the occupant within.
The arrival of this distinguished guest had not gone unnoticed. Reporters swarmed the scene, their cameras capturing every moment for posterity.
'Click!Click!Click!'
The cacophony of camera shutters clicking and reporters vying for attention filled the air.
In typical circumstances, reporters might not have paid much heed to arrivals at the Hunter Association. However, this particular arrival was impossible to ignore.
The reason for the heightened interest lay in the identity of the individual who had just stepped onto the scene. The man in question was none other than William Evans, the sole heir to the Evans Group—a name synonymous with power and prestige in the inner city of New York.
Standing at a commanding height of 5 feet 11 inches, he possessed a striking appearance with silver hair and piercing blue eyes. His extraordinary presence demanded attention, and the reporters were eager to capture every nuance of his demeanor.
William Evans was not merely a scion of the Evans family; he was also a distinguished S-rank hunter, renowned for his exceptional proficiency in the art of the sword. The Evans family, much like the Cromwell family, was a prominent and influential household within the inner city. While the Cromwell family was celebrated for producing S-rank magicians, the Evans family had a storied history of producing S-rank swordsmen, a legacy that stretched across generations.
The two families, Cromwell and Evans, were not only distinguished in their own right but also competitive rivals. Their influence extended well beyond the confines of New York City, reaching into the heart of America itself. Their longstanding competition was not only a matter of family pride but also a testament to the far-reaching impact these families had on the world of hunters and the intricate web of power and influence that defined it.
At this moment, as reporters swarmed around William Evans, it was a convergence of fame, prestige, and rivalry—a snapshot of the dynamic and competitive world of hunters in New York City. The presence of William Evans was a game-changer, signaling that something of great significance was afoot within the Hunter Association.
From the luxury Mercedes-Benz, two more individuals emerged from within. One stepped out from the front passenger seat, while the other exited from the rear seat on the opposite side from where William Evans had made his exit.
The person from the front seat appeared to be a middle-aged man in his thirties, impeccably dressed in formal attire. He carried a laptop, giving off the impression of a personal secretary, and approached William with a slight bow, a combination of respect and perhaps a hint of trepidation.
Whereas the first person's identity was unknown.
The secretary inquired respectfully, "Young master, should I instruct the guards to clear a path for us?"
To this, William Evans responded casually, dismissing the need for any special treatment, "Why bother? Who doesn't need excessive publicity and fame? There's no need."
At this juncture, reporters who had gathered at the scene couldn't resist the opportunity to engage with William Evans, eager to uncover the purpose of his visit to the Hunter Test. Their questions reflected a mix of curiosity and admiration for the prominent figure before them.
One reporter inquired, "Mr. Evans, could you please share with us the reason for your presence at today's Hunter Test?"
Another journalist asked, "Mr. Evans, is it possible that you've come here to scout promising candidates for your 'Iron Brotherhood' guild?"
A middle-aged reporter chimed in, "Sir, can you provide us with insights into your plans for advancing in hunter rank?"
Before William could respond to these inquiries, a sudden interruption occurred. A pristine white Audi X9 pulled up in front of the black Mercedes-Benz, and an enchanting young lady emerged from the front seat.
She graciously opened the back door of the Audi, revealing another young woman in her twenties who stepped out of the vehicle. The arrival of this captivating young lady instantly drew the attention of all present, including the reporters.
Her beauty and presence were magnetic, captivating the gaze of everyone in the vicinity. The sudden shift of focus from William to this mysterious young lady marked a dramatic turn of events in this unfolding scene.
'Click!Click!Click!Click!'
The photographers were in a frenzy, capturing the moment with a rapid succession of clicks. The white flashes from their cameras illuminated the area as they documented the arrival of the newcomers.
Among the bustling crowd, there was a low murmur of voices. It seemed that nobody in the vicinity was oblivious to the identity of the latest arrival—none other than Amelia Cromwell.
As the photographers continued to capture every detail of Amelia's entrance, reporters quickly redirected their attention to her, their curiosity piqued by her presence.
One reporter politely asked, "Miss Amelia, would you be willing to spare a moment for an interview?"
Another journalist inquired, "Miss Amelia, is it true that you are here to take the Hunter Test today?"
The news of Amelia's participation in the Hunter Test sparked a flurry of conversations among the onlookers and reporters alike. While William Evans was already a known hunter, the fact that Amelia Cromwell, a prominent figure in her own right, was also taking the test created quite a stir among the gathered crowd.
It was a significant development and a hot topic for the reporters.
Amidst the commotion, anger simmered in William's eyes, and he clenched his teeth. Internally, he seethed with frustration, thinking, 'This, of all days, this bitch had to choose today.'
However, William quickly composed himself, masking his true emotions. He knew that he had a specific purpose for being here today—to assess his personal pupil's readiness for the Hunter Test—and he couldn't afford to reveal his intentions.
With practiced ease, William adjusted his facial expression, concealing his anger. He approached Amelia with a forced smile and extended his hand for a handshake, "Hi Ammy"
However, the other party, perhaps out of sheer audacity or calculated intent, refused to acknowledge his presence or make any move to reciprocate the gesture.
This deliberate snub represented a profound humiliation for the heir of the Evans family, a stark reminder of the complex dynamics and rivalries that existed within this world of hunters.
The scene continues, marked by intrigue and rivalry among the prominent figures gathered at the Hunter Association.
Continues...