Asher's eyes couldn't help but shift towards Teo Swig, he could sense the immense presence emanating from the boy, he had always been curious about the strength people at the third-year level possessed, and looking at Teo Swig, Asher had his answer, clear and unquestionable.
'He is strong,' Asher thought to himself.
It had to be known that most people in the first rank in any year rarely ever dropped from their ranking, just like how Asher had remained in his ranking for the past ten months, and how Thalric had remained in his for the past year till now, Teo Swig had also held his own rank without falling off once, a testament not only to his talent but to his consistency and resilience.
Amongst the commoners of the Viscount territory he hailed from, he was their pride, a symbol of what was possible even without noble lineage.
