Many have heard about the Lesser Angel through conversations between freshmen.
Someone who can still possibly win despite being involved in a crime recently. Someone who has all three titles one can obtain in the Blood Rite. Someone who created a group and even convinced the other members to make him the leader. And someone—who had gone into the Second Sky.
For a Lesser Angel to achieve those things sounded like a fantasy.
But these feats were consistent across all conversations.
It didn't seem to be fake.
Naturally, when the supposed Lesser Angel who was the dark horse of this tournament finally rose to fight, the crowd leaned forward as one. Sat on the edge of their seats. Seniors who had overheard about him in pieces were genuinely curious about him.
All of them had the same question in mind—how strong was this Lesser Angel, really?
It didn't help when most of them didn't even know his Patron God.
