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[Oh, shut up, Cyn. Don’t act like you can do anything to the Headmaster. I doubt you’ll even be able to withstand three hits from him, even after reaching Tier-3.] Rolling his eyes and replacing his brother in the exam chair, Brance decided to poke the angry bear.

[Who said I was talking about Geralt, hm? How do you know I am not plotting your demise as we speak, Brancie?] Crossing his arms over his chest and nervously glancing at the Doctor as he picked up the tools to test Brance’s physique, Cynrik shot back.

[HAHAHAHA! You? get revenge on ME? Did you already forget that all I need to do to handle you is toss a few [White Dwarfs] in your direction, and poof, you go down? Don’t kid yourself, Cyn.] Stifling his laughter so as not to alert the Doctor, Brance calmly allowed the man to complete all his tests quickly, and soon enough, the brothers left the exam room and rejoined their party back in the room where the full-dive capsules were located.

Upon entering the room, Cynrik and Brance found out that not only were Gabby, Benny, Selene, and Melody back after having completed their medical exams, but Instructor Garrison and Headmaster Rivia had brought out a large table. Placed on the far side of the room, along with enough chairs for everyone to take a seat, it created a strange contrast visually. Aside from the 30×40 meter beige walled white tiled room with six full-dive capsules and corresponding computers, the room was completely bare and empty.

“Take a seat, everyone; we have some things to go over.” Waving his right arm toward the table, Headmaster Rivia motioned for the idle students to sit, so they did, only there was an apparent order to how they sat down.

The first to sit was Cynrik, who took the seat at the opposite end of the table from Headmaster Rivia. With the table being a rectangle and Cynrik seated at the opposite end, Brance ignored the chair to his brother’s right open and sat one away, leaving Selene to fill in the seat beside Cynrik.

Next was Gabby, who sat down beside her boyfriend, followed by Benny and Melody.

The seating order didn’t go unnoticed by Headmaster Rivia. He chalked it up to Cynrik’s leadership. At the same time, Instructor Garrison walked around the table, placing a sheet of paper down in front of each student before walking over and standing behind the seated Headmaster.

These sheets of paper, and the identical one in Headmaster Rivia’s hands, had the full results of the Members of MyrkLys’s examinations. It was a generic list detailing everyone’s stats with a grade.

Placing his paper down and meeting each student’s eyes, Headmaster Rivia noticed that none of the members was surprised by the test results. Unlike Cynrik, everyone was acting extremely professionally as they sat straight with their backs against their chair with hands in their lap, with the lone exception being Cynrik, who was leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed. To say that Headmaster Rivia was impressed by them would be an understatement.

After calming himself down, Headmaster Rivia mentally reviewed the numerical values attached to each Letter Grade. If a stat was rated at S, it was already at the high standard of 1000 points.

To earn the classification of A-grade, a Tier-2 being’s stat had to fall between 900 and 999 points, according to the CSH Tier-2 grading list.

To reach an S grade, one needed to Breakthrough 1000 points in a given stat. An S+ grade required a minimum score of 1050 and a maximum score of 1099.

The point range began rapidly climbing after that, with SS grades going from 1100 to 1200; this was considered the general Max for normal Tier-2 humans. Thus one would have to break their racial stat cap to earn a higher grade, and when it came to SS+ grade, the gap widened even further, ranging from 1201 to 1499.

To achieve an SSS grade, which begins at 1500 and ends at 1699, Breaking the limits was no longer the only way; one would need to have a Bloodline. In addition, to qualify for SSS+, a being must break past their bloodline limits and pass through the 1700-point threshold.

With S representing 1000 stat points in a given stat, any higher grade indicated they had surpassed the accepted “Standard” and passed the general public by somewhat breaking their racial limits. Multiple members of MyrkLys had done just that.

Narrowing his eyes and focusing on the young man sitting opposite of him, Headmaster Rivia had to control himself from scolding Cynrik, who was wearing a confident and cocky smile as he lounged casually in his chair.

“How high are they.” Arguing with himself internally, Headmaster Rivia broke his silence after finding the words he wanted to say.

“Whatever do you mean, Headmaster?” Understanding what Geralt wanted to know but still acting dumb, Cynrik tilted his head to the side and played the part as he shot a casual glance at Instructor Garrison, indicating he wasn’t going to speak about it so long as the man was present.

“Sigh, Garrison, can you give me a minute with the students? I apologize for the inconvenience. We both know how secretive and overly cautious Student Ivar is at all times.” Massaging his temples in frustration, Headmaster Rivia dismissed Instructor Garrison and dropped a sound canceling device, encasing the table in a Mana bubble that would block all sound.

“Cut the crap, Ivar; you know damn well Garrison is under control of a Soul Contract and can’t betray me, the academy, or you.” Resisting the urge to flip the table and choke the cocky teen sitting across from him, Headmaster Rivia let out another tired sigh, causing Cynrik to chuckle lightly.

“Whether or not Instructor Garrison is under a contract has nothing to do with me deciding to discuss my and my Faction’s heavily protected Secrets Headmaster.” Although his mouth said one thing, Cynrik was already in the process of removing several sheets of paper from his inventory and tossing them to Geralt as if they were playing cards.

With a light swooshing sound as the papers cut through the air, the sheets flew toward Geralt, who calmly reached out, caught all six sheets, and organized them on the table.

Without looking at the papers immediately, Headmaster Rivia raised an eyebrow and gave Cynrik a questioning glance.

“And this is?”

“Our Stat profiles. I have many follow-up questions, but they can wait for now. Oh, by the way, you should probably prepare yourself before reading through those, you are old after all, and I don’t want you to end up keeling over from shock.” Snickering to himself, Cynrik said while leaning forward and steepling his fingers with his elbows propped up on the table.

Grunting unhappily and cursing Cynrik in his mind, Geralt began reading the first of the six sheets of paper and soon started struggling to control his emotions as his blood ran cold.

: Gabriella Sanford :

: Level: 35/35 CAP :

: Essence Pool(XP): 40,154,258 :

: P-Class (Huntress): 35 – XP : CAP

: S-Class (Basic Potioneer): 35 – XP : CAP

: Distribution: 0(2) STR, 2(17) DEX, 0(10) AGI, 2(1) INT, 0(2) VIT, 2(7) MIND :

: Mana Codex & Cicuits Tier-2.5  :

: Stage 4 :

: Body – Tier-3, 15g Resistance :

: STATS :

: HP 31,300/31,300 :

: Mana 15,785/15,785 :

: Stamina 15,650/15,650 :

: Stat Points- 270 :

: Skill Points- 226 :

: Strength-  1000 :

: Dexterity- 1200 :

: Agility- 1200 :

: Intelligence- 1000 :

: Vitality-  1000 :

: Mind-  1100 :

: Will Power- 71 :

: Partner Bond- 25% :

: Killing Intent- 722 – 6.50G :

: Affinity- :

:(SBG) Psychic-Tier-3 (Expert): :

:(BG) Chloro-Tier-3 (Expert)

The first stat sheet that Headmaster Rivia read through was Gabby’s. Her growth had exploded compared to the initial exam leading before the Selections.

Headmaster Rivia wasn’t too excited when she was initially ranked as an AA-grade applicant. However, now she was more qualified than ever to be considered an SS grade seed. This was because she had already capped two of her stats, and the third was almost there, earning SS grade classifications in DEX, AGI, and MIND, while the rest achieved S grade classifications.

Taking a moment to calm himself down after the revelation that every member of MyrkLys was now at the minimum S grade seeds, Headmaster Rivia placed Gabby’s paper down and began reading through her brother’s sheet. But soon, the moment he read the names of Benny’s Class and Sub-Class, Headmaster Rivia’s eyes glazed over, and he nearly passed out from shock.

: Status :

: Benjamin Sanford :

: Level: 35/35 CAP :

: Essence Pool(XP): 40,154,258 :

: P-Class (Hoplite-Vanguard): 35 – XP : CAP

: S-Class (Basic Spirit Armament Smith): 35 – XP : CAP

: Distribution: 2 STR, 2 VIT : (STR 11, DEX 14, AGI 7, VIT 11, MIND 7)

: Mana Codex & Cicuits Tier-3  :

: Stage 4 :

: Body – Tier-3, 15g Resistance :

: STATS :

: HP 50,3000/50,3000 :

: Mana 19,700/19,700 :

: Stamina 25,150/25,150 :

: Stat Points- 12 :

: Skill Points- 466 :

: Strength-  1200 :

: Dexterity- 1200 :

: Agility- 1200 :

: Intelligence- 1200 :

: Vitality-  1200 :

: Mind-  1200 :

: Will Power- 77 :

: COLD Resistance- 50 :

: HEAT Resistance- 50 :

: Killing Intent- 722 – 6.50G :

: Affinity- :

:(AG) Water-Tier 3 (Expert):

|:(SAG) Ice-Tier-2 (Expert):

:(AG)Fire-Tier-2 (Expert):

:(SEC)Temperature-Tier-3 (Beginner):

For a solid two minutes, Headmaster Rivia stared absent-mindedly at the sheet in his hands with the Unique Class and Epic Sub-Classes names echoing in his mind.

Setting aside the issue of how expensive and sought after, not to mention rare, both classes were, it wasn’t until Headmaster Rivia reached Benny’s Affinity list that his mind nearly shattered.

Of the members of MyrkLys, Benny had been the student that Geralt overlooked completely and figured he was only part of the group due to his little sister and having grown up with Cynrik and Brance. Benny had never been on Geralt’s radar, and he was not impressed when he took his tests before the selections and even after watching his match with Instructor Garrison.

It wasn’t until he viewed Benny’s progress in the Obelisk that a spark of interest was ignited, but now, he was utterly beside himself.