The square was already packed with students. Exams at Soul Academy were crucial, determining whether students could advance to the next grade. Every student here had no choice but to keep a sharp eye on the results. Though the scores hadn’t been posted yet, it seemed there were plenty of eager people.

As Arthur pondered this, someone placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Brother, you’ve come to check your results too?"

The voice belonged to Cecil Soladin, Arthur’s older brother, known among palace officials for his warrior-like demeanor.

“Brother,” Arthur acknowledged.

"Good morning, Second Prince," said Joy, who stood beside …