Chapter 30: Chapter 30: Who Do You Think You Are?!
Before the words were finished, Abel Vance’s figure appeared ghost-like in front of everyone.
The pressure of the Monarch-level warrior instantly enveloped the entire square, even the air froze.
Seeing the person who arrived.
Ian Cheney’s pupils shrank abruptly, sweat beads appeared on his forehead.
This was the Chief of the Southern Military Region.
He might not show respect to Sean Sherman, but he definitely wouldn’t dare to act out in front of Abel Vance.
"Sir..." Ian Cheney hurriedly stepped forward, his waist almost bent in half, "Why did you come personally..."
Abel Vance glanced at him indifferently and walked straight to Sean Sherman:
"Sean Sherman, explain what happened!"
At this moment,
Sean Sherman was digesting the information in the words just spoken by Abel Vance.
This accolade could only be awarded to someone with outstanding contributions to Draconia!
One must know, he had been in the military for thirty years and only barely received a Second-class Honor Medal.
But Aster Grant...
How old was he?!
Suppressing the shock in his heart, he began to narrate the events that unfolded on the spot.
With each word spoken, Abel Vance’s face darkened further.
"Beastbond theft? Covering up fraud?"
The thunder was brewing in his eyes.
Upon hearing that the Cheney father and son were attempting to revoke Aster Grant’s qualifications, Abel Vance’s body suddenly emitted a terrifying killing intent.
Not long ago, he learned from Caelus Quinn and Crystal Winslow that the entire Abyssal Trial was nearly cleared solely due to Aster Grant’s effort.
Thus, he hurriedly finished his military duties to personally commend this young hero.
But now...
The hero was insulted!
"You... want to revoke Aster Grant’s exam qualification?!"
Abel Vance’s voice was like Nine Netherworld Ice; each word carried a piercing killing intent.
"Plop!"
Ian Cheney’s knees slammed heavily on the ground, and cold sweat poured down his forehead like rain.
"V-V-Chief Vance!" His voice trembled, "We truly didn’t know that Aster Grant was a First-class Medal recipient! This... this is just following procedures!"
But noticing Abel Vance’s displeased expression, he quickly changed his tune:
"Given the special circumstances, special actions should be taken! Aster Grant’s exam qualification is immediately restored!"
At this moment, Ian Cheney dared not have a single selfish thought.
After all, Abel Vance’s name resounded throughout the Southern region.
Though he appeared gentle and polite, his methods were exceptionally decisive and iron-handed.
Were it not for this, he wouldn’t have become who he is.
However.
Shane Cheney remained unconvinced.
So, he bravely spoke up:
"Chief Vance!..."
Hearing these words, Ian Cheney immediately turned his fearful gaze aside.
Shane Cheney had stayed in Lythos for too long, living within the rules for years.
"Boom!"
A whip-like kick exploded like thunder, sending Shane Cheney flying like a ragged doll and crashing heavily in the center of the stage, unconscious.
Seeing Shane Cheney’s miserable state, Ian Cheney’s body went numb, almost collapsing.
Abel Vance turned his gaze back onto Ian Cheney, "You know what to do, right?"
"V-V-Chief Vance, I-I understand!"
Ian Cheney’s voice trembled as he forced himself to stand up and announce:
"The champion of this exam is—Aster Grant!"
The entire venue fell into eerie silence, followed by an explosive, deafening cheer.
Aster Grant conquered an Awakening Tier Eight with his Awakened Tier Six and was deprived of qualification.
Then the Southern Military Region’s leader arrived in person, reversing the situation once again.
This day was truly too thrilling for these people.
Unlike others’ excitement, Ian Cheney felt as if he had plunged into an icehouse.
He didn’t know what kind of ending awaited him next!
However.
Abel Vance didn’t spare him another glance, turning to leave for the stage.
Just when he thought he’d escaped unscathed.
Abel Vance’s voice slowly resonated:
"A person like you is not fit to educate and nurture. Submit your resignation to the military department and report to the Vanguard tomorrow!"
These words struck Ian Cheney like a thunderbolt.
Vanguard!
Also known as Cannon Fodder Camp!
A place for confining felons and derelict officers, with a death rate as high as seventy percent!
Ian Cheney’s face turned as pale as paper, but he dared not utter a single "No".
"T-thank you, Chief Vance, for showing mercy. I will report tomorrow."
His voice was hoarse, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
Abel Vance nodded indifferently.
Were it not for the consideration for the old principal, given his temper, he would have slapped this scoundrel to death on the spot.
Quickly, Abel Vance stepped onto the stage.
A smile appeared on his face instantly.
"Aster Grant, thank you, you’ve helped Draconia solve a major threat."
At this moment, Aster Grant was still somewhat dazed.
After all, he was already planning to enter university through military recommendation.
Yet unexpectedly, the situation reversed in an instant.
He quickly came to his senses and hurriedly spoke:
"Chief Vance, why have you come to Lythos again, has there been a problem with the trial?"
"Oh, young man, from your tone, I can’t just come to Lythos for other matters?"
Abel Vance deliberately maintained a composed face.
"No, no!" Aster Grant quickly waved his hand.
With his current status, how could he possibly disdain Abel Vance?
Seeing Aster Grant like this, Abel Vance laughed and tossed out an object.
"You rushed off too quickly and forgot to take something with you. I brought it for you."
Aster Grant hurriedly reached out to catch it.
[Light Crystal: Contains the ultimate Power of light attributes]
Seeing the palm-sized Light Crystal, Aster Grant realized.
The purpose of his trial participation was for this... but he left too hastily, causing him to forget about it.
"Thank you, Chief Vance." Aster Grant sincerely expressed his gratitude.
"Why be polite with me," Abel Vance chuckled heartily, suddenly changing the subject, "By the way, after graduation, are you interested in developing your career in our military region?"
This time coming to Lythos had a dual purpose - to thank Aster Grant for his contributions.
The other was to preemptively recruit this talent to the Southern Military Region.
If Aster Grant went to university to showcase his talents, his competitors would be plentiful.
Aster Grant was taken aback by this.
He hadn’t even entered university yet, but the Chief was already planning for events four years down the road?
"Chief Vance, I haven’t even finished my college entrance exams yet... isn’t it too early to discuss this now?"
"Early what early! With your abilities, becoming the top scorer in the entrance exam is practically certain! Young people should plan early!"
Seeing Abel Vance’s serious expression, Aster Grant’s mouth twitched slightly.
There are too many variables in four years’ time; who can predict the future?
"I’m very sorry, Chief Vance, I currently have no plans in this regard."
Noticing Aster Grant’s resolute attitude, Abel Vance had no choice but to settle for less:
"Then this; if you ever consider enlisting, you must prioritize our Southern Military Region!"
"Certainly."
Abel Vance finally displayed a satisfied smile.
Initially, he didn’t expect to succeed, but this result was already quite satisfying.
Abel Vance then raised a finger pointing at the Cheney father and son, sprawled like dying dogs:
"What do you want to do with them?"
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