I Became An Academy Spearman — Chapter 5. Entrance Exam to the Great Royal Academy (3)
Translator: Atlas / Editor: Fafa
She looked at him at the same moment he did, and their gazes met for just a moment.
Suddenly, she turned her head and averted her staring. The whole situation seemed absurd to him.
He couldn’t understand how and why she was there.
From the training camp, he went straight to the exam site in order to get a lower candidate number to take the exam faster.
It didn’t make sense that she was in the same group he was in. He couldn’t believe it.
“There is a gravitational field as a basic fitness test. Everyone should immediately find their position and stand there.”
When the supervisor near the entrance spoke coldly, the others who were hesitating immediately began to move to their positions.
As everyone began to get in their place, a slight discomfort arose in his heart.
It has begun…
He felt a little nervous as he looked around the examination hall.
Three important instructors at the academy were watching the testing candidates from a distance in the examination hall.
Soon, the instructors would call on each of them to demonstrate their attributes and abilities in front of a scarecrow that had just appeared in their field of vision.
It was a method used to select the single best among the 10 candidates. In some cases, several individuals could be selected, but only if their qualifications were outstanding.
In his case, he believed it would be best to get a high score on the entrance exam so that he would be assigned to a high class.
But his plan was altered from the start by the appearance of the blue-haired girl, as she was most definitely the best among the ten of them.
“So, candidate number 491, please stand in the center. First introduce your attribute, then the examination will begin immediately.”
As soon as the supervisor’s voice sounded, the first candidate in the group stepped forward.
The man with the number 491 on the corner of his chest was walking very nervously. As soon as Han saw him, he realized he wasn’t worth looking at.
“My attribute is Muscle Strength, it’s at level 2. Since I was born, I can use my muscles to have more strength…”
The supervisor immediately interrupted his clumsy explanation.
“Your attribute is Muscle Strength level 2. This ends the introduction, so we begin the test. After the signal, you will have three seconds- just like the other candidates- attack the scarecrow.”
The supervisor’s harsh words caused the man to approach the scarecrow with an anxious expression on his face.
Perhaps to demonstrate his muscular strength attribute, he took a huge sword to strike the steel scarecrow.
There was a succession of violent attacks that could be described as an onslaught, accompanied by the loud sound of metal clashing.
It could be felt that he was using all his strength in these attacks.
“Stop. It’s over.”
The man stopped at the supervisor’s words.
“Candidate 491 should head for the exit.”
No information was given about the results.
He only received the indication to leave after completing the examination.
The man screamed loudly as he exited, and after he left, there was only silence.
Han could hear the sound of someone swallowing saliva.
The candidates had no idea as to what to expect from the exam, as they were attending for the first time without any prior information. The entrance exam could determine a person’s life, meaning the course of your existence depended on the few seconds in which the instructors observed your attribute.
Thus passed candidate 492, then candidate 493… to candidate 495, only one number before Han.
They all headed for the exit with faint steps as they finished the brief exam.
As of now, the proctor who had been conducting the examination and the instructors evaluating the candidates had not said a word to them.
“So, candidate number 496, please stand in the center. First introduce your attribute, then the examination will begin immediately.”
When his turn came, Han walked with great confidence.
He had to demonstrate to the instructors that he was different from those who went before him. Posted only on NovelUtopia
“Attribute Spearman, level 3.” he exclaimed with great vitriol.
And, unlike the first candidate, he did not explain in detail to try to show off.
He just said the level of his attribute.
That was enough.
“…Level 3?” someone questioned
When one of the instructors, a red-haired woman, spoke for the first time since the start of the exam, he smiled proudly inside.
The name of the red-haired woman who had just shown interest in him was Carly.
She was one of the high-ranking officers who had shown great performance on the battlefield, and was even nicknamed ‘Bloody Dawn’.
Han also knew what Carly’s favorite word was.
Of course, it wasn’t a meaningful word in a world where only innate attributes mattered, but it was different with Carly.
She had a ridiculously unique attribute, but she also liked to exert herself and show humbleness.
“Yes. Level 3.”
“You must have tried really hard and shown a great deal of effort..”