Matthew opened his eyes wide and looked at Silvanus standing on the stage — he was the top-ranked candidate in this selection.
So his speech did not just appear here but was carried by light, beamed to other schools. Currently, many people across the continent would learn how outstanding he was, whether in ability, appearance, or bearing.
Silvanus had come from an ordinary background, and the other noble descendants were certainly waiting to see him humiliated.
Matthew could see their twisted, expectant faces.
But they would never see this: Silvanus spoke fluently on stage, his expression one of pure enjoyment.
The sunlight seemed to favor him, too, dazzling and so brilliant that it was hard to look directly at him.
Matthew could hear the others whispering nonstop — admiration, envy, everything — all born because of Silvanus.
Why are they friends?
That day, Matthew truly feared Silvanus was dead, and he thought he would die with Silvanus.
