A lot of people had been expecting it.
After all, he was the son of the Sword Saint.
It was only natural that he would stand as the Representative of the First Years.
Still, a number of students especially the older ones found it hard to imagine him as a scholar.
A handsome young man, sharp-minded, talented with a blade and could even use magic? He had already shook the world and… he was interested in books too?
That felt like too much perfection rolled into one.
Azel cleared his throat as he took a deep breath next to the microphone.
"I'm glad you've all come today," Azel began, his voice carrying across the massive hall, "to see the new batch of First Years welcomed into Astralis."
The first line was simple, but it quieted the restless hearts in the audience.
He looked out at the faces before him — nervous First Years like himself, smug upperclassmen, and even his professors.
