"Today concludes the dungeon trials," said the old man standing on the stage, his voice carrying across the entire assembly.
The third-year students stood on the left, the second-years occupied the center, and the first-years were gathered on the right.
Everyone had assembled early that morning in the building connected to the gymnasium for a single reason.
The congratulatory ceremony.
Every year, those who performed well during the raids were praised by the Headmaster in front of the entire academy. Those who couldn't participate yet would watch from the sidelines, knowing that one day, it would be their turn.
For the younger students, this ceremony ignited inspiration and eagerness. For the senior students, it was an honor—one that would remain etched in their memories for the rest of their lives.
