The professor stepped down from the platform and was replaced by the academy's figurehead and headmaster, who had finally decided to show his face.
A man spoken of only in rumors and myths, he had rarely appeared in public, even during his years as a prodigy.
In fact, this was only his fifth public appearance at an academy event.
Azrael Frostmere.
"We love you, Lord Frostmere!"
A group of fangirls and fanboys shouted in unison from behind the barricade. Even he could give Julius a run for his money when it came to popularity.
"Ahem…" Azrael cleared his throat, clasping his hands behind his back as he gazed over the sprawling horizon.
Trains and even airships were wrapped in the academy's banners. It was a sight he had to see for himself. The academy had always been an elite noble institution… but this? This was coverage that even some small kingdoms couldn't achieve.
"I'll be brief. I'm only here to announce the special two."
He smiled.
