“Avia, I, Tyr Callis, accept your allegiance.”
Tyr's tone was solemn. From this day forth, Avia was truly his exclusive maid, taking orders from him and him alone.
After today, not even Grand Duke Callis would have the authority to bypass Tyr and order Avia.
“Are we finally leaving this place? Seriously, this place is suffocating.”
Hearing that they would be leaving the Sword Prison soon, Ao Chen also became a little excited.
His current realm was only the Fourth Circle. In the Sword Prison, which was guarded by a Ninth Circle powerhouse, he didn't dare to run around recklessly, spending every day cooped up in Tyr's dormitory.
Over these past seven years, he had a harder time than Tyr.
“Yeah, seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.”
Tyr walked over to his desk, sat down, and stretched.
“I didn't expect you to reach the Fourth Circle as well.”
Ao Chen had hatched three months after Tyr brought him back to the Sword Prison. When he first broke out of his shell, he hadn't even reached the First Circle.
In Ao Chen's words, if he had been born normally, a dragon hatchling should have been at the Fifth Circle from birth.
But since he wanted to completely rebuild his cultivation from scratch, he had funneled all the magic power that would have raised his cultivation during the hatching process into strengthening his physical constitution instead.
Although Tyr was already at the Second Circle at that time, he had still been caught up to by Ao Chen, who had started from scratch over these seven years.
“Hey, shouldn't I be the one saying that?”
Hearing Tyr's words, Ao Chen felt quite speechless. Was Tyr sure he hadn't stolen his line?
“My current state is equivalent to reincarnating and cultivating anew. Even though I lost all my cultivation, my immortal foundation is still intact.”
“Instead of calling it cultivation, it's more accurate to say I'm recovering my strength. You, on the other hand, are cultivating from scratch. The fact that I've only caught up to you instead of surpassing you makes you the abnormal one, okay?”
Furthermore, what surprised Ao Chen during this period was that Tyr's cultivation speed was actually catching up to his.
Initially, his cultivation speed was supposed to far exceed Tyr's, allowing him to catch up all the way from being two Circles behind Tyr's magic power realm.
But during this process, he was shocked to discover that Tyr's cultivation speed was also increasing. By the time his realm reached the Fourth Circle, Tyr's cultivation speed had actually leveled with his.
“Speaking of which, you aren't the reincarnation of some old monster too, are you?” Ao Chen narrowed his dragon eyes and began to speculate about Tyr's background. “You're so good with the sword. Could your past life have been a sword immortal from Shushan? Or Penglai Island? Or the Chunyang Palace?”
“Oh, right, I remember you also have a Taiji Magic Circle inside you. Hiss... You couldn't be a disciple of that person, could you?”
Ao Chen frightened himself with his own thoughts, taking a sharp breath.
“Do I look like I have such a legendary background to you?”
Tyr was speechless. How was this getting more and more ridiculous?
If he had such a powerful background, would he have transmigrated?
Who would dare to make him transmigrate? Who could even do it?
...
The Sword Prison, drill grounds.
Whoosh!
A crude wooden sword slashed across the wooden dummy in front of him. A slanted sword mark sliced straight through, dividing the dummy in two as the top half slid off.
Phew!
Tyr withdrew his sword stance and wiped the light sweat from his forehead.
Cutting a wooden dummy so cleanly with a crude wooden sword was no simple feat.
It required the user to reach an extremely high realm in both magic power and mastery of sword stance.
“Brother Tyr.”
Along with a cheerful voice, the doors to the drill grounds were pushed open, and an exquisitely beautiful young girl came running inside.
“Brother Tyr, I passed my assessment! From today onward, I am officially a candidate too!”
Sevira, with her white hair, waved her hand and ran joyfully over to Tyr.
“Congratulations.”
Tyr withdrew his sword stance and said with a smile.
“Mmh~”
Sevira hopped forward with her long legs pressed together, closed her eyes, and shook her head.
Amused, Tyr reached out and patted Sevira's head.
“Hehehe.”
Her wish fulfilled, a happy smile blossomed on Sevira's delicate face.
“Brother Tyr, you must have passed your assessment too, right?”
Although it was a question, Sevira's tone was entirely certain.
Tyr had always been the strongest among their batch of reserves. Now that even she had passed, there was no way Tyr hadn't.
“Of course.”
“I knew Brother Tyr would be the best.”
Sevira took two steps forward and hugged Tyr's arm.
“Brother Tyr, let's go. Let's have afternoon tea.”
Ever since they set out for their assessment missions, their cultivation in the Sword Prison had finally drawn to a close.
For the time being, until all the reserves returned to the Sword Prison, they would have no training tasks. It was a rare, peaceful period.
The two walked back to the dormitory building together.
“Go get ready first. I'll take a shower and head down.”
Having just finished training, Tyr was drenched in sweat.
“Okay, see you later, Brother Tyr!”
After saying goodbye, Sevira returned to her own room, while Tyr headed toward the top floor.
Looking at the empty hallway, Tyr couldn't help but sigh. It was rare for it to be this quiet.
...
As time passed, more and more reserves returned to the Sword Prison.
Of course, not all of them had completed their assessment missions.
To be precise, only a select few had actually succeeded.
In their batch, aside from Tyr and Sevira, only Letitia, Silas, and Barry had completed their assessments to officially become Grand Duke candidates.
With the certification of Chief Instructor Ryder, Tyr officially became the Ninth Seat of the Grand Duke Candidates.
Among them, only Sevira was younger than Tyr.
On the day their candidate status was officially announced, Tyr saw many of the eliminated reserves with red, teary eyes.
Seven years of hard work ending in failure—anyone would break down.
However, even though they hadn't successfully become candidates, their treatment was entirely different from those who had been eliminated in the first batch.
First of all, though they were eliminated, they wouldn't face any punishment.
On the contrary, their talent had been recognized by the Sword Prison, qualifying them to access the core of House Callis's power.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, they would become the backbone of House Callis's forces in the future.
House Callis was fair; as long as you weren't useless, you could obtain everything you wanted here.
...
In his dormitory, Tyr was drawing something at his desk.
As Grand Duke candidates, before leaving the Sword Prison, they were entitled to a high-grade storage bracelet, a sword of their own, and a personal account.
The high-grade storage bracelet and account had already been delivered. Tyr was currently designing the sword he would use.
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