The Exchange Begins!

"Welcome, students… to the Inter-Class Exchange!" A magnanimous voice boomed from the stage.

Instantly, the students burst into loud applauses. Well, the enthusiastic students mostly consisted of the heated Second and Third years who were most likely looking forward to having rematches with their fellow students after previous failed attempts.

The First Years were also excited, with some of them making cheerful noises. Of course, I was silent despite the anticipation I had.

The man who stood on the stage was exquisitely dressed, as expected of our moderator. The arena, which took up a huge part of the hall, was so wide that I reckoned over a thousand people could fit there. I was certain that this hall was most definitely used for something other than the Exchange.

Looking at the speaker, he was one of the examiners that we had during our exams. I recognized him well—Klaus Tallman.

'So, he's the moderator this time as well… I wonder why?'