His scrutiny gaze

Back to chastine points of view...

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"Hohoho, it's truly astonishing to witness a member of the Wood Clan possessing such a remarkable level of mana, hohoho..."

"But this is only the inception of what I've been ardently looking forward to. It seems that this year holds the promise of excitement, for I anticipate that many among you will attain exceptional grades in our inaugural selection test, hohoho..."

"I'm well aware that not everyone has had the chance to take the examination yet and is filled with anticipation regarding the potential outcomes of their abilities. Furthermore, it's clear to me that Ms. Wood won't be the sole recipient of the violet level, hohoho... So, there's no need to prolong the suspense. Let us proceed with our selection test without any further delay, hohoho,"

Principal Quinn conveyed with an air of joy, his eyes keenly focused on me with great expectations, causing a faint shiver to run down my spine.

With a respectful nod, I swiftly moved to the side, signaling my departure from the center stage and allowing room for the next group of examinees.

As I walked, I maintained a dignified posture, though I couldn't help but notice the myriad of amused expressions worn by my fellow students.

The first group I encountered belonged to the Water Clan, and their faces carried a range of expressions.

Some wore welcoming smiles while their eyes were fixed on me, perhaps wondering where I stored my considerable mana.

Others openly examined my entire figure.

Moving past the Water Clan, I found myself among the Earth Clan members.

They, too, regarded me with curiosity, and our gazes briefly intersected.

In response, I returned their inquisitive looks with a confident and resolute gaze.

Despite the commotion my performance in the initial examination had caused, it seemed that their deep-seated arrogance remained unshaken, manifesting in the expressions etched across their faces.

Nearly all of them exuded an air of self-assuredness as they fixed their gazes upon me, their eyes almost seemed to question why I had been able to achieve such an outstanding result in the exam when some members from their own clan, who had taken the test earlier, had only reached a blue level of proficiency.

Choosing to dismiss the interrogative looks aimed in my direction, I decided to move on to another significant clan, one that held a prominent position –

the Wind Clan...

My eyes swept across the individuals I passed, and it became evident that I was among the major clan members.

It appeared that I had been accurate in my assessment since no one from the minor clans seemed eager to join them.

To evade the piercing glances, particularly from those I assumed to be Fire Clan members, I altered my course.

As I took the detour, I found myself approaching another major clan – what I believed to be the Dark Clan.

Their arrangement was structured as follows:

Water Clan

Earth Clan

Wind Clan

Fire Clan

Dark Clan

The Dark Clan...

It appeared that I had taken the wrong turn, as the last major clan I wanted to encounter was the Dark Clan.

Their intense gazes felt like burdens that I had to carry, and the aura surrounding their group grew even more formidable.

Even though I was alone, I walked towards the piercing stares coming from their direction.

I seized the moment to closely examine their physical attributes and features.

The members of the Dark Clan had an enigmatic quality about them.

Their eyes held a depth that seemed to draw you in, and their dark, flowing attire gave them an air of mystery.

The intricate tattoos on their skin added to their enigmatic charm, and I couldn't help but wonder about the stories and powers hidden beneath their exterior.

Compared to the other major clans, the members of the Dark Clan exuded an even greater degree of striking attractiveness, and their weighty aura heightened their commanding presence.

While their physique might not have been as bulky as the Earth Clan, it was substantial enough to enhance their presence among the assembled groups.

Their alluring charm and distinctive attire only added to their mystique, making them the subjects of fascination and curiosity.

But she had always steered clear of the Dark Clan due to the stark contrast in their auras.

While the Wood Clan breathed life into the surroundings and living beings, bolstered by proximity to other elements, the Dark Clan represented the complete opposite.

The members of the Dark Clan possessed an aura that seemed to absorb light and life, radiating an enigmatic and slightly unsettling energy that set them apart from the rest of the major clans.

The Dark Clan's unique and devastating mana had the unsettling ability to nullify energy and life in its vicinity.

This inherent destructive power was the root cause of the tensions that invariably arose when two clans came into close contact.

To circumvent potential clashes, especially those involving minor clans who might suffer the consequences, her clan made a deliberate choice to keep their distance.

As she witnessed the ongoing test and the scarcity of students with abundant and potent mana, she recognized that such individuals were a rarity.

It was apparent that only a limited number of students possessed such elevated levels of mana, and as a result, her clan had also chosen to maintain their separation to avoid any possible conflicts, particularly with the formidable Dark Clan.

It appeared that the Dark Clan had members who could possess potent and abundant mana that might match their clan's strength.

Among the dark clan's limited number of participants in the test, I had my doubts whether the most formidable members had even taken part.

Swiftly, I shifted my gaze away from them and gave a slight bow, indicating my respect.

But there was one particular individual among them who had been scrutinizing me intensely, and it felt as though his eyes had been trained on me from the very moment I had stepped onto the center stage.

That gaze was unique and carried a profound weight...

As I closed the distance between us, His scrutiny gaze grew even more penetrating.

In response, I consciously avoided meeting that gaze, as I had no inclination to engage in such a profound connection of eyes.

It was an intensity that I found to be almost overwhelming...

I was about to quietly move past them when one of their members suddenly blocked my path, preventing me from leaving their presence immediately.

In response, I raised my head to see the man who had obstructed my way.

It was then that I was met with the gaze of one of the Dark Clan members, whom I believed to be closely associated with the individual who had been scrutinizing me earlier.

At first, his observation had been marked by curiosity, analyzing my entire form.

Then, he allowed a slow curve to grace his lips, transforming his expression into a wide, knowing smile.