"What? Are you rookies going to run for guild master next?" Someone from the crowd called.
Jean frowned.
"Who are you calling a rookie? You have just a year here!" Jean snapped and the boy's eyes blazed.
"Do you want an honor duel, Firebolt? Why should we all enter a giant platoon with you as the leader?" Came the retort.
Jean was annoyed. Just when had they said that?
"If you have listened, you would have heard we nominated Alektos as the team leader," Morris deadpanned. The boy grew silent, probably not wanting to piss off one of the best tanks in the guild.
"And if you had listened, you would have heard I declined," Alektos snapped. He didn't want to work with platoon 23. They were danger magnets.
More the Try Hard Party than the Budding Lilies, but the Try Hard Party's penchant for getting in trouble had gotten some civilians killed recently. Or so he had heard.