Oppressive Pressure
Arvell stopped himself and turned around.
'It's her?'
Taking a look at the woman, Arvell realized it was the same woman he'd seen from the written examination.
The one who used chantless magic to produce walls earlier, so they couldn't cheat on their exam.
Antoinette stepped forwards and pointed at Arvell.
"This commoner disrespected me, so I am educating him on his place in the world. If you understand you may leave us."
The woman looked at Antoinette with a deadpan expression.
"Of course, you're the one causing the issues."
"Huh? What was that supposed to mean?"
Antoinette glared at the woman.
"I am a noble! I can have you executed for speaking to me that way!"
The woman massaged her forehead with a sigh.
"So this is why the headmaster argued so vehemently that day…" She mumbled to herself.
She looked around the scene.