Valerius sat lazily on the edge of the platform, his legs stretched out, basking in the sun with half-closed eyes.
'Why the hell am I here?'
He thought with an expression that showed his annoyance.
He was supposed to be a Guardian of the Favored Ones academy,
One of the three powerhouses that protected the academy—a position that held significant importance and more importantly - a position where he could just sleep all day as no fool would try to attack the academy ever.
But today, he wasn't feeling like one.
Not with this tedious job that the damned Dean had pushed onto him with some weak excuse about needing someone of his caliber to oversee the entrance exams.
As if these brats needed a Guardian-level mage for this.
He sighed deeply, the murmurings of the students already grating on his nerves.
Why did they always have to whisper and gossip?
Couldn't they just focus on the test? How annoying.