Exam. The last stage.

Clover was glad. The fourth stage was easy. He quickly caught his prey and hid deep in the woods until the end of the stage. There were only eleven of them left. The fifth stage was more difficult. He had to fight that Clown. The bastard was playing with him. He didn't see him as an opponent.

But Clover got lucky. That white-haired boy killed one of the contestants. There were nine of them left in the end.

Right now he's getting his license. The nightmare is almost over. It's just a matter of time before they're officially declared hunters.

-So I'll start the introductory lecture. Said the weird-looking green guy and pulled out his license. -This is a hunter's license. Maybe that's not how you saw it, but it's a card. Thanks to the latest technology, it can't be made. But here's what you can't call the license's efficiency.

First, this card allows you to travel to 90 percent of countries closed to foreigners and 75 percent of the countries closed to all. 95 percent of public organizations will serve you free of charge.

The very fact of having it will give you great financial freedom. All you have to do is not lose your card and not let it be stolen from you. That's it. The rest is up to you. Train, learn and believe in yourself. Pursue your dreams and go through life with courage.

NINE HUNTERS GOT THEIR LICENSES.

-AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH...AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. YES. YES. THE END. Loud laughter and shouting attracted everyone in the room. They looked toward the clover. The guy was acting crazy. -I'VE GOT IT. I'VE GOT IT.

Clover, on the other hand, wasn't paying attention at the moment, he was euphoric. He'd finally passed the damn exam. He was through hell and would soon be back home with his friend.

He won't take any exam and Rala will talk him out of it. They'll find another way to climb the social ladder. Join the mafia.

Become mercenaries. Murderers. Anything he wants, but he won't let his friend die.

Tens of seconds.

Minutes.

He stopped laughing.

He wouldn't wake up. Everybody's ears. The old foreman said goodbye to them and left, too. But Clover just stood there. He didn't move a muscle. His world had shattered.He realized it wasn't a dream. He had killed his best friend. His friend had betrayed him. Betrayed him because of that stupid license.

He didn't know what to do. He didn't know where to go back to. The only person close to him was Rahl. He had no one left.

Clover left the Hunter Committee Hotel and strolled through the city in a direction even he did not know. Hundreds of thoughts came to his mind, but he could not concentrate on them. They looked at him with interest. Something happened in his mind, as if a stone wall had cracked. He cried. Cried as hard as he had never cried in his whole life.

-Let's run, Rari, he's crazy. -Shouted one of the boys and they ran away.

Clover's legs buckled. He shrank into a ball of pain and sorrow. Clover cried for hours on end. And only when there was nothing left to cry he lay down in the middle of the street and began to look into the already fading nembo.

Guys, let's get 100 power stones and I'll release a new chapter.