“H-Hey, what is going on? Did we not turn off everyone’s magic down there? Can someone still use their magic?”
Inside the Abstle mansion, it was a mess. Everyone was up in a panic as they looked down at the exam site below. People were heaving, almost as if someone was suffocating them.
The only one who looked alright was an independent candidate with white hair and red eyes. The only other trait of that man was his beautiful face which seemed to be at odds with his cold nature.
The guards outside were up in arms thinking about what was happening to the candidate they had recommended.
Everyone knew about the Abstel family’s standing in the royal court. They were the best networking people and could even provide the ‘right support’ if you knew what you were doing.
As such, going against them was not a good idea and everyone wanted to support the Abstle heiress. They wanted their candidate to stand beside her and be her butler.