Legacy of the Dark Sage
When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down. The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped. Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown. A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him. At least that's what most people thought... "I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...." Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.
Wager
Noir frowned slightly as he studied Millie's expression. He did not expect her forfeiture to be intentional.
One of the reasons he did not accept her as his disciple even though her Array knowledge was commendable was because he could not read her. She looked innocent and without flaw. However, Noir sensed underlying darkness around her. He could not put it into words before, but after today, he now understood.
Millie had a manipulative nature.
While her forfeiture was unnecessary, Noir could not deny her action saved them. Because if he had followed through with his intervention earlier, the end result would put the Conclave in a dire situation. He would have received the ire of both the Courtenay Family and the Royal Family and jeopardized their members' participation in the remaining competitions. After all, both families were part of the head committee.
Nevertheless, Millie's action ended up with them owing her a favor.