Just as the assessment was about to begin, an unexpected interruption occurred.
"Wait!" someone shouted.
The sudden exclamation caused everyone to turn and look toward the entrance of the Forging Masters Guild, where two figures were slowly approaching.
The person in front, Charles did not recognize, but the one behind him was somewhat familiar; it was Jay, the receptionist he had encountered at the front desk yesterday.
Could it be that Jay, feeling humiliated after being embarrassed in front of everyone, had brought someone along to disrupt his senior blacksmith certification assessment?
The identity of the person in front was quickly revealed by the gathered blacksmiths.
"Who is that guy?"
"Isn't he an inspector sent down from the headquarters of the Abyssal Depths Forging Masters Guild?"
"It seems so; I remember he was quite arrogant when he first arrived, showing no respect for President Xavier."