Solar Ascension

Chapter 38: Question Marks


[CASSIAN BURNS — Combat: 15 | Craft: 120 | Knowledge: 200 | Final Score: 335 |

ELIGIBLE DIVISIONS: Engineering, Scholar.]

"Damn," Devon muttered as he looked at Cassian's score, "the world really is unfair."

The highest for combat was hundred, a hundred and fifty for Craft, two hundred for knowledge and fifty for stealth, five hundred in total and Cassian had just gotten a perfect score on one of them.

Cass, on the other hand, didn't seem proud of the achievement, he looked directly at his brother who was looking back at him but with disappointment.

You see, though the Burns family was known for having the biggest solar tech company in all of Aureum, they were also known for something else:

Their obsession with producing powerful Solar Knights.

To them, engineering brilliance was expected. Combat prowess was demanded.

So Cass's perfect Knowledge score and near-perfect Crafting score?

To his brother and family, all of it was worthless.

What mattered was the embarrassing 15 in Combat.

Cass's throat tightened. The disappointment in his brother's eyes was visible for all to see, it was the same disappointment their father always looked at him with.

It was as if he had tainted the family name again, like he didn't even deserve the Burns last name.

"Yo," Devon nudged Nox before signalling towards Cass, "he good?"

Nox turned towards Cassian before following the direction he was looking before shaking his head, "I don't think so."

Devon followed their sight and it landed on Cass's disappointed brother before he looked back at Cass.

"Man, screw that," he suddenly spoke up, "if I had scores like that? I'd be floatin' somewhere above the atmosphere."

Cass didn't answer. His gaze was locked on his brother, who had already leaned toward another noble beside him, whispering something with an irritated smile.

Nox watched quietly.

Before he could say anything, the next name loaded in.

[DEVON ZUBERI — Combat: 98 | Craft: 15 | Knowledge: 60 | Final Score: 173|

ELIGIBLE DIVISIONS: Combat.]

Devon stared at the board for a full three seconds… then laughed under his breath, shaking his head.

"Well, that's somethin'," he said, more amused than anything.

His Craft score was trash, his Knowledge was barely passable, but that 98 Combat?

"You almost got a perfect score in combat," Nox muttered.

"Yeah," Devon shrugged, leaning back in his seat, "guess smackin' Eclipsed is the only thing I'm built for."

He then grinned as he elbowed Nox, "I told you I'd smoke your score. You owe me five credits."

But before Nox could say anything, the entire auditorium suddenly went quiet as a new name was displayed,

[NOX— Combat: ??? | Craft: 100 | Knowledge: 80 | Final Score: ???|

ELIGIBLE DIVISIONS: Undecided.

NOTE: PLEASE VISIT THE ADMINISTRATION OFFICE IMMEDIATELY AFTER THE ANNOUNCEMENT. ]

The trio froze and so did all other candidates. Even the nobles from other families looked curiously at the result being displayed.

"How the hell?" Nox muttered to himself.

He clearly remembered his points being around two or maybe four hundred which when converted should be around the perfect combat score, so how the hell was it just question marks?

Did he forfeit all his points when he passed out?

He had no answers to any of this, not until he visited the admin building anyway.

Luckily, the results didn't come with pictures so he had successfully avoided being mobbed or looked at strangely.

But that would change the moment he stood up to go to the administration building. An action that would immediately draw eyes.

Even before he stood up, the whispers had already begun.

"Who's that?"

"Why does he have question marks?"

"Undecided division?? What does that even mean?"

"Is he special or something?"

"Or maybe he messed up the system?"

Devon leaned closer to him and whispered, "how many tier threes did you take down again?"

"Just one," Nox answered.

"Then how the hell—" he started but was interrupted.

"I have no idea," Nox answered before his question could be completed.

Cass frowned as he looked back at his brother, there was a look of interest in his face, one that told him that he just found discovered something interesting, which was never a good thing.

With a sigh, Nox stood up and all the eyes in the auditorium were immediately drawn to him.

He really hated being stared at like this, but there was nothing he could do about it except walk out faster.

He turned towards the exit and .ade his way towards the door, before he quickly opened and shut it, leaving behind a couple of varying reactions.

Some were of surprise, interest or even suspicion, some even recognized him as the insane hoarder from the Craft test,but no one said anything as they turned back to the screen, searching for their results.

***

Nox, meanwhile, walked out of the auditorium and towards the exit of this building, since he had no idea that any elevator could lead to the headmistress's office.

Soon enough, he was inside the administration building again and he walked towards the reception desk where Luna stood.

"Nox," she said when he got close enough, "the headmistress's waiting for you."

She pointed towards the elevator.

"Right," he muttered, trying not to look as nervous as he suddenly felt before walking towards it.

The elevator slowly moved up with Nox completely lost in thoughts, still trying to figure out why the test results had question marks.

Maybe it was because of his lack of core?

He didn't know, but what he knew for sure was that, that crazy lady would be more than excited if he failed, after all, she'd just have him chained in her lab as she studied him.

A terrifying image to imagine.

The elevator soon reached the top most floor and opened with a ding, letting him out.

The moment he stepped unto the floor, he immediately felt the massive amounts of SE in the air.

Though, this time, his body absorbed none, so he just continued towards the door, lifted his hand, but before he could knock, a voice said from within,

"Come in."

He pushed the door open and walked into the office.

The headmistress was sitting calmly behind her desk, but there were two more familiar faces in the office with her.

Astra Dawn and,

"Examiner Illyra?"

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