The head department couldn't care less about the antics of the noble students. For Dorian, these folks who possessed the riches want nothing but thrill in the early years of their lives. Of course, it didn't change the fact that they should bear the consequences of their own decisions.
That being said, the unexpected 'betting' on who's to win the spar suddenly sprouted, from one mouth to another. What's more, with Anaselle being fond of it, superficially so, the other spectators couldn't help but chime in.
"There's no way Yeri's stepbrother will win, right?"
"Yeri's very good at fighting, you idiots! There's a possibility that he's an excellent one too."
"That's an illogical reasoning. Same blood doesn't mean same prowess."
Even though the murmurs of argument reverberated, everyone only had a minute or two to decide, which then ended with a spark of signal about the beginning of the battle – Butler Grey against Butler Shuran of the Landeil Household.
