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... all his years of teaching. The class year separated tournament was a place to show the fruits of one’s work over the past two years. It was a passionate event every year, but as the royal family was coming this time around, the passion put in was something else entirely.


And Rudel’s class was even above that, they put in their passion to save Rudel from his forceful graduation. And in this tournament with a new level of passion, the top pick class held a strained atmosphere.


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