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​The moment they stepped out of the Battle Hall, people with cameras started taking photos and shouting questions at Quash when they noticed it was him.

​Both Alan and Quash looked indifferent and were thinking if they should jump over or push through.

​"Move, insects."

​But before they could decide, a commanding voice from behind them cut through their thoughts.

​They looked back and saw an extremely beautiful looking guy with a cold expression walking their way. His upper body was bare, only a side piece cloth was draped over diagonally. His muscular frame almost glowing. He had sharp blue eyes with long white-blue gradient hair cascading down his shoulders.

​Alan and Quash moved involuntarily. This was the Dragon Prince. And the Second Rank. And as a Dragon, his ego was bigger than his Dick.

​Quash wanted to poke at the sore spots of all the Dragons who transform into humans: their Dick becomes small for various reasons. Which is one of the reasons Dragons aren’t seen much often in the Natural Continent. But the Dragon Royalties and the native dragons of this continent can be seen in the wilderness. Rarely among civilisations.

​Academy City entrance exam is one such example.

​But looking at how the Dragon Prince was acting, it must be that the guy had patched the sore spot. But Quash could guarantee that the weapon is for show. Because when a Dragon transforms into a Human, they have to fit their colossal body into a small but perfect frame. If they want to have a bigger Dick, they can just make their transformation big like a Barbarian. But their pride won’t let them be ugly.

​The reason such a small part becomes the ultimate humiliation is because of their Dragon Heart and mass. It is a physical, crystalline sphere at the center of their being. The source of their power.

​Trying to fit that into a small frame along with their mass is bound to have some defects. And Dragon Transformation Skill is inherited. The Ancestor of All Dragons made sure that it became a racial skill. And once they chose a look, the skill itself does all the heavy lifting, which leaves them with a small Dick. Something even the Dragon Ancestor could not fix.

​Many Dragon Scholars had tried to but failed.

​But regardless, Quash decided not to make a scene out of something so small. He wasn’t a petty person. He would have his revenge in due time.

​Although Quash didn’t care about the paparazzi making money through his photos, he still refused to let them make money by creating a scene here.

​So he just grabbed Alan by the collar and sprinted after the Prince and stopped behind him.

​The moment the Dragon Prince appeared, everybody had put down their cameras. Because as far as Quash knew, he had destroyed their cameras out of annoyance. The paparazzi didn’t dare to complain and so the Academy City didn’t do anything as well. Like, what are they gonna do? Anger the future ruler of the Dragon Continent?

​And ruin their lives? Bet.

​So they obediently parted ways for him. Their heads down. No one making a sound. Quash let go of Alan’s collar. Alan fixed his collar while glaring at Quash.

​The duo escaped the paparazzi very easily because of the Dragon Prince. Which earned him some kudos from Quash and he decided not to humiliate that guy any longer.

​He wasn’t petty.

​He could forgive people if they ever insult him. Just like now.

​"By the way Quash, do you know that you’ve been going viral again?"

​"Hmm? Why?"

​"Look at this."

​And with that, Alan showed him a short clip of him fooling an influencer. People liked it very much and it had more or less become a meme at this point.

​Quash nodded, impressed. That dude had the spirit. He took the opportunity Quash gave. And he was impressed.

​"What’s with that look? Why are you impressed? This is you literally being mean to people for no reason!"

​Alan said with a glare. But he just shrugged.

​"By the way, let’s go pick up Elina. Where is she?"

​"About that, she is in the Inn. She hit her limits and retired yesterday."

​Alan said with a sigh. He really felt bad for Elina. Quash looked at his friend and couldn’t help but think if he was this apathetic regarding her feelings for him as well. Poor Elina.

​But it was none of his problem. He wouldn’t be dying in this timeline to make these two make up. So Elina was on her own now.

​"By the way Alan, what’s your rank now?"

​"Are you trying to make fun of me?"

​Alan said with a hiss, but he still showed his rank.

​[988]

​Win Streak: 4

​Quash’s eyes widened a bit in amazement. In the novel, Alan was beyond Top 1000, but this time, he was actually inside it. A massive leap. Being in the Top 1000 is a very good thing.

​"Impressive."

​"Bastard! You’re making fun of me aren’t you!?"

​"No. I’m being genuine. That is seriously impressive. Don’t try to compare with me because I got lucky with my matchmaking. There were many factors that helped me in the fight against the Barbarian. If not for that, I would have been near your rank as well."

​Alan just grumbled at Quash’s response and didn’t say anything. Silence returned between them as they walked through the clamorous plaza. They made their way towards the Inn when an announcement rang, making everyone stop to listen.

​[Congratulations to everyone who made it this far. With this announcement, we mark the end of the 10,495th entrance exam. The Award Ceremony will start at night, 9 P.M sharp. Students who will be called up to the stage will be notified beforehand. They will be rewarded by Headmaster Saffron Fruma himself.

​After the Award Ceremony, passed students are required to fill in the application forms and make choices on which Academy you wish to attend. If you’ve been already admitted into an Academy of your choice, congratulations. The Academy will start officially after one week. Please make sure to join an Academy within this time frame if you haven’t already. Thank you for your patience. Have a great day.]

​The announcement ended and for a few seconds, there was no movement. Everyone letting the realisation sink in, that the rush was over. Even Quash felt that ambiguous feeling of an exciting eve ending. Leaving one with a feeling of loss and longing.

​But the duo couldn’t lament for long as a letter appeared in front of Quash out of thin air the moment the announcement ended.

​Quash grabbed it, looked at it then at Alan. Alan was also looking back and forth between the letter and Quash.

​Alan: "..."

​Quash: "..."