Supreme Warlock System : From Zero to Ultimate With My Wives-Chapter 272: Exam Day [Part 1]

Warlock Ch 272. Exam Day [Part 1]

A week passed in a blink.

Damian barely had time to register the days slipping by before the morning of the exam arrived. He groggily opened his eyes, his body refusing to move for a few moments as he stared at the ceiling. His muscles were sore—not from exhaustion, but from all the training and preparation he had crammed in over the past few days. His mind had been a whirlwind of strategy, old lessons, and Cassius’ dry lectures. Now, it was time to put all of that to the test.

The smell of breakfast wafted through the air, coaxing him out of bed. He sat up, running a hand through his messy hair before dragging himself out from under the sheets. As he stood, his gaze flickered toward the window—Haven City was already awake, the glow of early morning casting long shadows across the streets.

He dressed quickly, slipping into his usual warlock attire but ensuring that it looked respectable enough for the Sanctum. A rank A warlock was still technically an apprentice in the eyes of the higher-ranked ones, but today was about proving himself. Today, he was going to make it to rank S.

When he walked downstairs, Victoria was already at the table, sipping blood tea with an unreadable expression. The plates before her were neatly arranged—toast, eggs, and fresh fruit, all looking surprisingly normal considering she was a vampire. Evelyn, on the other hand, was at the counter, checking over a set of vials and potion bottles, murmuring small incantations under her breath as she double-checked their potency.

Victoria glanced up first. "Took you long enough," she said smoothly. "I was starting to think you were planning to sleep through the exam."

Damian smirked, stretching slightly as he took a seat. "Tempting, but I don’t think the Sanctum would appreciate that."

Evelyn turned, setting down a potion bottle with a sharp click. "They’d probably just drag you there themselves," she said. "Here." She picked up a small pouch and tossed it toward him. Damian caught it with ease, peeking inside.

"Mana restoration, stamina recovery, and a basic healing potion," Evelyn listed off. "All within the regulations. You’re allowed to bring items for survival, just nothing offensive."

"Good," Damian muttered, securing the pouch to his belt. "At least that means no one can sneak in an explosive crystal and blow up half the arena."

Victoria’s lips curved slightly. "You sound so optimistic."

Damian grabbed a piece of toast and took a bite. "Just realistic."

Evelyn crossed her arms. "You sure you’re ready for this?"

He met her gaze, chewing thoughtfully before swallowing. "Yeah. I’m ready."

Victoria set down her cup. "Careful, Damian. Even if you are ready, there are others who will see you as a threat. The exam is dangerous not just because of the trials, but because of the participants."

Evelyn nodded. "Some people will do anything to win. Just don’t let your guard down."

Damian smirked. "You guys are making it sound like I’m walking into a death match."

Victoria arched a brow. "Aren’t you?"

"…Fair point."

Evelyn sighed, but a small smile played on her lips. "Be careful, alright? We’ll come watch later."

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Victoria leaned back, crossing one leg over the other. "Yes, we must witness our dear warlock proving himself."

Damian rolled his eyes. "I love how much confidence you two have in me."

"Good," Victoria said simply. "Then show us that it’s justified."

Damian took another bite of his toast, chewing as he watched Victoria swirl her tea with an amused smirk. Evelyn was still sorting through the rest of the potions, muttering small incantations under her breath to ensure their effectiveness.

Victoria arched a brow. "You’re awfully quiet. Getting nervous?"

Damian scoffed. "I don’t get nervous."

Evelyn snorted. "Liar. You get nervous, you just pretend you don’t."

He smirked. "Alright, maybe a little. But that’s just part of the fun."

Victoria set her cup down, resting her chin in her hand as she studied him. "Fun? That’s an interesting way to put it."

Damian leaned back in his chair. "What? You don’t think risking my life in front of a crowd of judgmental officials sounds like a blast?"

Evelyn rolled her eyes. "Oh yes, so much fun. Maybe next time you can try fighting a dragon while blindfolded. That would really complete the experience."

Damian pointed at her. "That actually sounds kind of interesting."

Victoria sighed dramatically. "If you die, I’m going to be very annoyed. Do you know how difficult it is to find a warlock who’s both competent and entertaining?"

Damian chuckled. "I appreciate your faith in me."

Evelyn crossed her arms. "We’re serious, Damian. The S-rank exam isn’t just some test. It’s brutal. People die."

He met her gaze, his smirk fading just slightly. "I know." He tapped the side of his head. "And I’m ready for it."

Victoria lifted a brow. "Are you?"

"I guess we’ll find out." Damian stood, adjusting his coat. "Alright then." He grabbed the pouch of potions and secured it properly before heading toward the door. "Wish me luck."

Evelyn smirked. "You don’t need luck."

Victoria raised her cup in a mock toast. "Luck is for mortals."

Damian chuckled, shaking his head as he stepped out onto the street.

Instead of heading to Cassius’ place, he made his way directly to the Sanctum of Trials. The streets were bustling with life, but Damian paid little attention to the noise of the city. His mind was focused, his steps steady. The weight of the upcoming test sat on his shoulders, but it wasn’t an unfamiliar feeling. He had been through worse. He had fought stronger enemies, faced more dangerous odds. But this… this was different.

This was stepping back into a world that once tried to break him.

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As the Sanctum came into view, towering with its arcane symbols and imposing structure, Damian exhaled slowly. His eyes scanned the entrance, spotting Cassius already waiting for him.

Cassius, as usual, didn’t even glance his way at first. He had his arms crossed, observing the other exam participants who were already gathering at the entrance.

"Glad to see you actually showed up," Cassius finally said as Damian approached.