CHAPTER 34: GRAND ENTRANCE

As evening came around, the Gillette’s Household academy training grounds in Eden City were brightly lit up with torches.

The Gillette Household members were currently flowing into the training grounds. Some looked happy while others looked depressed. There were also those who looked like they were staring off into their hopeful futures.

"Sir Sven is here."

"The Third Duke’s son; he was one of the hot contenders for this year’s hunting competition first place. For someone at level 4 bronze rank, most likely he has killed a lot of spawned beasts."

"Momo is back."

"The Second Duke’s son, Momo, is at the peak of his level 4 bronze rank, similar to Sir Gregory."

"How come Sir Gregory hasn’t returned yet?"

"Don’t worry, who do you think Sir Gregory is? He’ll most likely be the last one to show up and the first place in this competition will definitely be his."

"That’s right. Gregory is the strongest here and also the heir to the acting Lord. Heavyweights like him will most likely return at the last moment with an exaggerated entrance."

"I’m really looking forward to seeing him."

On the stage of the academy training grounds.

Sebastian had a hint of a smile on his face while occasionally revealing an arrogant look.

The entrance competition was the grandest occasion of the year and his son was going to get the first place. This will definitely solidify his position of becoming the Lord of the house.

Furthermore, Gregory would have gotten rid of Maxwell, and his death would allow him to firmly sit in his position.

He couldn’t help but laugh internally with those thoughts because there would be good days ahead of him.

Seconds and minutes disappeared as more junior members appeared one after another.

Sebastian kept his eyes on the entrance to the academy training grounds, and they were no longer calm.

How come he still hasn’t come back?

"Sebastian, how come Gregory still hasn’t returned?" Fargo couldn’t help asking.

On the side, the Duke Mario sneered and said: "There shouldn’t be some accident right? I heard that the Raging Fire Bull had killed over half of the junior members. Could Gregory be..."

"Be what!" Fargo cursed: "Your son hasn’t died yet so how could anything happen to my nephew? He probably wants to make a grand entrance so quit dreaming about your son getting first place!"

Mario’s face changed colour as he glared at Fargo. "You..."

Sebastian coughed and said: "Fargo, please be a bit more respectful to the Duke.

As Sebastian was saying, he was also trying to conceal the worry in his eyes. If anything happened to his son, then his plans would become a complete mess.

"There’s no way, nothing should have happened to Gregory." Sebastian started to get worried.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the entrance.

"Maxwell has returned!"

In an instant, the academy training grounds were all riled up.

"That piece of trash managed to come back?"

"That kid is truly lucky to return alive, he probably hid in a cave for 3 days and 3 nights. With his trashy cultivation, as if he can kill any spawned beasts."

"You’re the damn trash! You dare to call Sir Maxwell trash again and I will end you!"

"What the? Are you sick or something Luis? After participating in the hunting contest, you even forgot your own surname? You want to end me? Did you forget how much you used to bash Maxwell about being trash as well?"

"Bam!"

There was another commotion in the academy training grounds as a portion of the Gillette Household junior members who had returned from Eden were now standing up for Maxwell. This scene caused Sebastian to narrow his eyes as he said to himself: "What on earth is going on?"

As Maxwell stepped into the academy training grounds, he looked over in the direction of the stage. He saw how Sebastian now had a golden shimmer and couldn’t help but swallow a few times and said to himself: "Boss... It’s the last boss!"

He wanted to immediately kill Sebastian.

But a level 2 bronze rank wasn’t enough; most likely, he wouldn’t be able to even resist a single attack from Sebastian.

The only thing Maxwell could do now was endure!

Duke Benjamin stood up and lightly said, "Sebastian, the sky’s getting dark, so how about we start the calculations while we wait for the others?"

Sebastian nodded, "Begin then."

Fargo’s eyes changed as he whispered: "Sebastian, how could that trash still be alive?"

Sebastian’s face darkened. When he saw Maxwell’s smiling face, his heart felt extremely uncomfortable. But he had no time to think about the reason because he was more concerned for Gregory.

Since Maxwell was still alive, would something have happened to his son?

No way, there’s no way. Beside Gregory was also with Bawa, who was at level 7 silver rank, so there’s no way something could’ve happened. That’s how Sebastian was comforting himself.

"Dante, one head of a below bronze spawned beast. He has gained 1 point and has the qualifications to become a senior member of the Gillette Household.

"Vyrn, one head of a below bronze rank spawned beast. He has gained 1 point and has the qualifications to become a senior member of the Gillette Household.

"Kai, the head of a below bronze rank spawned beast. He has gained 1 point and has the qualifications to become a senior member of the Gillette Household.

As this continued, everyone brought out a spawned beast head and everyone was qualified to become a senior. In their hearts, they were all extremely grateful towards Maxwell.

Some discussions were raised in the academy training grounds.

"How could they all have 1 point? Some of these disciples are only level 7 bronze rank and they can’t kill a level 7 bronze rank spawned beast."

"The hell, isn’t their luck a little too good or something?"

"There can’t be some conspiracy right? A below bronze rank spawned beast is very strong, so it’s not easy to kill one, right?"

"Next one, George."

A handsome-looking youth walked up with a smile and was full of confidence. He poured out the spawned beast heads from his zero storage space which covered a large area.

Mario smiled in a satisfied manner.

The staff member calculating, gave George a fawning smile before quickly adding the heads up.

A few minutes later, George, 32 heads of a below bronze rank spawned beast. He has gained 32 points and has the qualifications to become a senior member of the Gillette Household.

"Being able to get 32 heads of spawned beasts, that’s way too strong. Sir George is no doubt a pro at level 4 bronze rank."

There were many who had shocked expressions on their faces.

"Next one, McCollin!"

Duke Collin stood up with a smile as everyone stared at a youth stepping forth.

McCollin confidently went up and walked to the centre of the training grounds. He then brought out 3 zero storage spaces and confidently said: "All 3 of these are filled to the brim, and each space plaque has 130 spawned beast heads. Included amongst them are three above bronze rank spawned beast heads so I should have 405 points in total."

As he was saying this, he looked up at the stage and gave his father Collin a glance.

Collin’s smile brightened showing his satisfaction with his son’s performance. At the corner of his eyes, he noticed the ugly look Sebastian had before saying to himself: "Your son’s cultivation is indeed a bit higher than my son’s, but can a single person compete with my son and 20 other people? My son will be grabbing the first place for this hunting contest, hahaha..."

Within Gillette’s Household, Collin’s power is second to Sebastian’s.

For this entrance competition, Duke Collin had secretly bribed 20 senior members of the Gillette Household to kill spawned beasts and give all the heads to McCollin. His purpose was to get first place for his son and to get the upgrade element. Once McCollin gets the upgrade element, he will definitely level up to the level 3 Bronze rank within a year and gain the qualifications to participate in the senior selection. As long as his son gets selected, he will gain the support of everyone and will no doubt grasp control of the Gillette Household.

"Sebastian, you want to compete with me? Hahaha..." Collin started laughing in his heart.

Spawned beast heads were quickly pouring out of the 3-zero storage space. The 10 staff members responsible for calculating showed shock on their faces before quickly tallying the numbers.

After 10 minutes, the results were out.

"McCollin has 398 spawned beast heads from the competition with 405 points total. He is currently in first place and has broken the historical record."

"So powerful."

"Incredible, how did he almost kill 400 spawned beasts?"

"Breaking the Gillette’s Household records."

There was a commotion in the crowd and everyone revealed their envious looks. There were even some girls in the crowd who started expressing their love for McCollin.

Sebastian had a very ugly look on his face.

What he was worried about had finally appeared, and he started cursing internally: "This damn old fox is truly vicious. Gregory, how come you still haven’t returned?"

"Next is Constantine."

"Hahaha, a Gillette Household servant who participated in the contest?"

"It’s the Two Man Trash group."

Constantine acted as if he didn’t hear the ridicule. He walked to the centre of the training grounds and said in a silly manner: "This one doesn’t have a single one."

"Hahaha..."

"We already knew this trash wouldn’t get any. How can a piece of trash be capable of killing a spawned beast?"

Sebastian showed eyes of disdain and internally said: "Simply, trash, what changes was he expecting for participating in the entrance competition? It looks like Maxwell’s performance can’t be any better while McCollin will be the one hard to deal with. As long as Gregory can come back in time, there shouldn’t be any problems beating McCollin since there’s Bawa’s assistance behind the scenes.

Constantine wasn’t angry nor was he in a hurry. Even if more people scolded him, he wouldn’t care as long as they didn’t scold his boss. He just walked back towards Maxwell with a goofy smile.

Maxwell helplessly smiled. It was at this time...

"Next, Maxwell Gillette!"