God's Slave: Reincarnated Into an Academy of Heavenly Descendants

The answer was mystifying not only to the newcomers but even to the three Ascendants who sat up at the podium.

While they were less surprised since they had already seen the scores before now and knew the scores of at least the top ten in the ranking list, it still shocked them nonetheless.

Even they, as Ascendants, had heard the tales of the "Anomaly" of the academy.

One who was unable to control his Divine Sense, yet who others could drainehis Divine Essence and use it for themselves.

Nolan's "fame" wasn't limited to just the newcomers; even the Ascendants knew of his inability. It was shocking and baffling to everyone.

Most of the Ascendants students had probably forgotten about him, but there was still a faint awareness of the possibility that lingered in their minds.

And now, they had no choice but to turn their attention back to the anomaly.

Just how had he been able to do it?

At this moment, the ranking that was displayed in the newcomers' hall was also being shown in the skies above the Ascendants' area of the academy.

They could all see the names of those who would be joining them for the year.

Unlike the list of names in the newcomers' hall, where the Godly Ten were excluded, this list in the Ascendants' space included the Godly ten and Quinn's name wasn't second ranked.

That was why the uproar over there was even louder than in the newcomers' hall when Nolan's name appeared at the absolute number one spot, followed by the names of the well-known Godly Ten.

Every newcomer was speechless, every Ascendant was speechless, and even the teachers were shocked, all turning to look at their devices, noticing the ranking—especially the name in the first position.

"Nolan Gotschald? That name sounds familiar..."

"Wait, isn't that the so-called 'trash' of the academy…?"

These words rang out loudly throughout the academy, with some teachers finding it amusing, while others furrowed their brows in suspicion.

How did he do it?

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Nolan, the one responsible for setting off the uproar, was currently sitting in his seat, his eyes blank, while wearing a poker face.

One couldn't see the slightest bit of joy on his face for passing the test, nor could anyone spot any surprise.

It was clear to everyone that he had earned the mark with no reliance on luck.

He wasn't even surprised at the score, almost as if he had already known that's what he would get.

Disappointed gazes filled the hall from the students who were expecting some sort of emotional reaction that they could use to satisfy their curiosity and unworded hypothesis, but they got nothing from Nolan.

Without delaying any further, the female Ascendant among the three walked forward, clearing her throat, commanding everyone's attention.

"By now, I'm sure each of you is well aware of your ranking and whether or not you'll be moving up to the Ascendant classes," she began, her voice steady and firm.

"Today is the fourth day of the week, and a minor holiday has been granted to all."

"It will last for a total of eight days starting tomorrow."

"After exactly eight days, those of you who have passed this test will be visited by your instructors, who will lead you to the Ascendants' area of the academy."

"They will guide you to your new quarters and help you settle into the expectations and routines of the Ascendants area of the cademy."

"For this reason, I advise each of you, soon-to-be Ascendants, to prepare everything you need."

"Take time to explore this area of your academy, say your goodbyes to your friends and favorite instructors, as it will most likely be the last time you'll see them."

"Congratulations to all who passed the test."

"And to those who didn't—you still have two more chances to set things right. Don't let this failure drag you down into the depths of despair."

"Hopefully, I never see any of your amateurish faces again. Hehe…" the crimson-haired Ascendant added with a grin.

And in the next three of them floated up into the air.

Red, white and green beams of light shot through the air above the place, and in an instant, they disappeared into the distance, followed by the podiums which they stood on lowering to the ground.

Slowly, the students began to rise to their feet, loud murmurs filling the hall as they happily discussed the results.

Some, however, moved out in silence.

The distinction between those who had failed and those who had passed was as clear as day.

Since the Ascendants had left, Nolan saw no reason to remain in the hall any longer. He rose to his feet and joined the students making their way out.

But something else had returned—the intense gazes.

Almost everyone stared at him as he walked by.

The only difference now was that the mockery he was so accustomed to had vanished.

Still, a gaze was a gaze, and Nolan didn't like the attention, not one bit.

His legs quickened their pace, and instead of heading back to the dorms like everyone else, he took a different route, cutting away from the crowd and heading in a random direction within the academy grounds—somewhere he had never gone before.

If he stayed with the crowd, the eyes would never leave him, and he hated that feeling.

That was why he took the detour.

Soon, he was alone, his footsteps echoing through the empty area.

The place was still within the newcomers' section of the academy, so Nolan wasn't worried about crossing any boundaries.

The farther he walked, the more he felt the breeze around him grow stronger and more refreshing.

Before long, Nolan found himself at the edge of a place he had never been before.

It was shaped like a bridge's end, and as he reached its wall that came up to his waist, he gazed down and saw something breathtaking.

In front of him lay an incredibly vast and wild body of water that spread far Into the distance.

"Finally, It's Finished..."