Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 63 Courage
All eyes were drawn to that petite figure as she effortlessly climbed to the top.

In fact, quite a few students manage to reach the summit, but most of them need to expend a lot of physical strength and endurance, spending several hours to reach the top with great difficulty.

Taylor watched silently and nodded: "A record has been broken. The last time someone could reach the top so easily was Principal Greenworth, and that was when he was in seventh grade."

But Xia, as a freshman, did it.

Gasps of amazement came from those around them.

"Tsk." Tess seemed a little dissatisfied, pouting and glaring at Sia above.

"But it's just a contest of status," Caesar thought.

The pressure only works on those of lower rank, and for Sia, who possesses the Crown of the King, this pressure is practically nonexistent.

At the top was a small platform of about four square meters. What Xia saw was a longsword stuck in a rectangular obsidian base. Half of the blade was submerged in the base, and the hilt was simple in shape. The entire sword was black, resembling a cross stuck there.

On this dark black sword, there were numerous cracks like a spider web, and a faint, deep purple light emanated from within the cracks.

The cracks give the impression that the sword was pieced together.

She hesitated for a moment, then reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword.

Buzz.
A series of vibrating buzzing sounds spread out like ripples on water, and the people standing below immediately felt as if they had been pushed by an invisible force, and they all staggered back a few steps.

From the top, Xia saw that the purple light from the gaps in the Holy Sword had become even brighter, and the sword itself was pulsating rhythmically.

This state lasted for about ten seconds, and then everything went silent.

She loosened her grip on the sword hilt, looked at her fair hands, and frowned slightly.

Just now, something seemed to have flashed through her mind.
Like a memory?

"Is it a performance that's been recognized?"

Something seemed to flash in her eyes, then she turned and walked down the pyramid.

"Princess Sia is amazing!"

"Yes, the teacher said that the last person to reach the top so easily and gain the Holy Sword's recognition was Principal Greenwall, and you did it as soon as you arrived."

"Truly worthy of being the princess of the empire."

"What changes occur after gaining recognition? Will I gain special abilities?"

The surrounding classmates all gathered around to greet him.

Sia lowered her eyes, and this time she didn't adopt a cold or hard attitude, but simply said:
"I didn't feel anything special."

She turned her head and said, "Besides, it's just a game after all, and it can't be used as a standard to judge a person's ability."

Taylor looked at Sia as if deep in thought, then shook his head and said to everyone:

"Quiet down, let's go to the next location."

"Report."

At that moment, a low murmur rang out from the crowd.

Taylor looked over and saw that Caesar had raised his hand.

“Teacher, I want to give it a try,” Caesar said.

"Hurry up," Taylor said.

Caesar then began to walk toward the marble pyramid.

As everyone watched him walk up the steps, their gazes shifted from curiosity to astonishment.

This boy, who seemed to have no special characteristics other than being handsome and academically gifted, walked up to her with the same ease and comfort as Xia, as if he felt no pressure whatsoever.

Taylor paused for a moment, then narrowed his eyes.

"That's really surprising," Tess said, covering her mouth in surprise.

Caesar reached the top and stood on that small platform.

Actually, he wasn't interested in the holy sword at first, but when Sia held the sword and received permission, he clearly felt a familiar aura.

However, this sense of familiarity was very faint, and he couldn't be sure, which is why he wanted to come up and take a look.

At that moment, the deep black longsword with purple crack patterns stood before him, its cross-shaped blade standing still in the sunlight.

"I feel like I've seen this sword somewhere before," he thought, frowning slightly. After a moment's hesitation, he raised his hand and grasped the hilt.

Silence. Nothing happened.

What happened to Sia did not happen to Caesar.

"Why? He clearly made it to the top, yet he wasn't recognized by the Holy Sword?" someone asked in confusion.

“Such situations do occur, but they are rare,” Taylor said casually.

Caesar, gripping the hilt of the holy sword, suddenly widened his eyes. The next moment, he remembered something. "Damn it!"

His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately tried to release his grip on the sword hilt, but it was too late.

boom!
The purple cracks on the holy sword flashed for a moment, and the next second, a powerful force burst forth, causing a muffled rumble from the obsidian base below and the entire marble tower.

Everyone could see that a deep crack had appeared in the solid marble tower from top to bottom, splitting the entire tower in two.

What shocked them even more was what followed. They saw Caesar slowly turn around, holding half a sword in his hand.

Yes, half of it. This Holy Sword of Oran, the Sword of Courage, a major symbol of Saint Yaro Academy, is now shattered in Caesar's hands.
"Are you kidding me?"

"Those are artifacts from the academy!"

The crowd stared in disbelief, some of them their jaws agape.

"I knew I shouldn't have come up here."

Caesar wore a distressed expression, sighed inwardly, and then looked down at Taylor.

"Teacher, this..."

Taylor then realized what was happening and immediately said to Caesar, "Put it down slowly! Then get down right away!"

Caesar listened to him, slowly squatted down, placed the broken sword half on the platform, and then walked step by step down the tower.

As soon as they landed, Taylor immediately went forward, grabbed Caesar, pressed his shoulders and pulled him back a few steps, then examined his body from head to toe.

"Are you injured? Or do you feel any unusual physical condition?"

Caesar shook his head. "No, I didn't feel anything special."

Taylor breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Then he immediately asked seriously, "What did you do when you went up there?"

Caesar then shook his head: "No, I didn't do anything. I just gripped the hilt of the sword like Sia did just now, and then..."

He was telling the truth, and even if you used truth serum on him, you wouldn't find any flaws.

Then he tentatively asked, "The Holy Sword."

“Don’t worry, the academy will handle this; you don’t need to take responsibility,” Taylor said.

Not only is he not responsible, but if Caesar really did nothing and caused this accident, the Academy might have to give an explanation.

He stood up and said, "Everyone, leave here immediately. I'm going to report this to the academy."

Although the Holy Sword was tested by the Fein Magic Research Institute and confirmed to be completely safe before being placed here, it is, after all, a relic of the magical era, and there is no guarantee against all kinds of unforeseen events.

For example, in this case, the Holy Sword suddenly experienced a magical vibration, and something even more serious might happen afterward.

Due to unforeseen circumstances, the tour could not continue.

All the students walked out, staring at Caesar in astonishment.

"how did you do it?"

The blond Leon moved closer to Caesar and asked in surprise.

“Walk up there, then grasp the hilt.” Caesar’s lips twitched into a slight smile.

"Wow, I thought you weren't accepted when you held it and didn't react. Turns out you were holding back something big!" Leon exclaimed in surprise.

"Could it be that you are the chosen one?"

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Caesar turned his head and found that Sia was secretly watching him from behind. Their eyes met, and she immediately looked away.

What had just happened had given her quite a shock, and now she understood that this boy who had tried to get close to her was not as simple as she had imagined.

"But what does it have to do with me?" Xia thought to herself.

As Caesar turned his head, he also saw a dense, milky-white aura gathering at the top of the pyramid.
Sia wanted to quicken her pace to overtake Caesar, but she found that Caesar, who was walking in front of her, suddenly stopped. Then, he turned around abruptly and pounced on her.

It seems like a lot happened in an instant, but it's also possible that only one thing happened.

When the boy lunged at her, Xia was completely unprepared and was knocked to the ground, falling onto the cobblestone path.

The other person pressed heavily onto her, and the pain from the impact followed. When Xia recovered from the shock, she found herself pinned down by Caesar, her cheek pressed tightly against his chest.

"Are you OK?"

Caesar immediately propped himself up and asked.

But when he looked up again, he found that everything around him was quiet and nothing had happened.
Behind him, all the students and Mr. Taylor stared at him in disbelief.
A gust of wind blew by, carrying away a few fallen leaves from the poplar trees.

When he looked down, he saw the stunningly beautiful face beneath him, and the eyes adorned with a royal crown halo, and he was completely stunned.

(End of this chapter)