Last Wizard King's SSS-Level Magic system in Modern World-Chapter 147: Not Refuse- Part 2

As Liam walked toward his home, he nearly bumped into Bianca at the entrance. She seemed surprised to see him, her usual confident demeanor slightly dampened by something.

She hesitated before speaking, looking almost... bashful?

"Liam. I was wondering if you’d be interested in partnering up for the tournament. I think we’d make a great team."

She started, shifting on her feet.

Liam blinked, caught off guard by the offer. He respected Bianca’s skills, but he had already committed elsewhere.

"Sorry, Bianca. I already made arrangements for the tournament"

He said, shaking his head.

Bianca looked only mildly disappointed but quickly recovered, tilting her head curiously.

"Really? Who did you sign with?"

Liam saw no reason to hide it.

"The Emperor Guild."

The moment the words left his mouth, he noticed Bianca’s entire expression shift. Her lips parted slightly in surprise before she quickly closed them.

Instead of reacting with admiration or curiosity, her expression softened into something else—pity.

"Good luck."

She said simply, nodding at him before turning to leave.

Liam frowned, his instincts immediately on high alert.

"Wait. Why do you look so... sorry for me?"

Bianca hesitated again before sighing.

"You’ll find out soon enough. Just be careful, Liam."

She left before he could press for more answers, leaving him standing there with more questions than before.

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The moment Liam stepped into the academy grounds the next morning, he knew something was off. Whispers spread like wildfire, and everywhere he walked, students stole glances at him before quickly turning away.

At first, he thought it was just the usual tournament hype, but the moment he overheard someone mention the Emperor Guild, he realized the real reason.

"Did you hear? That guy actually got into Emperor Guild..."

"No way! They only accept the best of the best! Why would they take him?"

"I heard they’re ruthless! If he messes up even once, he’s done for."

"They say once you’re in, there’s no leaving."

Liam exhaled sharply, feeling a headache coming on. So that’s why Bianca had looked at him with pity.

The Emperor Guild wasn’t just prestigious—it was notorious.

It was a guild with a brutal reputation, known for its cutthroat methods and high expectations. Their members were powerful, but their training and expectations were relentless.

Liam had unintentionally stepped into a hornet’s nest.

Determined to avoid any unnecessary attention, he kept his head down and made his way toward his first class.

He was already stuck in this contract with Victor, so there was no backing out now. The best thing he could do was keep quiet, avoid trouble, and focus on the tournament.

At least, that was the plan.

But with the entire academy buzzing about his sudden affiliation with the Emperor Guild, it was clear that keeping a low profile was going to be impossible.

Liam could feel the weight of the stares on him as he walked through the academy halls.

His name was being whispered at every corner, and no matter how much he tried to ignore it, it was impossible to escape the murmurs surrounding his sudden association with the Emperor Guild.

It wasn’t just idle gossip either—some students were outright glaring at him. Others looked at him with envy, while a few seemed skeptical, as if they were waiting for him to fail.

"Tch, just because he got in doesn’t mean he deserves it."

"I bet they’ll kick him out before the tournament even starts."

"I heard people who don’t meet their standards just... disappear."

Liam rolled his eyes. He wasn’t surprised by the rumors, but he also wasn’t interested in entertaining them.

He had no intention of sticking around in Emperor Guild longer than necessary. This was just a temporary arrangement—once the tournament was over, he would be free.

Or at least, that’s what he hoped.

As he reached his classroom, Liam noticed someone waiting outside for him. A tall, broad-shouldered young man with sharp blue eyes and a cold expression.

Elias Varen.

One of the strongest students in the academy and the current top contender for the tournament. He was also rumored to have connections to the Emperor Guild, which made Liam wary.

"You! Come with me."

Elias said, his voice as sharp as his gaze.

Liam sighed but didn’t argue. He followed Elias down the hall, away from the crowd, until they reached an empty training room.

Elias shut the door behind them and turned to face Liam, arms crossed.

"What the hell are you thinking?"

Liam raised an eyebrow.

"I’m not sure what you mean."

"Don’t play dumb. You signed a contract with Victor and tied yourself to the Emperor Guild. Do you even know what you’ve done?" freeweɓnøvel~com

Elias snapped.

Liam crossed his arms.

"I know that I got myself access to an high-class dungeon, which is more than I can say for most people here."

Elias narrowed his eyes.

"You don’t get it. The Emperor Guild doesn’t let people go. You think this contract is just for the tournament? Think again. They’re testing you, Liam. If they see potential, they’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you stay."

Liam’s fingers twitched slightly. He had suspected as much, but hearing it confirmed was... unsettling.

Elias stepped closer, his voice low and serious.

"If you don’t want to be trapped under them, then you’d better make sure you don’t stand out in this tournament. Lose early. Make them think you’re not worth the effort."

Liam frowned.

"And what if I don’t want to throw the tournament?"

Elias stared at him for a moment before sighing.

"Then you’d better be prepared for what comes next."

He turned to leave, pausing at the door.

"This is your only warning. Don’t say I didn’t try to help you."

Liam watched him go, his mind racing.

He wasn’t the type to back down from a challenge. But this was starting to look like more than he had bargained for.

’Dark it Victor! You always bring me trouble! Why can’t you be helpful for once?’

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