To Jason, the two beast tides he experienced were still apparent and thanks to that, giving up was the last thing he would ever do.

As long as he survived, Jason would stand up once again, even if it would hurt like hell.

The official cultivation average of all humans was at the expert rank which included young, old, and ill people.

Nevertheless, if humanity fought together, it would be impossible for the beasts on the islands to fight back against the sheer masses of high-ranked humans.

Considering that not even some youths within the most prosperous school on Astrix dared to fight back against someone stronger than them indicated that humans would rather flee and save themselves instead of fighting against someone stronger.

In Jasons opinion, humans were extremely weak-willed and only thanks to strong-willed humans that dared to accept the heavy burden to lead humans, it was possible to survive the last 300 years after the mana breakout.

But even so, there was not a single individual reigning over mankind but multiple clans and families ruling over their own territory, trying to take control over more land in every possible way.

In the end that was also wrong in his opinion and it wasnt a rare occurrence for Jason to think about Shane and Dalias words, which seemed to become more important, the more he thought about them.

Even if Jason couldn't see himself as someone who ruled others, there was a need for a firm pillar in order to eradicate the threat beasts, and foreign races presented before they would even be able to focus on the permanent and temporary rifts within humanity's territories.

As long as someone held everything together to a certain extent, the more threatening foreign threats could be eradicated.

What happened after wasnt important in Jasons opinion as humanity should fight with their own problems with each other as long as they united against the foreign threats that were even more dangerous than their own race.

Maybe his train of thoughts was completely wrong and it was more important to force humanity into a treaty, but even if that happened, would that really change the problematic roots?

Not really, as the strong could do whatever they wanted to, and a mighty background could be considered a free pass for everything and Jason hated it.

Even though he didn't want to be some sort of Saint or even something remotely close, Shane and Dalia weren't wrong with the thought of a single ruler or pillar, humanity desperately needed.

While he was deep in thoughts, Seron was still looking around, chatting with Milo, who sat down next to the absent-minded Jason and it seemed like everything was normal like everyday as they didnt mind Jasons behavior.

They already considered it as normal because he seemed to be often absent-minded thinking about something far ahead, leaving them alone in the dark present time.

A few minutes passed and Jason only began to notice that something was amiss, as Seron hesitantly tipped on his shoulder.

Coming back to his senses, Jason realized the situation he was in and it seemed like he was really out of luck when he noticed the youth in front of him.

Sighing deeply he asked the inevitable question

"Do you want to challenge me or one of my friends?" without showing any kind of emotion, even though his heart skipped a beat after he completely scanned through the opposite youths mana core.

"If you're Jason Stella, I want to challenge you!" The youth said, smiling proudly, as his short blue hair shimmered in the sunlight which shone through the windows.

Seron, next to Jason wiggled around on his seat visibly uncomfortable and the youth stared at him with an arrogant smile which Seron could only accept reluctantly, as the youth turned around in order to walk towards the arena.

A quiet "I forfeit!" resounded through the arena section they were in and the blue-haired youth stopped in his tracks, only to look back to Jason with a shocked expression as he asked

"You what???" It was as if he couldn't hear Jason completely and he doubted his ears.

This annoyed Jason, as he knew his opposite clearly heard him.

Grinding his teeth he could only repeat his sentence "I said, I FORFEIT, are you deaf?!"

In the end, he wasn't able to hold back as he added a slight provocation at the end of his sentence

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Visibly enraged, the blue-haired youth's fair skin was suddenly enveloped in an extremely faint blue shimmering hue, as he stomped towards Jason, who could only look at the opposite youth as if he fell on his head immediately after birth.

"I won't repeat myself... You understood me!" Jason said as the surrounding students began to mock him due to his cowardice.

'If they only knew!' He thought sighing.

They didnt know what mana core rank the blue-haired youth was as it seemed like he learned a high-tiered concealment technique.

As such it was unknown what mana core rank the youth was.

Nevertheless, to be able to obtain and learn a concealment technique, ones background had to be high, even among nobles and Jason some slightly smarter students knew that.

Estimating the number of distributed concealment techniques on Astrix, there were most likely in the two-digits, while this number was drastically reduced to a single digit, if one were to pick out the young generation.

These students didn't laugh at Jason and only silently agreed to his decision because it could become extremely dangerous.

If they knew Jason could scan the mana core through the shallow concealment, their opinion might change but not with the current information Jason figured out about his opponent.

There were a few things he noticed.

First, he definitely knew Seron and his background, but that didn't hold him back in mocking him.

This indicated that the Gier family wouldn't do anything against this blue-haired youth.

The second important fact only Jason knew, was the blue-haired youth's mana core rank in addition to his elemental affinity with the additional amplification towards the youth's mana core size, which seemed to be extremely vast.

Concluding the provided information together, Jason tried to figure out who the youth in front of him was, but there was no answer in his mind.

Jason was still extremely calm, even though the youth in front of him tried to impress the surroundings with his overbearing voice.

However unfortunately for the youth was that the overbearing voice was completely nullified through Jason's golden eyes that shimmered lightly, reducing the mana within them by a minuscule amount, without him noticing.

"Congrats on obtaining a special combat class seat!" Jason said as he pulled Seron away from the group that formed around them due to the turmoil that attracted everyone's attention

The blue-haired youth couldn't believe what he saw and heard during the last minute, as he had never been treated like that and he was about to pursue Jason.

Suddenly, Jason noticed a familiar mana fluctuation next from the other side of the combat arena, as he took a glance toward the direction.

His eyes widened slightly and everything made sense.

Without further ado, Jason turned around.

"Is your family name Drake?"