The Legendary Mage novel Chapter 46

Celesse, however, paid little heed to his courtesy and did not even glance his way as she walked past him to stand beside Alavin.

Carlys winked slyly. "Master Alavin, good tidings await."

Celesse stood openly by Alavin's side, facing Galos. "In one month, here in the arena, and three sprigs of Pearlwort at stake, I shall preside over your bout with justice."

The crowd was abuzz, incredulous at Celesse's declaration, their eyes darting between her and Alavin.

The Cobalt Strike was well aware of Celesse's favor toward Alavin. Yet, her public support in such a manner was astonishing, especially as she solidified her position as the preeminent Golden Protégé.

Shock and envy mingled in their hearts.

Yet one thing was certain, the upcoming martial contest would be spectacular. The seldom-seen Celesse would be officiating a match personally for the first time, a historic event that would draw countless apprentices as spectators.

Some, however, were puzzled. Was Celesse bolstering Alavin, or dooming him? Wasn’t she pressuring Alavin?

Galos looked intensly at Alavin and Celesse, his smile unwavering. "With Lady Celesse presiding, the contest will surely be magnificent. I vow to deliver a perfect duel for all to witness."

Between their words, a veneer of politeness thinly veiled the harshness within. A Novice Mage of Stage VII exerting full effort was not something a mere Stage III Protégé could withstand. Galos was no common mercenary or solitary practitioner, nor just any ordinary apprentice; he was an Elite Protégé, a chosen pupil of the Grand Elder of the Cobalt Strike.

After Alavin and his companions departed, many Protégés gathered at the steps, gazing longingly at the backs of Alavin and Celesse. They all envied the young man's good fortune to be favored by Celesse. Throughout the realms of Cobalt Strike, Alavin was likely the only male Protégé who could approach Celesse so closely. Yet, within their envy lay pity, for his status as a servant limited everything for him.