Alexander, who had heard of the many stories and rumors about the noble sons, understood that they were no different from anybody else.
They had those who were awkward, like Cael, those who were free-spirited like Ryan, those who upheld their noble beliefs like Nina, and, of course, there were also those with bad attitudes like the ones in front of him.
He did not like to use violence and would prefer to deal with this through conversation, but if they insist, he would need to educate them using force.
"And if I refuse?"
The noble student's smile stiffened. For a moment, none of the four spoke. They had expected Alexander to lower his head, apologize, or at least look nervous. They did not expect him to answer back so calmly.
The student standing at the front slowly narrowed his eyes. "Then we will have to teach you where you stand."
Alexander assessed the strength of the four present, and despite not knowing how many mantles they had, he did not feel like he could lose.
