Chapter 69: An Exam and Ancient Art

His footsteps clicked on the marble floor of the association; his hands slightly sweaty. Even if he was confident, being tested was still anxiety-striking. Arthur peered into the hall he reached, seeing people of all ages sitting inside waiting.

They each carried a box or a backpack, and so did Arthur. He knocked, making the whole room turn to him, before letting himself in. It was a habit to knock when one entered, one he picked up in kindergarten. He sat on the seat as he waited nervously.1

This worry appeared when he was called for a test at the Runes Association for his Runic Bracelet. He was confident about his ability to draw runes; he just wasn’t confident about his ability to hide how he did it.7