"Battlefield 324, in our favor; with loss of 43 Kings, 13 Emperors, 3 Unranked Tyrants, 1 Elite Tyrant." "Preparing reinforcements to Battlefield 126," "Battlefield 29 Lost, Grimms advancing to the fort, preparing the evacuati…."

  Tens of sounds rang out in the command center, and nearly all of them were from the strategic assistants, the best strategic minds we have.

  Every decision needs the council's permission to go ahead, but the council did not focus on all battlefields.

  Their eyes are only focused on the Grandmaster class battlefields, and half of their conversations are silent. Not to mention, there are many invisible screens that are only visible to their eyes; those are the truly important battlefield that they could not let anyone know about.

  While all the people here are vetted, the council could not let them know everything that is happening on the battlefield. Many things needed to be kept confidential as Grimms have ways to take the information out of the mind of even an extremly loyal person.

  It had been only half an hour since I had come to this place but just seeing and listening to what was happening made me feel like my head was buzzing.

  I had to take some of my concentration back from my avatar so could I could focus properly on what was happening around me; even then, I am having a problem is processing all this information which is my forte.

  It seemed like this leadership program had more merit than I had throught.

  Time passed, and soon six hours passed, and now, I have got quite good at understanding what is happening around me. I could track hundreds of screens and conversations and actually understood what was happening.

  It is quite straining to be honest, and I wonder how the regular Tyrants would be able to do it without getting their brain friend. I am able to do it quickly because, because my soul is extremly powerful, to the level of Grandmasters.

  If it were not for that, even my data processing ability would not have been enough to process each and everything that was happening in the hall.

  The nine of us are quiet as a mouse; nobody has spoken a single word out though they are having quite a chatter through their soul network. The councils hadn't asked any questions. It is not surprising considering the first day is for the observation only; they would begin to involve us from tomorrow.

  I am more than happy with that fact; a day would be more than enough for me to acclimate with the working of here.

  Hun

  I was watching the screens and listening to the conversations around when I noticed little secretive movements.

  These seven people are looking at me sneakily before looking away and seeing they are making eye contact with each other looking sneakily at me; they seem to be discussing something about me.

  I wonder what it is; it would have been great if I could snoop into their soul network, but it is near impossible as it is created through the method of their inheritances and bloodlines and tapping into that is currently beyond my ability.

  Me sensing them having a soul network and knowing who's conversing who is already more than enough.

  "Grandmaster Micheal is it true you can help Grandmaster class breakthrough?" asked a woman beside me, who is none other than Danielle's daughter, Elowyn.

  "Where did you hear such thing, miss Elowyn?" I asked back with a big bright smile while I sighed inside. I knew this would happen, but I expected it would take some time before the news spread, but it seemed like I was wrong.

  "Everybody is talking about it," She replied with hope burning in her bright blue eyes, which are the exact copy of her mother's.

  Breaking into the Grandmaster class is a dream of every ambitious powerhouse, and even those talented pursue it with zeal. Even with great talent, one has to work hard to reach the Grandmaster class.

  "I am sorry to disappoint you, miss Elowyn, but I could not make anyone a Grandmaster with just a wave of my hand," I replied.

  I did not deny the possibility as there is no use; it will only make them come harder than me. So, answering this way is the only choice.

  These people are quite smart as they understood the meaning behind my words immediately.

  The hidden smiles have appeared on their faces, and I felt a headache; I am sure tomorrow, I will be getting more messages and calls from the higher-ups of their organizations than I did yesterday and today.

  Hun!

  I could see the questions building their eyes but was saved when one of the screens got bigger; seeing that, I couldn't help but take a sigh of relief and turn my focus on the Grandmaster class battle that had just begun.

  The changes in the screens happened when the big battles commenced; the biggest change occurred when Grandmasters were about to fight, like now.

  "Grandmaster Ervin is finally going to fight, but the enemy is tough; Orsae of Lightning Lion tribe is veteran of precious war and had killed a human Grandmaster before," said Jayden Star from Sky Saber.

  "This is going to be a tough battle; Grandmaster Ervin had a tough battle ahead of him," commented Serena from Silverstone academy.

  Everyone began to express their opinion; this was the second Grandmaster class battle in the day, but they did not get to see the last battle, as the council had hidden the screen.

  "Who do you think will win, Grandmaster Micheal?" asked Simon, the only Grandmaster in the group.

  "In purely Grandmaster level, it will be a tie," I said, surprising quite a lot of them. As most of them were had the opinion that Lightning Lionman would force Grandmaster Ervin to retreat.

  "As you all know, despite being the same level, Grandmaster Ervin is weaker than Lightning Lionman, who is famous for its powerful offensive. "

  "But the defensive methods of Grandmaster Ervin are uniquely suited against the lightning attacks, and I think he will manage to defend without retreat," I explained before they could be asked and focused on the battle.

  I need to study this battle, as Lightning Lionman has a Bloodline, and I plan to study every move of it. If it ever appeared in front of me, it would not take much time to gobble it up.