I'm Trapped Inside a Prince as the Most Powerful Entity
Chapter 141: A Change in Command

Chapter 141: A Change in Command

The Principal spoke again. And this time his voice was even harsher.

It was no longer just a display of authority. It was now an active aggressive force.

It crackled with immense power. It was a sonic boom that seemed to physically press down on every single student in the auditorium. "I asked you a question!" he roared. His voice was a tempest of raw magical energy.

It was directed solely and unequivocally at Eric. "What were you thinking when you took such a step?! Answer me!"

Eric his face slick with a cold sweat that plastered his hair to his forehead his body trembling uncontrollably under the immense crushing pressure finally reached his breaking point.

The pain was excruciating.

It was a physical manifestation a real feeling of the immense magical force bearing down on him.

His lungs burned. His vision swam. And his mind overwhelmed by sheer terror and a profound sense of injustice began to shut down.

He couldn’t take it anymore. He gave up.

System Window, he pleaded his consciousness a single desperate silent scream in the chaotic confines of his mind. You created this entire mess! This was your doing when you declared a new group! So you fix it! I can’t do this!

The moment the thought formed the instant he surrendered his will Eric’s eyes which had been wide with terror just a moment before fluttered and closed. His head slumped forward.

His consciousness receded like a tide. It was pulled away by an invisible merciful force. It left an empty vessel a body without a pilot in its place.

The Principal watching from the stage saw Eric’s eyes close and his body go limp. He interpreted it as a final undeniable confirmation of his suspicions.

The boy had fainted or simply given up.

He had collapsed under a pressure that while significant a true prodigy should have been able to withstand. It was a clear unambiguous sign of weakness.

The Principal was now thoroughly convinced that this Eric was not a powerful hidden talent.

He was merely a weak ordinary boy who through some strange twist of fate or a momentary uncharacteristic lapse in the Emperor’s judgment had been given a title and a reputation he did not deserve.

The Emperor had been mistaken after all.

Satisfied that his test had yielded a conclusive, the Principal began to retract his power. He started to draw the immense oppressive pressure that saturated the hall back into himself.

But then just as the crushing weight began to lift from the students something happened.

A small almost imperceptible flicker of electricity a tiny blue spark danced across the surface of Eric’s skin.

It was followed by another and then another.

A cascade of miniature lightning bolts traced their way over his arms and neck.

The Principal who was in the very process of retracting his own power felt this new energy flare into existence.

He stopped his actions. His eyes widened in surprise.

The high-level and mid-level professors on the stage also saw it.

Their professional composure momentarily broke as they stared in disbelief.

Everyone’s attention which had begun to waver as the perceived "test" concluded snapped back to Eric. It came with a new intense and bewildered focus.

Adam had taken control.

Eric’s head which had slumped forward in defeat slowly almost mechanically lifted.

His eyes which had been closed snapped open.

And from those eyes which were no longer the frightened uncertain eyes of Eric but the cold and utterly confident eyes of Adam a new and immense power erupted.

It was a force just as vast just as overwhelming as the one the Principal had been releasing moments before.

Adam’s power surged outwards. It was not an indiscriminate oppressive weight upon all the students. It was a focused irresistible wave of pure force.

It did not target the students in the hall. Instead it instantly pushed back against the Principal’s aura. It didn’t just neutralize the Principal’s power it aggressively drove it back.

It cornered the old man’s power against the elevated platform where he stood. Where the two immense powers—the Principal’s majestic authoritative aura and Adam’s raw untamed force—collided at the edge of the stage the very air seemed to crackle and burn.

Tiny brilliant sparks of raw energy like miniature lightning bolts of gold and blue danced and fizzled violently in the space between them.

The oppressive weight that had been crushing all the students for the past few moments vanished instantly. It was as if it had never been there.

Adam’s power was not directed at them. Its sole focused purpose was to counter and utterly dominate the Principal’s aura.

Adam now in full control of Eric’s body rose slowly from his seat. He stood tall. His posture was relaxed. His expression was calm almost disdainful as he looked up at the stage at the stunned Principal.

"You asked me," he said his voice now deeper more resonant than Eric’s had been. It was a voice that carried an inherent ancient authority that Eric’s could never possess.

"You asked me how I dared to take such a step as to form a new group." His words echoed through the now completely silent utterly stunned auditorium.

All the students their breathing now easy their bodies free from the immense pressure stared at him.

They looked on with a mixture of profound shock and a dawning terrifying awe. This was not the same boy who had been trembling in his seat just moments ago. The transformation was absolute and undeniable.

The Principal himself was genuinely astonished his face a mask of disbelief.

The professors on the stage looked at Adam with wide incredulous eyes. Their minds were struggling to comprehend the sudden dramatic shift in power.

Monica who had so recently and so easily defeated Eric in a sparring match now stared at him. She was unable to believe what she was seeing.

This couldn’t be the same weak boy she had fought in the garden. It was impossible.

Only Alina watching from her seat understood. A look of sad resignation crossed her face as the pieces fell into place.

Now she knew what had happened Yesterday.

Adam opened his mouth again.

His cold unwavering gaze was fixed on the stunned Principal on the stage. His voice rang with an absolute irrefutable truth that seemed to shake the very foundations of the hall.

"Because I have the power to do so," he declared. Each word was a hammer blow of indisputable fact. "That is why I can."