Date 21 Mar 2321
Time 8:30
Location Sky Blossom City, Lion Cubs High School, Principal's Office.
"Welcome student Wyatt, Congratulations on contracting a silver grimoire."
Being welcomed by the principal himself, I seem to have underestimated the prestige of silver grimoire.
"Thank you, principal, I thought there was no time for an orphan in this school. I better start looking into other options."
Hearing my words, the bald head of teacher Wang started sweating profusely. The principal glared at him and said, "teacher Wang, why don't you go on that vacation you have been asking for?"
Wang knew the principal was getting rid of him politely, which class teacher goes on a vacation with the final exams nearing. But he would not go down without a fight, "Sir, vacation can wait. The finals are fast approaching, the students need me here."
"Oh! You don't have to worry about that, the new intern, what's her name? K-kate...Kathy, she will fill in your shoes."
"Isn't it a bit too much responsibility for an intern? Sir."
"She has a double degree and one of those fancy PhD I think she should be able to handle the responsibility. Teacher Wang, are you telling me how to do my job?"
"No! Sir! I was just looking out for my class. Thank you for the vacation, I will be taking my leave, sir."
Watching Wang leave hurriedly I felt satisfied I did not care what was going to happen to him? Because I think he deserves it all.
After Wang left the office, Andrea Johnson became serious and said, "Student Wyatt, Lion Cub High School is among the top three high schools in Sky Blossom city. There are not a lot of options for you out there. How about continuing in Lion Cub High?
"Guess I don't have much of an option I can only continue studying here. I don't understand principal, why me? I mean even though contracting a silver grimoire is rare, I bet there must be 1-2 other students who contracted silver grimoire?"
"I see you are not clouded by ignorance and pride of contracting a silver grimoire. This makes it easier for me.
The other students with silver grimoire belong to prominent families and they will not register for college through our school but under their family name.
As for you, you are an orphan with no background, you have no other option than to register through high school.
The special treatment because I want the high school you use to register to be our Lion Cub high.
Doing this will give me a promotion and increase government fundings and attract more donations for the school.
As for you, all though I can not offer you much I will make sure to make you the top priority of the special class.
What do you think?"
"I accept, what is this special class all about?" The principal did not bother hiding his intentions so I did not hesitate to accept his offer.
"Good, special class is for all the card students of senior year. A group of Card Soldier teachers will be guiding and teaching the class about cardfight and card creation.
And even escort the class to clear G-rank and F-rank field dungeons. This is to prepare students for real combat which is an important test subject in the college entrance exam."
"Just field dungeons?"
"Kid don't push it. Do you know how much it costs to book a complete field dungeon for a day? Even though most of it is government-funded we still have to settle 30% of the total cost and these low-level dungeons are more than enough for you rookie card students."
It seems I will be attending the school more often.
"When will the special classes start?"
"Within a week I will inform you?"
"Okay, then I will take my leave."
"Attend the class, maybe you will like your new class teacher."
"Sure, I will give it a try."
…
Leaving the principal's office I went to the class.
As I entered the classroom the babbling classroom quietened, nearing my seat I knew why? My desk was thrashed and vandalised.
The whole class acted as if they didn't see anything and acted as if they were busy with their work. But I could hear their chuckles.
This incident was not new to young Wyatt, it would happen twice or thrice every week of his orphan life. With no one to watch out for him, he could only endure it.
I wasn't young Wyatt or helpless, walking up to the boy enjoying this prank the most I said, " get out I will be taking this seat."
Hearing me the chuckles quietened and the whole class looked at me as if I was a fool.
Jason Saget, the class's top bully and delinquent. He treated young Wyatt as his slave and atm. I did not care who vandalised my desk? I was happy I got a chance to mess up this twerp.
"What was that twerp? Did you lose your screws or what? As Jason said that a bronze light shone over his body.
"Don't make me repeat myself!" I said as a silver light shone on my body.
"You…!"
Before Jason could spout any more nonsense, I made a fist and slammed it hard on Jason's nose. My fist hurt but seeing the blood flowing from Jason's nose the pain went numb.
Taking advantage of his muddled state I grab hold of his hair, pulling his head down, I slam my knee into his face. Jason's nose broke completely and blood poured out like crazy.
And then I tow him off of his chair by his hair and threw him on the floor. Jason fainted under the pain while blood filled his nose and mouth making it harder for him to breathe.
The whole class's mind went blank seeing my brutality towards Jason. But they were more shocked to see the silver light that shone on me. They finally realised that the rumour about Wyatt contracting a silver grimoire was true.
Giving the class a few seconds to soak in the shock I sat down on Jason's seat. Then looking around the class with the abyssal bear aura oozing out of me I shouted, "stand up you X X. You vandals have lost the right to be seated."
The muddled students did not know what to do other than standing up under the pressure of the intimidating aura.
Seeing them all stand in their places I nodded in satisfaction. But there are always few people who push their luck.
The class leader looked at me said, "classmate Wyatt isn't this going too far?"
Seeing her other people started to form an opinion but did not voice out due to fear. But some were courageous enough to ask me "isn't this too much Wyatt, don't get arrogant just because you contracted your parents Silver grimoire."
Putting aside the class leader, the two who spoke just now were average students who were not special enough to stand out in any crowd. Yet they were courageous enough to bring up young Wyatt's parents.
Was it because they felt strength in numbers, Nah!
Looking at their eyes I understood what fueled their courage it was jealousy. They were jealous of young Wyatt having silver rank card apprentice parents to leave him silver grimoires.
They thought if Wyatt can contract a Silver grimoire then how hard can it be to break the limit and contract a silver grimoire.
They envied Wyatt for having a silver grimoire to contract with and thought If they had a silver grimoire they would also contract it with ease.
This envy and jealousy fueled their foolishness to bring up young Wyatt's dead parents in front of me.
I got up from the seat and walked to them, I could see them tremble under abyssal bear aura as I neared them.
"What do you want to do?"
They asked while the rest of the class watched just like when young Wyatt was bullied.
Standing in front of the two I balled both of my hands into fists and slammed each one into their throats, if not for me holding back I would have crushed their windpipes.
Both of them fell to their knees holding their throats and gasping for breath. The rest of the class gasped in fright and stood quietly swallowing all their opinions.
I looked at the class leader and said "it's your lucky day I am in no mood to hurt a girl today." Then I retired to Jason's seat and sat comfortably.
The whole class was quiet except for the sound of the two idiots gasping and coughing vigorously and the sound of Jason choking on his own blood.
Feeling annoyed by the sound I instructed three boys to send these morons to the school infirmary.
Young Wyatt's remnant wanted justice but it's hard to get justice for a dead person who is still alive in the eyes of the world, so I went with vengeance instead it was fun and easier.
I could have chosen to be morally better than these delinquents but why should I choose to be better and understanding than them? it's too tiring! Who cares about moral high ground when you can have fun wrestling in the mud.
It was already 15 mins and yet no teacher showed up losing my patience I decided to go to the association mall to manufacture more cards.
Before walking out of the class I warned the class, "you will take all lessons standing today. If you dare to sit I will know. How? Because there is a snitch among you guys. There is always a snitch."
…
Date 21 Mar 2321
Time 9:25
Location Sky Blossom City, Lion Cubs High School.
Descending the stairs of School I remembered that a bunch of delinquents liked to spend their time behind the School Gym smoking, eating tobacco while doing weird and stupid stuff.
That bunch could be considered Jason's acquaintance. These guys milked young Wyatt like a cow for money.
With no parents or guardians and being of legal adult age, young Wyatt had full control over his finances and he had a lot of it, enough for a mortal family to live carefree for their lifetime.
Having no other way and since no one is stopping him Wyatt spent money to save his ass from being bullied and it was more of a short term solution than a long term one.
But young Wyatt did not consider one thing that he seemed to be just fueling their greed. These delinquents just got greedier and did not care where the money came from as long as they got it.
And when young Wyatt lost all his money in a scam the situation took the worst possible turn. Not getting their daily money the bullying just turned into assault and violence.
These fu<kers started leaving burn marks on young Wyatt's covered part of the body with tobacco butts and used him as a combat dummy to try their stupid stunts, young Wyatt end up in the school infirmary in the past few weeks more than in his entire life.
Since the Healer used healing cards which were enough to treat flesh wounds without checking the patient they never knew what Wyatt had been through.
Because of this, there was no evidence of the delinquents cruel act left and they got fresh flesh to canvas on again.
These past few weeks were the most painful, humiliating, mind-numbing experience of young Wyatt's life.
Yet he still went to school because that was the only way he could get into a good college and fulfil his parent's dream of him being ranked in the Card Apprentice Championship.
But every mind has a breaking point which Young Wyatt had crossed four days ago leading to him attempting suicide.
The more I went through these memories the more enraged I was, as I realised that Wyatt may be a nerd when it comes to cards and grimoires but he was a sunny good-hearted boy who did not deserve this. I finally thought justice was not enough vengeance had to be achieved.
These morons don't get to just walk away with it. Some would argue they were just children and did not know better. To them, I had only this to say 'go X X yourself'.
Changing my route I headed to the school gym, but to my disappointment, nobody was there.
It's at this moment I question myself, what am I doing? Who am I to judge these delinquents? It's one thing to punish those that came seeking trouble but to find trouble myself I am no less of a monster, than them.
I think I have taken this whole vengeance thing personally. It didn't seem like vengeance anymore it was like I was the strong one was bullying the weak. What's up with me?
I almost crushed two students windpipes just because they voiced their opinion, they had not wronged young Wyatt in any way yet why was I cruel to them.
I did not understand where my hatred and anger stemmed from? but it had to go! I wasn't being myself, to think I would actively be seeking out people to hurt.
Don't get me wrong I don't regret breaking Jason's nose or even punching students in their throats. I just don't want to be a person who is headstrong and impulsive trying to punch his way out of every problem he faces.
Disgusted with what I was doing? who I had become! I decided to bottle all my feelings and walk it off. I had to stop letting my rage direct me and start acting my mental age.
I guess that today is the delinquents lucky day, but fate seemed to have different plans, as I was thinking about leaving, 4 students with messy hair and shabby dress walked by.
"Hey, look who's here?"
"It's our cash cow, Wyatt. Did you finally change your mind and decided to stop resisting?"
"Sharing is good, say buddy could you lend us some money. We are bored eating in the school canteen, it would be good to have lunch outside for a change."
"Yes! Yes! Let's go to uncle cheng's he makes the best bbq and cheap."
Hearing these cu*ts there was a tremor in my soul, it originated from the remnant fear of young Wyatt. Even though young Wyatt's soul passed away his remnant resentment, hate, fear, rage etc was left behind in this body for me. No wonder my emotions overpowered my judgement.
The four delinquents surrounded me as they tried to extrude money from me.
In a rage, I balled my hands into fists and shouted "you beggers ain't getting a shit from me."
With that, I summoned my grimoire and went total berserk on them. To my surprise, all four of them had advanced to card students and officially became card apprentices.
But they were a bit lacking in the skill/item card department after all four of them had a humble background and their families pockets were nearly empty sending them to a good private high school.
With no prior training and useless cards, these four were worse than the three goons from Zhang Mercenary.
Within a few seconds, they all kneeled on the ground trembling in fear with bruises all over their body.
"Wyatt, we are part of Bright Lions?"
One of the goons shouted as if it was supposed to mean something to me.
"Bright Lions? Never heard of it."
"This school comes under Bright Lions territory, as of yesterday."
"And we are part of Bright Lions, they will avenge us."
I was running out of patients, and these clowns kept spouting nonsense Bright Lions that! Bright Lion this!
So I punched the loudest one in the face. Learning the lesson they went quiet.
"Don't waste my time, answer when asked?"
I looked at the stout one and asked" who are these Bright Lions? Some kind of local gang or mercenaries."
"No, Bright Lions are a student gang consisting of almost all the card apprentices in our Lion Cub high, led by the Bright families Bright brothers trio. Within a day they united all of us card apprentices and established this gang yesterday claiming Lion Cub high as Bright Lion gang territory."
Turns out all this build-up for a bunch of students playing a gangster.
"How many people are there in this gang?"
"As of now 22 including the Bright Brothers trio. Pretty soon many will join us."
"How many card apprentices are there in senior year?"
"157 registered as for the rest yet to register we don't know."
"Wow you guys are weak in math, 22 is no way near 157, Your parents should be proud. You got cigarettes on you?"
"Yes! Yes! …" all four of them took out a pack of cigarettes hurriedly.
"Okay take one each and throw the remaining ones here."
The delinquents each took one and threw the rest of the pack at my foot.
"Now sit in a circle with your back facing each other."
Under the intimidating aura of abyssal bear, they did as I asked them to.
"Remove your shirts, light the smoke and show me your best masterpiece yet on your friends back. You guys should be pro in this since you had enough practice on me. Failure to do so I will start breaking your limbs one by one. Don't make me repeat myself."
Soon painful moans started to sound from behind the gym building.
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