Chapitre 11: In this world, he was an oddball.
While Klein was venturing inside the Land of Trial, something completely different happened in the academy.
Many students gathered on the long pathway connecting from the iron gate to the academy's palatial main building.
Upperclassmen could be seen actively recruiting freshmen students to join their clubs.
A graceful student, wearing a brown robe over her academy uniform, spoke warmly. "If you have healing magical talents, you're welcome to join our Magical Cleric Club!"
Some students glanced at her, but most didn't show any sign of approaching. Healing talents were rare after all, so it was understandable if only a few showed interest.
Amidst the crowd, a sudden yell startled all the students nearby.
"MUSCLE!"
A thunderous voice echoed and drew the attention of all the students around. But what the hell was he shouting about? Muscle? Who is the freak who'd shout that?
Curious, they searched for the owner of the voice and saw a guy flexing his muscles.
"The epitome of power is muscle. Muscle is everything in the world! Muscle is the lord! Come join our Lord Muscle Club and protect the world with your muscles!"
All hail lord muscle! All hail lord muscle! All hail lord muscle!
His companions chanted in unison.
Most of the students looked dumbfounded before shaking their heads and backed away. They thought that it was dangerous when this group increased in number. They asked themselves if this was really a club or a cult of crazy people.
"Hooho!"
A haughty laugh was heard and everyone turned around. A flashy senior student with a red rose in his hand approached a cute freshman student.
"Young leaf, do you believe in love at first sight?"
"Eh?" The cute freshman student gawked at his sudden approach.
Seeing her stunned face, he continued with his speech. "I feel that fate allows us to stumble at each other. Is this what is called destiny?"
"…."
This time not only the cute student but also the other students around showed a deadpan expression. However, that didn't lower the flashy senior's determination. Without minding their expression, he went on with his flashy speech while brushing up his blonde hair.
"I see in you the dazzling energy that surrounds you. With you and me in the Elegant Mage Club, we can strive for a more colorful and beautiful future."
Recruiting is like courtship, you have to show the beauty of your desire and appreciate the beauty of your target. In short, you have to be Romantic!
The cute freshman student's eyes sparkled. "Senior, my magical talents are not suitable for a mage because my innate magical talent is more suitable for assassination."
Her cutesy expression suddenly disappeared and a cold aura revealed.
"…"
The flashy senior student fell silent and stepped back out of a sudden, and then he asked inwardly.
Assassination?
He didn't like assassins. They are very ruthless. There is no beauty to be found in the way they fight.
The senior student suddenly lost interest.
"Ahaha, it seems destiny is not always on the right track— like a fallen leaf carried by the wind, instead of falling on the ground beneath the tree, it fell on the swamp nearby. Let's move in our separate ways, junior!" He retreated in haste while leaving those words, looking for a new target.
Everyone chuckled at his reaction.
These are just some of the events at the academy today.
This day marks the first month of the first semester of the year. This is also the designated day for clubs to recruit new students to join their clubs. Their targets were of course the new students.
A handsome tall student with black hair walked by. When the students saw him, there were immediate murmurs around.
"Isn't he the rumored commoner?" A female freshman student pointed at him.
Her companion nodded. "Yes, he is. I heard he beat the duke's son in the duel arena."
"I heard about that too."
"Wait, what is his name again?"
"I think it's Ray Silver."
"No noble families with that name, so he's truly a commoner," said the male student who had just been listening to the two companions a while ago, but now he seemed intrigued by it.
"I told you."
"I'm not siding with the duke's son, but why did the academy allow a commoner to enter this prestigious academy? Aren't you surprised?" Said the second female student.
"You're right. Even I can't believe the academy's decision!" The other female student said with an annoyed expression on her face.
"This guy, I don't like his aloft airs," said the male student without hiding his irritation. He didn't like the way Ray strode in front of the crowd as if he was a big shot in the academy. "He is so pretentious."
He believed this commoner's self-esteem had soared high after defeating the duke's incompetent son. Who is Klein Dorolt? Aside from being the son of a duke, there was nothing noble about him. He is a weakling with a trashy attitude. Beating him does not equate to any good achievement.
It looked like he needed to teach this Ray a lesson to get rid of his aloft airs. A commoner like him has no right to feel so high and mighty in the academy.
"Hey, Aldwin Reigner, where are you going?" The female student suddenly shouted when she saw her companion, the red-haired youth, walking towards the commoner.
Aldwin didn't reply and continued moving forward.
He, the promising son of Adolf Reigner, the mighty general of the Kingdom of Ashdown, will remind the commoner Ray of his worth in the academy.
When he was a few steps away from Ray, he heard a voice from behind.
"Stop," said the voice while tugging on his shoulder.
Who the hell is this presumptuous person who dared to stop him? Aldwin was angered.
With knitted brows, he shot a glare behind him. However, as soon as he saw the other party, the frown on his face disappeared completely as though there wasn't even one there before.
A grey-haired senior student wearing eyeglasses, and with his trademark black robe hanging on his shoulders. This person is no other than…
'Disciplinary Vice Chairman Edward Grunt!' Aldwin Reigner exclaimed in mind.
He wasn't alone, some members of the disciplinary team were along with him. Looked like they were here to ensure peace and order for the current event.
"Disciplinary Vice Chairman Edward Grunt, are you defending that commoner?" Aldwin Reigner pointed in Ray's direction.
"Before saying that, think about what you're going to do first."
"What do you mean?"
"Look at his robe," Vice Chairman Edward said.
When Aldwin Reigner looked again at Ray, he noticed he was wearing a white and gold robe over his academy uniform. On top of that, he noticed the emblem on its shoulder.
"Royal Chivalric?"
Aldwin Reigner muttered with a face that couldn't believe.
"That's right. He's in the princess' protection. Or are you willing to confront the princess?"
Aldwin's face lost color.
Ray also noticed the commotion, but he just glanced before proceeding. He couldn't care less about these nobles. He wasn't fond of them just like they weren't fond of him.
These nobles act like god and in fact half of them will lose their lives when the first catastrophe arrives.
In this world, he was an oddball.
He wasn't an original inhabitant of this world. However, he had the cheat knowledge. He knows the plot of this world. After all, this world, is the world of manhua he used to read back on his previous world.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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