Chapitre 25: Healthy Competition
An average awakened person has attributes like strength and speed only slightly better than those of a normal person.
This factor gradually increases as a practitioner climbs up the magic ranks.
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The students in the class were just as appalled as Calley if not more.
After all, what they were witnessing was practically unheard of.
Someone in the same rank as them, someone who had awakened roughly around the same time they had, was moving so fast that they could only see blurs!
Just to what magnitude were his attributes enhanced?!
Didn't that also mean that as they all progressed he would also continue to be faster and stronger than them?!
Saul, the boy with dark blue hair and piercings on his ears had a very deep frown graved onto his face.
He was visibly shaken and not many things in this life could fluster him.
Never for a second had he thought that the redhead would stand a chance against Rozar.
Although Rozar's brain was not as developed as his physique, the brute was a monster in both close and ranged combat.
His unique law was a perfect combination of both attack and defence that made him a foe even he would think twice before offending.
'Wait, is that it?' Saul pondered to himself.
Was Rozar defeated because he hadn't been given a chance to use his law?
'No, that's not right. The new kid also didn't use his, right?'
'Damn it!' Saul cursed. He wasn't even sure! The whole damned thing had happened so fast!
Well, whatever had happened, law or no law, the redhead was dangerous.
Meanwhile, Hade looked down at Rozar who was still kneeling clutching his abdomen.
'Did I perhaps overdo it?' He wondered to himself.
Most importantly, did this mean that he was going to get punished?
Hade glanced at Professor Miller but judging from the thoughtful look on her face, she did not seem angry or disappointed.
'Guess that means no punishment for now,' He deduced.
Maybe there was some sort of lenience granted to first-time offenders.
Hade looked around the class to see that everyone's eyes were still glued to him. Some were staring at him with awe, others fear and others respect.
There was this other guy with shaggy brown hair and big round eyes who was glaring at him like he had murdered him in a past life or something.
'Just fucking great,' Hade cursed for the umpteenth time that day. He just had to go and make himself the centre of attention. So much for his plan to focus on his goals and keep a low profile.
Hade was about to go find another seat when suddenly, Rozar sprang back up with renewed vigour.
"And where do you think you're going?!" He roared, a manic grin spread across his face.
"Rozar that's enough," Professor Miller finally intervened.
"Don't worry professor!" Rozar declared as he wiped the blood off his mouth, "I just want to let my friend here know that I accept his challenge."
The students in the class immediately exchanged curious looks with their desk mates. "Challenge, what challenge? I didn't hear any challenge."
Meanwhile, Hade remained staring nonchalantly at the robust teenager. He wasn't scared of him.
Instead of lashing out, Rozar seemed rather pleased with his indifference.
"I thought that my biggest competitors in this class were going to be that elitist aristocrat or even perhaps that other guy with the dog-like hair.
"Turns out I was wrong, it's you. You're the guy I will have to defeat to become the best at this School!"
Rozar looked expectantly at Hade as if anticipating some sort of reciprocal that he was accepting his challenge.
Well, that was not happening any time soon. Hade did not feel obliged to start some stupid rivalry with this guy. After all, he had his own goals to accomplish at this school.
Unfortunately, Rozar did not seem to take the hint.
What followed next was a lengthy awkward silence within the class during which neither party said anything.
"OK!" Calley interjected. "Hade and Rozar, why don't you two take your seats so that we can begin our last session for the day?"
"You can take my seat! You earned it!" Rozar proclaimed for all to hear. "But don't you dare think that you'll have it forever. I'll never give up on Aliandra!" He shouted unabashedly.
'Who?'
Finally, Hade looked at the person sitting next to the chair that had caused all this mayhem- a beautiful girl with stunning silver hair and gorgeous violet eyes.
The girl's cheeks reddened when they made eye contact and for a few seconds, Hade was dazed. When he finally turned his attention back to Rozar, the stocky teenager looked like he wanted to cry.
'Seriously?!' Hade exclaimed in his head. 'All this was for a girl?'
His eyebrows twitched. The only reason he had even picked the seat was because the girl had looked like the nicest person in the class.
Who knew it'd bring about so much unnecessary hassle?
Hade sighed exasperatedly to himself before trudging his way to the back of the classroom. He picked a seat that was just in front of the weird goth twins.
Meanwhile, Rozar as well as the rest of the students in the class were confused. Didn't the redhead want to sit next to Aliandra after all?
Not at all displeased by the outcome, Rozar shrugged as he shamelessly retained his seat next to his goddess. Who was he to question the work of the gods?
Aliandra looked worriedly to the back of the class where Hade, now seated comfortably, was once again staring boredly into space.
'Did I do something wrong?' She wondered to herself.
She needn't have troubled herself. Hade was already planning the list of tasks he had to accomplish during his stay at the First Imperial School.
At the same time, Calley couldn't help but be fascinated by her new student. He was clearly a very mysterious and complex character.
She found it amusing how he was either ignoring or simply not aware of the students who were distancing their chairs and desks from him.
'What an interesting individual,' Calley thought to herself but now that she thought about it, how could anyone from 'that' family be a simple person?
Also, it seemed that she had been worried for nothing.
Calley could feel that the competitive spirit in her class had only soared since Hade's arrival, and this was especially true among her top students.
Dorian, the boy with the dog-like hair Rozar had mentioned earlier, kept sending disturbing glares Hade's way which the latter was trying by all means to ignore.
Calley knew that in the long run, this competitiveness would prove instrumental in nurturing and pushing her students to their utmost limits.
Once he was done planning for the future, Hade turned his attention to the front of the class where Professor Miller finally began her lecture on the History of Magic.
Although the loli professor tried to make the lesson enjoyable, he soon dozed off.
From Harlston to Salancans and from Salancans to the Imperial City, it had been a long day.
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