"He's much stronger and more ruthless than I thought!"
Relaxing on her chair while observing the ongoing fight between Art and Cheshire, Principle Cassie muttered to herself.
She was pretty confused by why they were frighting but it was entertaining enough that she didn't want to intervene and also harmless enough for her not do so.
Here in this academy, sparing matches weren't uncommon even those between students and lectures weren't rare occurrence as a matter of fact a few lecturer had a rule that if any of their student could defeat them in a fight they could pass their class without even attending lecturer. Professor Levi, the P.E instructor was one whom greatly excersise this regulation.
A while back when he had made that statement a few arrogant younglings tried but they all ended up in the hospital. So such a scenerio were a student passed a class by defeating a lecture was unheard of in her academy but it had occured ones among one of the four pillars, Excalibur Training Institute(ETI), where a first year had skipped a whole grade after challenging the strongest lecture among the first years.
"As expected his strength seem to fluncate."
Muttering to herself,she watched how the other observer of their fight, Ellie suddenly appeared between the two combatants and blocked both strikes with two sabers.
"He could have knocked her away."
Seeing how right as the elf appeared, Art killed of the aura in his strike, Cassie smiled.
Art was a weird one...a weird mistake of her's. He wasn't supposed to be a teacher here but now here he was.
"The flunaction of his strength is intriguing, I wonder if his a unquie skill holder."
Unquie skill holder were a set of exceptional beings whom had abilities to alter the world without the aid of mana or aura. In short they were people with genuine superpowers but they were rare.
"It's seem I've have to do another background check on him again."
Raising her hands to stretch, she mused wondering whom how to go about that.
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"Please."
Coming to my senses I saw the petite pink haired elf,Ellie blocking my sword and prevent it from hacking into Cheshire whom worn out had collapsed onto her kneels, her wavering gaze blurry.
"Will you take her place?"
Titling my head, I asked the elf whom upon hearing my words bite her lips. She had been observing the fight hence she would know she was no match for me now but...
"I will... she's proven she can use aura so she done, now it's my turn."
Standing before me as if shielding Cheshire from my gaze she said, lacking in confident but also determined.
"You're right so she can leave since she now understands her place."
Cheshire's shoulders stiffed my condemning words causing her to burst into tears.
This had been the result I wanted. For years she'll lived with an inferiority complex always hiding it under a facade. Until she breaks facade and accepted her fate, she would never grow, she'll remain static and soon disappear, fading out of importance.
I didn't want that, I wanted to create a scenerio were all the cast could shine even the sides characters.
I wanted to be the system of those whom lacked it, just as it nurtured me to grow so too did I want the cast to grow even if I had to something take on unpleasant roles.
"Cheshire you heard him...you can go."
Ellie stuttered a bit but at the end her point was made, Cheshire was no longer needed here.
Still sobbing she rose up, her face drenched in tears and those tears caused by me
"I'll make you play."
Leaving behind a warning directed at me, she ranned out the sparing hall, her cries soon growing distant.
"I guess we'll done her."
One's she had left I retrieved my sword, my face loosing up from acting cold all this time.
Ellie knitted her brows displeased by my sudden change.
"You're a despicable human being!" She snapped.
"...."
"You used you authority as a teacher to bully a student."
"...." I said nothing.
"You're trash of the lowest. A bastard that bullies his students. I hate you."
Every word stung, I felt like trash but it made sense after all the one I'll learnt this from was also trash. Villier, he had been my main inspiration for this. He made me feel unless,powerless, and uncontrolled fear during my venting but I transformed that fear into determination to survival and one day make him pay for that day, that determination along the system had made me stronger and more willful and I'm sure Cheshire's experience now will also do.
I couldn't make all the cast like me now, no matter what I'll come across those with troublesome personalities and to combat that I needed to adapt for that was my greatest quality.
There were threat out there, things I couldn't predict and for that I needed to make the cast strong, either through admiration or hate.
Trish's twisted obsession with me made her unstable but she could be manipulate easily when it came to me. I could either forcefully strength her by dancing to her tune and promising her something in return as long as she grew strong or I could provide her a rival.
With the reward strategy she will only grow to see me but with the rival plan, she'll learn to see more than me and will socialize more.
So luring her in with the bait that defeating Valarie will get her a fight me, I was building a foundation for their friendship.
She had taken the bait and out of my expectations had even came in contact with Val before I expected. For now I knew she wouldn't make her move and merely observe Val to gauge her strength, one's she was certain of her victory she will make her move then and I was sure it will be during the rank games and there will I stage for their growth.
As for Ellie...
"I won't fight you but no sleeping in class."
Walking pass her I warned and from the corner of my eyes I saw her clenched her fist.
"Good...she hate me..."
With that I'll successful made two main cast my enemies. One will grow for her vengeance while the other I intended to let her warm up to me.
It was going to take a good while before my seed beared fruits but I could envision the harvest period and I must say I hope I have talent in farming or else my future would be bleak.