Chapter 3

Oh yeah, right. The librarian is always watching, that hobbyless woman has nothing better to do.  But l should show some manners to that lonely woman, it's always better to be on the good side of people. 

I got up and took my bag, I dusted it and myself off. 

"Sorry if I was an inconvenience ( I know I wasn't), but I just couldn't wait to get a feel of my skill."

I walked off out of the library, I looked like I was talking to myself, you don't want to meet the librarian. She is a odd one. 

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Just walk straight from the entrance and you'll reach the main sparring area in like eight minutes. 

This is where the tournament for the dorm rooms will take place. In three days when the tournament will be announced, Kaan will try to sabotage the battle field by planting smelling salts. Though the use of such things is allowed, those specific salts are meant to wake him up after falling unconscious so he can't just pull them out of his pocket since he will be knocked out.  

But in all his genius he couldn't think of wearing a necklace that has that stuff planted in it, which would be allowed by the rules. 

Follow the right wall until you find a door with a window on it with blurred glass, that leads to the outdoors training area. 

I can get in a work out easily in a weeks time, wonder if I can fit in a second one too. Liam is about sixteenish so this body takes about three to four days to heal from an intense work out. No, I can only fit in one work out before the tournament. Healing magic can speed up that process, but I'm not there yet. 

I haven't even begun to cultivate pure healing magic. 

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After I exhausted myself on the training field I made my way to the receptionists office. 

l just need some vie petals from the academys material storage, nothing too much. 

Then why does this feel like a hostage negotiation? 

"And why would we grant you, a mere luggage carrier, acces to such valuable materials?"

(We both know you get that shit in mass you whore) 

"Well, with all due respect madam, I have already managed to awaken my connection to the arcane. I figured that it would be most productive to continue my growth without slowing down." 

"Did you? But I can't just believe you without any proof, we will have to do some testing before that."

(I know dam well you can see it you bitch)

"Of course of course."

The air was filled with tension to the point you could cut it, our formalities failed to hide our true intentions from one another. I can tell just how much she's looking down on me and she can tell her authority is the only thing keeping me civilised. 

"I will only have time for you in... a month."

(Are you shitting me? A month? I'm supposed to be dead by then! You old, fat, ugly, disgusting, filthy, dick sucking bitch!)

"I'm most grateful that you took out some time for me from your schedule, madam."

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The days almost over, I should grab something to eat before fucking off. The cafeteria should still be open.

I walked into the sound of idle chatter and the smell of not-that-good-but-not-bad-either food. There wasn't that much left but what did you expect? It's the end of the day, of course there won't be much food left.

Whatever.

I grabbed a plate and walked along the buffet. All that was left is some questionable soup and some kind of rice. 

This will be my first meal since arriving here, not like it has been that long since I arrived.

Now, where to sit? The main character Laurence and his pushover of a friend Tiechie? Nope. Some other groups of nervous first years that hope to survive this school that takes itself way too seriously? Nope.

l noticed a girl sitting at a table all alone, as if she had the plague and all we're avoiding her. 

The exact description I used for Raya, The  Thistlewood. She's a good pick, actually she isn't. She has a shit ton of toxic traits and is said to be poison incarnate. But our abillities match each other so good, I can carry a ton of poison nades whilst also having a shit ton of materials she might need for a longer chant. 

Ok, the last part goes for every mage. Still, her skill (foul hearted) allows her to use unique poison magic (a unique branch of death magic) which only her family has acces to. 

I sat down on the same table as her, acting oblivious to the glares from her and others. 

I started eating my food nonchalantly, as if it was a very normal thing to do, too close to a mentally unstable girl for it to be good for my well being. 

How the fuck do you serve dry rice? Fucker you boil that shit in water... is this undercooked rice? It shouldn't be this crunchy, it shouldn't be crunchy at all.