Chapter 7

My arm reached out of my backpack and got a flat grip on the floor. Just like I practiced I slowly released myself from the storage space to avoid shooting headfirst into the ground like in the library. 

I stood up with a straight back and a staff in hand, my legs were still shaking from the fight. 

I underestimated Kaan, he probably gave me a mild concussion. 

With each stride I hit the ground with my staff to fake strength, some of these fucks here are absolutely ruthless.

 Raya for example, that bit-girl will die following the "the strong rule" mentality which she adopted after some serious shit she went through in her childhood, being poisoned can be terrifying, especially to a child.

 Mallebria however has a "the weak will die" thought process. Originally enlisted to a war college that sadist of a whore failed to pass the entry exams and came here instead because the scribe quadrant is for losers. So soldier gal came to a community college to bully civilians. 

Speaking of mentally unstable girls, I sat next to the closest thing to a friend I have here. Raya only glanced at me for only a moment before names were yelled again.

"Next!"

"Mallebria of the first year!"

"Mustafa of the first year!"

"So which one are you betting on?" 

I tried to tame my breathing as I was still a bit jittery from the adrenaline.

"Kaan got you good. Imagine what his bigger brother, Mustafa, could do?"

Kaan is the older one, Mustafa is just tall. Besides, Mallebria already cultivated Darkness magic at this point. Mustafa could have dominated the tournament if he wouldn't have had to face her. 

"Twenty marks say you're wrong."

"Oh we're on."

Is it cheating to make bets when I know the outcome? Definitely. Does scamming her bother me? Nah. 

"I forfeit."

The fuck did that bitch just say?

"Out! Mustafa of the first year wins!"

An expecting open hand moved in front of me.

"Pay up, boy."

"What for bullshitery is this?"

After being threatened with being poisoned I reluctantly dropped twenty coins into her palm. 

Her hand sunk with the sudden weight falling into her palm. (A single Mark coin weighs 250g, almost half a pound.)

"Oh you son of a-, why do you have so many single Marks?"

Marks still have the same value here as in the real world ( roughly a quarter coin for the 'mericans and roughly a 50 cent coin in euro) but I changed them up a bit since I didn't like money bills in fantasy settings. So now there are single Mark, two Mark, Five Mark, ten Mark, twenty Mark, fifty Mark, hundred Mark, two hundred Mark and five hundred Mark coins.

"Change builds up overtime."

"You have a storage skill."

"It still builds up."

At least this added to our relationship, it feels weird to foster a friendship purely for personal gain, how did my ex do it? 

 I should try to befriend Kemal and Mallebria too. 

Kemal won't be too hard, even though I just gave his brother a beating. He's bigger than Kaan but smaller than Mustafa, the middle ground of the three wolf brothers. He's just your average middle eastern lad from a big family, if you look over the whole being part wolf thing. 

But Mallebria is, or should be, a different breed. However... something's off about her. I'll have to look into her later. She was supposed to have badass entry where she bested the beast that is Mustafa and prove that she's the dark diamond of the first years.

"Either way, you got my stuff?"

"Yup."

I reached into my backpack an pulled out what can only be a hand-full of bottled war crimes.

The Geneva convention doesn't exist here... but it might soon if I keep helping people like Raya.

"You sure this will work?"

"Of course it will, the first knocks out, the second will spread the first, the third is the antidote for the first."

"And the fourth?"

"Emergency precaution."

"So in case the first doesn't work?"

"Mhm"

I know that Raya won't have to fight her first round, she poisoned the poor guy in advance. 

"Hey Liam, why do you also train martial if you're gonna be a white mage?"

"So that I can be a menace close up too."

"Huh, perhaps I should start training too. Imagine the despair I'll see if I can force feed someone poisons."

Oh shit... I just set off the war criminal to be an even bigger menace.