Chapter 304 - 304- Festival 35- The President makes his stand

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The once peaceful night sky was riddled with the wails of the wind and the ferocity of a storm. The wind shook, propelling itself through the fields, shaking the foundation of the Academy to its core. It was like a Cyclone, a disaster brought on earth to cause its destruction, and yet, the buildings stood. The foundation of the Academy remained fixed to its ground, and the students were kept safe, contradictory to their predicament. The source of all this destruction stood on a flying mat, his right arm held firmly on a katana—better still, an odachi. It glimmered with pristine malevolence, a silvery blade that cast a luminance in the darkness caused by the wind. Nicho was firm, as he was annoyed. A figure had found his way through one of his ultimate skills. Why wouldn't he be annoyed? When an unknown figure had pierced through his domain without him realizing it until it was too late. What was worse was he was floating in the air, unperturbed by the powerful current of the wind. It left quite an impression, one that was nearly as high as Raffaelo Jun. The figure floated a few distance away, arms folded and his gaze glued on him. Flight magic was not difficult to learn, after all, it was an application of mana and wind, a basic spell for most adept Mages. But how he held himself while fixating on him was as unsettling as it was impressive. "I'm sure you are aware of this!" Nicho winced from the loudness of his voice. The figure had spoken with such volume that he had heard it clearly, despite the strong winds and sounds that occurred around them. Something he found even more impressive. Nicho was beginning to unconsciously grow interest in the figure, a wry smile forming on his lips as his thoughts reeled in. 'Hah, it seems like security is more than just magic and golems.' He swayed his odachi through the air, forming an arc. "But you've breached the parameters of the Academy and are disturbing the peace of this place. We ask that you must leave." Nicho chuckled. "Leave? But why would I?" His voice was just as thunderous as the figures, maybe even more, and easily permeated through the sound barrier caused by the storm. "Why? What a dumb thing to ask. You are causing harm to the students of this Academy, why else would we need you to leave?" "I've only come to take the pay for our services. This is nothing that the Academy needs to pay attention to." The figure remained silent, their gazes locked on one another as the figure adjusted his glasses. He seemed to have sighed from what Nicho deciphered from the distance between them. Then he saw it, a sudden explosion of mana that erupted out of his body like a water fountain. Large and bizarre, growing in intensity like a ferocious beast of the wild. Nicho laughed out loud. "You chose to fight? Do you not see what is around you? You are nothing to me!" The figure's gaze turned cold, a dark mask casting over his face as he pulled his right hand upwards. He placed his thumb over his index finger and cracked it slowly. "I am the Student Council President of this Prestigious Academy and I will not let harm come to our students." He explained. "Even if that means....." His mana, a purple lilac with vivid dark edges erupted again, a sudden pressure blasting a small part of the storm. "....Resorting to violence." A powerful force shook the air, a pressure that could bend iron taking place in mid-air around them. Nicho felt his body churn from the pressure, his gaze growing fonder and his breath nearly seizing. 'What is this? What is this power?' He narrowed his gaze, peering into him but a blue screen appeared in front of his retina, a shocking message delivered to his cortex. [UNABLE TO VIEW STATUS! UNABLE TO VIEW STATUS!! UNABLE TO VIEW STATUS!!!] 'What?' There were often anomalies in the system; people who trained differently and experienced a newfound power were blessed to them by the System. It was this dynamicity that had given them reign in strength when they reached the top. But this only happened for those with talent and a longing for power. Phestus had an average of both, a longing that was fixated on a woman and a talent that was close to the average man. Yet, the system opened new doors for him. "Do you hear that?" He asked, his voice sending shivers down Nicho's spine as the man looked up at him. Just then, bestial screams pierced through the storm, echoes of mighty beasts, cries of forgotten monsters and the tune of fury disasters. 'What? Nicho wondered when a glowing lilac light brushed through the darkness of the storm, its tendrils shrieking in pain as it retreated from the building. Nicho was as amused as he was surprised. 'They had a system user this strong amongst the students?' Hidden potentials were one of the most unpredictable, especially those with a longing that could last them their lifetime. As the lilac light increased in intensity, so did the pressure, and screams of beasts that were unseen to the naked eye. They were there, definitely. Adamant even, the sounds had made its way through Nicho, causing a growing adrenaline rush as he searched for the source. Then like a blow through glass, a summountable amount of energy emerged from the darkness behind Phestus, a terrific sight laid bare for all to see. Nicho's eyes widened, his mouth nearly opening a gap. 'What class? Is this–is this perhaps the legendary Divine Tamer Profession?' Protruding out of the energy were the heads of mighty beasts and monsters. Their maws opened wide, with rows of canine fangs the size of a pole. The roars and screams increased with intensity, a thunderous sensation bearing through the air. The energy emerged slowly, moving towards Phestus while he backed away from it. A tense expression plastered on his face as he said. "Transcendent Skill; The Doom of Monsters." The energy served as a Portal, holding down ferocious, large creatures that attempted to emerge out of it. It resembled a mural of some kind, but only this was real. Extremely real, in a ghastly, uncanny manner. The sight alone was vivid enough to send a shiver down the spines of those who caught a glimpse of the phenomenon. Students who were blessed enough to look at their windows were left in awe, the purple malevolent glow exuding a shade against the buildings around it. The strong wind current was like a breeze to the mythical phenomenon, screams of horrors filling the skies with shivering roars. Nicho was caught in a bind; his gaze sparkled with curiosity, and his odachi swayed in the air with purpose. He was amused, intrigued and intended to fight this man. "I don't know who you are, but your presence deserves more than the restriction of this Academy." Phestus remained unperturbed by his statement, glowing lilac energy exuding out of his body. He was one of those whose fates had been changed since Raph's regression. Once a former Alchemist, now a Divine tamer. That didn't mean he was any less of an Alchemist, but his Mage abilities were on par with those of the same level. "Does it matter, Mr. Intruder? I choose to stay here and protect the students while your discontent system users cause unnecessary havoc. Life is simple when you try to play your part, but as much as I admit that rebellion is sometimes necessary, your form of it is idiocracy." A tense silence ensued between them, their mana spiralled within them, a surge of power exuding through the skies in waves. Phestus clicked his tongue and snapped his finger, and the monstrous creatures surged out of the Portal, lilac energy exuding out of their bodies as their maws widened open. Nicho's flying mat rushed forward, his odachi swinging through the air, a thrust of invisible energy wave surging out and slicing through the giant monsters. They roared intently, but they were unperturbed as the energy collided back together and rushed towards him. A blinding light occurred, an explosion of unsurmountable power causing a trembling wake on the Academy. The buildings shook and nearly fell, the students screamed in shock while others remained stoic and critical. Managing their situation as supposed to. Those were the leaders of each class, or at least notable students of skills. The Staff Building wasn't left untouched by the intensity of the fight. The Head Master could not count the number of times he had looked up after a sudden explosion. He had found this unsettling, his chest tightening at the thought of the building. 'She better be alright.' He thought as he looked away, his gaze landing on Rebecca's. "Is that Phestus? Isn't he an Alchemist?" Thalia turned back towards them in unison, intrigued by their conversation. "He is and he's a damn good one at that. He's been given the position of head Alchemist in one of the Merlin's Magic Towers but his talent for alchemy didn't stop him from reaching out for a different class. A different path." Head Master Dreau narrowed his gaze. "And this path is what is causing this unsettling sensation?" "Yes." She replied with a smile. Head Master Dreau had no response, but he was intrigued by her statement. 'A different path...' His gaze narrowed. 'That is the one thing the system users have that we don't. They can change their paths.' He fixed his monocle and folded his hands. 'I will go over myself and see for myself what this path is.' His gaze shifted to Raph. It had been a while since he had started, and he was beginning to doubt his so-called abilities. "When will he be do– Just then, Raph's eyes snapped open, his pupils shimmering with a malevolent white. A cold hue escaped from his lips as he breathed out and turned around, his gaze skimming through the people within the dome. A tense silence ensued, until– "I know what they're planning."

Chapter 304 - 304- Festival 35- The President makes his stand

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